Page 75 of Freedom Mine
“In the attic. There’s a lot of stuff shoved in a small passageway that circles the attic.”
He laid back down on the grass. “Didn’t figure you for the camping type.”
“Hmm.”
“What does that mean?” he asked, not sure why she was staring at him.
“The lake is safe, right?” she asked, ignoring his question. She was getting better at that too, he’d noticed. Not feeling obligated to answer every question put to her. It was a good sign, the sign of a free woman. “I mean, nothing going to drag me under or bite my leg off?”
“Small fish, nothing more,” he answered with a slight laugh at how she braved going up against some of the most dangerous men he’s known, but something as innocuous as the lake concerned her. “But it’s cold this late in the season.”
“Want to join me?”
He shook his head. And then, without warning, she eased her arms out of the dress and let the top portion fall to her waist. Still, no bra, which he couldn’t exactly complain about given the present view.
Gorgeous, full, rounded breasts begged to be held. The tiny pink buds at the tips had stiffened in the cool night air, and his cock rose in response.
Slowly, she pushed the dress down over nicely curved hips, drawing attention to the junction at the apex of her legs. She wiggled until the dress fell to her feet, her breasts swaying nicely, with a lulling rhythm that by no means was putting him to sleep.
There she stood, the dress at her feet and nothing but black panties on. She turned her back to him, slipped her fingers into the sides of her panties and wiggled her hips until the panties were at her knees, then she bent over to remove them, giving him a nice view of a part of her he wanted very much to explore at that perfect angle she presented to him. His cock pulsed, liking the idea.
“Oh, I forgot,” she said, the ‘oh’ taking on an exaggerated drawl that had his cock thrumming to be released from the confines of his pants. “I should probably set up the tent and bedroll before I go for a dip so I have a way to warm up afterward.”
“Sounds like a good idea,” he agreed, though he could think of a better way to warm her.
She proceeded to set up the tent, which took only a minute since it was one of those automated tents. Push the button and the darn thing unfolded, the floor with infused heating element expanded to an eight by eight area, and then all the rods extended from the base—long after his own—and she had her instant tent.
His naked and very tempting Alli knelt at the tent’s opening and pulled the bedroll inside. She remained there, on hands and knees, wiggling and swaying with her backside exposed outside the tent while she set up the blanket and roll inside.
She was torturing him, for some reason, but he damn well wasn’t going to complain if she wanted to give him a show. Kayo unfastened his pants as he released his cock and sat back to enjoy the view.
He heard some very feminine grunts and groans, almost as if she were pleasuring herself. Whatever she was doing, the sound and his imagination had his cock harder than any rod in that tent.
As he rose to his knees, he stretched his neck out. All he could see was the swell of her nicely rounded ass sticking out of the tent, like a target. . . one his cock presently pointed toward.
Kayo laid a hand flat on her back enjoying the feel of her warm skin beneath his palms. She let out a little moan, so soft and feminine. His hand looked so massive against her shapely back, but there was something about her body being beneath his hand, about her kneeling there prone before him that made him feel so damn possessive of her. He wanted to scream to anyone who could hear that she was his.
His hands trailed down her spine, along her hips, and dipped to her inner thighs. After only a few seconds of lightly massaging her flesh, she let out a breathy request. “Hold me, so I don’t fall,” she said, as she stretched further into the tent.
He placed a hand on each hip and held her tight. She began wiggling her hips, and his cock twitched, begging to answer her call. His hands slid to her backside and gently massaged her in rhythm with her wiggling.
“Now you’re distracting me,” she complained, though her voice sounded deeper than usual and not the least bit irritated.
“My apologies. Let me help you then. You need to find a steady stance so you don’t fall over. He pushed her legs apart with his leg and his hands moved from her inner thigh over the downy patch between her legs.
“How’s that?” he asked as he dragged a single finger through her folds. She was soaked.
“Much better,” she said. “I wish you were inside though, but it’s too tight for you to squeeze in.”
“Alli,” he said, groaning at the thought of sinking his cock deep into her. He ran his tongue up her back instead, trying to distract himself from the juices running down her thigh.
“This cord is stuck,” she said, wiggling her ass against his cock. “Maybe I should give it a pull.”
“Pulling is nice,” he agreed, as he draped himself over her back, feeling the heat of her smooth skin against his chest. He ran his hand over a smooth, pert breast as his cock slid into her very wet pussy.
“You’re naked, Kayo…” she said, her breath coming in short pants, a sound that made him want to sink into her until he was so deep no one could pry them apart. But he couldn’t... not yet.
“I was getting too fucking hot watching you,” he said as he matched her motion and rocked against her, his cock sliding back and forth through her folds.
