Page 43 of Dryad, Try Again
At that moment, a gust of wind surges from the river, moving the blanket forward. It’s perfect timing, too, because my inner dryad just made several trees quiver in proximal delight. I don’t want Tanner to catch me causing a forest flashmob, and I don’t want to lose control of my branches.
I gulp, then swiftly stand up. “It’s, uh, getting pretty cold out here.” I put my hand out for him. “Would you like to, um, take this date elsewhere?”
He’s smirking, but takes my hand anyway. “As long as we can have some privacy,” he purrs. His cocky voice is so damn sexy.
When he gets up, I look him in the eyes and say, “My place, Mr. McGregor?”
He nods and bites his lip. “I’d be honored.”
And, in record time, we pack up the picnic blanket and walk back to campus. There’s not a moment to waste, after all.
18
TANNER
Once in his suite,Kovi gives me a toothbrush to freshen up. I make sure to thoroughly clean myself down below in his bathroom. I’m aware we’ve already slept together, but I still need tonight to be spectacular.
When I sneak my way back to his room, he’s already undressed under the sheets. If I didn’t know any better, I would think he a bought new comforter just for me. I hope he doesn’t mind me ruining it.
“Hey, you,” I purr as I crawl into bed. He titters and greets me with a kiss as I get to eye-level with him. Lips locked, I moan when he caresses my scalp. Then, I kiss down his neck, savoring his salty skin. His fingers trace my back and my hand travels his front as well. I’m delighted to find him hard as a rock already. My urge to make this last is overcome by impatience, and I crawl down to groin level.I want Kovi inside me.
I lick his balls and my nose nuzzles his carefully trimmed hair. Maybe he has some dryad pheromones, because I’m hard as a brick in record time. Before I can lick his cock, however, he pulls me up. When I look at him quizzically, he reveals thecondom and lube packet in his hand.Call him a boy scout, because my boy is ready.
“How do you want me?” I ask, as he suits up. I lie back next to him and grin.
“What do you like the most? I want to please you,” he murmurs.
“Uh, on my back, if that’s okay?”
“Hell yeah,” he whispers.
In a blur, my man flops over me. Then, he pulls my ankles up. When I feel the slight pressure of his hands on my entrance, I instinctively grasp my hardness.
“You’re really ready, huh?” he murmurs.
“Yes,” I rasp. I stroke slowly, not wanting to set myself off. When he fingers me, that small pressure sends a chill up my spine. The very thought of him completely taking me has me leaking precum already.
“Kovi…please…” I whisper between gasps. It feels like a decade passes as he preps me with lubed fingers.What is he waiting for, a welcoming party? After a minute, he at last puts me out of my misery by removing his fingers, and another pressure takes its place.
My life is irrevocably altered when he pushes further. I hyperventilate. Kovi is fucking me. Oh my stars, he’s inside me. His cock feels so, so good, I can’t even think straight.
“You alright?” he asks through a grunt.
“Yes, please keep going,” I rasp.
When he fucks further, I grab my own hardness. When he pulls back, I give it a gentle stroke in time. He gently repeats this motion twice, and I want so much more. Then, Kovi really amps up the pace of his lovemaking, and my vision whites out altogether.
He pushes in deep, and I stroke. He pulls out, almost completely, and I stroke again. Pleasure courses across everyinch of me. I’ve missed this. No, it’s like I’ve never had anal sex before this moment. Alleyways and random car trysts barely made me feel a drop of emotion.
But Kovi is like a flood of amazing sensations. He fucks me like he’s concentrating on my pleasure, not his. In and out, he pegs my prostate, and I time his thrusts with my strokes. His sweat drips on me, and I gasp. The sound of our skin slapping will be etched in my heart for all time. I never want this to end.
But of course, it’s going to end. I stroke and stroke, my stiff dick strengthening. The man is killing me with euphoria, and he speeds up just the right amount. He fucks me deeper, hits me at the right angle, knowing I’m on the edge.
“Kovi,” I say with a strangled voice.
“I got you, babe,” he whispers.
“Kovi…”
