Ava shrugs. “I’m not entirely sure. I think they died, but I was so out of it when they were telling me, that I never got the entire story.”

“And it doesn’t bother you? Not knowing for sure, I mean?” I ask as I dig my heels into the grass and bring our juvenile playtime to an abrupt halt.

I’m starting to get bored with this, and I didn’t bring her out here to have a littlefeelingschat.

“Nope.”

She shakes her head, her blonde hair swaying from side to side. I arch an eyebrow at her as I smile, then clear my throat.

“Well, then if it doesn’t bother you, it doesn’t bother me,” I conclude as I run a hand back through my hair.

“I should probably be getting back home soon,” she remarks as she motions for me to settle the seesaw down on her end.

“Why?”

“Because Aunt Celeste is going to notice that I’m gone soon… if she hasn’t already,” she answers, dryly.

“You could,” I begin slowly. “Or we can stay a little longer, then I can drop you off.”

Ava purses her lips as she gets to her feet, and puts a hand on her hip. I can tell she’s weighing her options, so I’m going to have to sweeten the deal.

I climb off my end and walk the few steps toward her, standing a mere few inches away from her, I smirk when her body starts to visibly tense.

“Got a crush, little girl?” I tease her in a soft tone.

I brush some loose strands of hair out of her eyes, and lean my face closer to hers, my smirk turning into a grin when she begins to tremble.

“Yup; you’ve got a crush all right,” I confirm with a low chuckle. I trail a finger down the side of her face, before I let it rest on her chin. “What are we going to do about that?”

“Um … what?”

Ava stutters and stammers as her chin begins to quiver, and I find myself becoming amused by the entire situation.

I’m not going to fuck her, although I’m pretty sure that’s what she’s expecting, but I’m not going to let her just walk away from tonight without a little something special, either.

“Follow me,” I instruct her as I jerk my head to the left then start to lead the way back toward the pair of small bouncy horses we passed on the way in.

Without pausing to see if she’s following me, I swing a leg over one and take a seat. Ava’s visibly distressed, but it’s clear she doesn’t know why, and if she does, she doesn’t understand.

She will shortly,I muse to myself as I chuckle and nod at the horse next to me.

“Have a seat, little girl. And watch the ink; I wouldn’t want to have to touch it up so soon,” I finish with a wry grin.

Ava’s eyes never leave mine once they reconnect as she lifts a shaky leg over the side of her horse, then sits down. Her knuckles turn white as she grips the handles tightly, then licks her lips nervously.

“So, here’s what I want you to do for me,” I begin conversationally as I lean forward and rest my arms over the head of my horse. “I want you to start rocking.”

She looks confused, but nods anyway and pushes her feet off the ground to get the horse moving.

I let out a laugh as I stand up and walk over to settle behind her.

“Not like that,” I chide her as I place my hands on her sides. “Like this.”

Ava looks up at me as I begin to guide her into grinding her hips against the playground toy; a smirk spreading across my lips.

“Think you can manage?” I ask softly into her ear, sending a chill down her body.

She closes her eyes for a moment, then begins to grind down against the horse. I keep my hands where they are, still guiding her in the way that I like to be fucked, because she’s obviously new at this.