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I curl one arm around her waist as I slide my other hand under her t-shirt so I can cup her breast. Her nipple tightens until it’s digging into my palm. She’s a perfect handful. My hips rock against hers, pressing my hard length into her much softer tummy.
“You’re perfect,” I say against her lips as I push the thin material of her bra aside so I can pinch and roll her nipple between my fingers. She arches her back and moans into my mouth as she clutches at me, digging her fingers into my thick biceps.
I lean back and push her shirt up to her neck, so I can see her. I’m still cupping her exposed breast, with her tight nipple that’s pink and rosy. Begging for my mouth. I lean down so I can suck it between my lips. At the same time, I pull aside the other side of her bra so I can squeeze and pinch that nipple, too.
Her head kicks back and she gives me a deep, throaty moan. “Sean,omigod!”
Pulling back, I let go of her nipple with apop, before I move to her other breast. Cupping her soft flesh, I lick and suckle at her until she’s panting my name and digging her short little nails into my shoulders.
Her heady arousal is all around me. The scent of her thick honey making my head spin while she writhes against me.
My cock is fighting against the front of my pants even as I’m hit with a wave of guilt. Olivia deserves better than a quick fuck out in the open. Our first time should be nice and slow. She should be spread out in a plush bed with quiet music and candlelight. Where I have all night to tease and pleasure her, making her come a dozen times before finally sinking deep inside her so we can finish together.
Not fucking her up against a tree.
“Olivia,” I moan, pulling away from her lips. “Are you sure you want this? We can go…somewhere else…”
She shakes her head. Her eyes are bright, and even in the darkness, I can see how flushed her cheeks are.
“I want you like this.Wild.” When she reaches up to pull my head back down to her mouth, I don’t fight her. My cock is so hard, it hurts, and my balls are drawn up tight, ready to blow at any moment.
“Fuck, baby,” I mutter against her lips. “You’re making me crazy. I don’t think I can—” Shit, this is gonna be fast. I’m already embarrassingly close to coming in my jeans. With a silent promise to give her slow and romantic later, I step back and spin her around so her front is pressed against the tree.
“Hold on, gorgeous,” I rasp as I reach around to unfasten her jeans.
She lets out a throaty moan and wiggles her hips as I push the denim down her thighs. An appreciative sound rolls off my tongue at the sight of her perfect heart-shaped ass. Sliding my hands down her sides, I grab her hips and squeeze, loving how thick she is and how she’s giving me something to hold on to.
“Goddamn, baby, you’re perfect,” I whisper as I pull her hips away from the tree.
I reach into my wallet for a condom first, then the front of my pants. It only takes a second to free myself and wrap up, then I’m pressing the head of my cock against her slick folds. Not just slick, she’sdrenched.
“Look how ready you are for me.” I slide back and forth through her lips, coating my cock with her cream.
“Sean, please.” She digs her fingers into the bark and spreads her legs as wide as her pants will let her, twisting her chin over her shoulder so she can watch.
Holy fuck.I think this is the woman I’m going to marry.
I place a soft kiss to the back of her shoulder. “Say that again.”
Her breath hitches, and then she meets my eyes and holds them. “Sean,I need you.”
I can’t hold back any longer. Gritting my teeth, I growl her name as I thrust, driving my cock past her lips and into the tight grip of her perfect pussy.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
OLIVIA
Imake the most desperate sound as Sean slides into my body from behind. He’s long, and perfectly thick, filling me up and hitting places no one has ever reached before. Dear god, I’m already dangerously close to coming and we haven’t even gotten started.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight,” he whispers against my ear. “You okay so far?”
Am I okay? I let out a whimper, because this guy is barely inside me and has already ruined me for any other man. “Don’t stop—you feel so good.”
He presses another soft kiss against my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine that tighten my nipples because,holy shit, who knew shoulder kisses could be so sexy?
Shifting behind me, he pulls back and then presses forward again. My eyes roll back, and my legs threaten to give out. Maybe stand-up tree sex wasn’t the best idea, but it’s too late now. I dig my fingers into the bark and roll my hips back to meet his next thrust.
“Mmm, that’s it, baby. Fuck me back. Show me how you like it.”
