Page 73 of Indecent Ventures

“If you’re up for it.”

“Hell yes, I’m up for it. Have you done this before?”

I shake my head. “No. I’ve never brought a woman to a project. I never cared enough for one to see it until now.”

She smiles before removing her shirt, balling it up in a fist, and throwing it over the edge of the bucket so it falls all the way to the ground. She does the same thing with her bra while looking at me in challenge.

I remove my shirt and drop it over the side.

I move my hands to her breasts. She places hers on top of them, holding them in place. “These hands will be the death of me.” I squeeze her. “Hmm. So rough. So perfect.”

She stands again, removing her shoes, jeans, and panties in the process. Once again, she throws them over the ledge and looks at me in challenge. I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s not remotely scared of being up here. She’s not remotely concerned about what we’re going to do up here. She’s completely giving in to the moment.

She holds her arms up and twirls around, looking happy and carefree. It’s cold out, but my wild woman doesn’t seem to care.

She stops and raises her eyebrow. “Are you remaining clothed? What’s the point of this little exercise if you remain clothed?”

I shake my head while standing and make quick work of my shoes, jeans, and boxer briefs. Fortunately, I remember to remove my wallet with condoms before tossing the clothes to the ground far below.

I stand behind her as she looks off into the night. I pull her naked back to my naked front.

She turns her head and kisses my jaw. “Thanks for bringing me here. It’s nice to get out with you. I hate staying hidden. I wish we could go out together. Last weekend was eye-opening.”

A pang of guilt hits me. I know it’s my fault we’ve remained hidden for all these months. She’s young and deserves to go out and have fun. Without putting any real thought into it, I ask, “Do you want to go away with me?”

She rubs her nose along my cheek. “Like for the weekend? Out of the city? We just went to New York.”

“No. A real trip. Let’s go down to Mexico for a week. We can relax, go out to dinner, drink, fuck our brains out whenever we want.”

She turns and brings her front to mine, wrapping her arms around my neck. She looks up and smiles. “Tell me more about thisfucking our brains outthing. That’s intriguing to me.”

I softly kiss her lips. “Well, we wake up to a beautiful sunrise and fuck.” Kiss. “We get breakfast outside and then come back to the room and fuck again.” Kiss. “We hang at the pool or beach and drink all day, and then come back to the room to shower and fuck.” Kiss. “Then go to dinner, drink, dance, and fuck.” Kiss. “And then we do it all over again the next day.” Kiss.

“Hmm. That’s only four times a day. I’m really a five-times-a-day kind of girl. Do you think you can up your game?”

I run my eyes up and down her perfect body, and then land them on my painfully hard cock. “If you’re naked, I’m alwaysupfor anything.”

“I’m going to need to sample the goods before I commit.”

“I’m yours to sample.”

She kisses her way down my body until she’s on her knees in front of me. She grabs my cock in her hand and softly kisses the tip. She looks up at me. “You have the best dick.”

“He told me that he’s fond of you as well.”

She licks through my slit. “And he always tastes good.”

“He likes the way you taste too.”

“Hmm. We’ll get there. Though he might taste better dipped in a Mexican margarita.”

I look down at her. “Would that be better than a Fruit Roll-Up?”

She giggles into me.

“Does that mean you’ll go?”

She nods as she open-mouth kisses her way down my cock. She licks around my balls. I’ve never been with a woman who pays as much attention to my balls as Jade. Every time she touches me or sucks my dick, worshipping my balls is a part of it. I fucking love it.

---