Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
“Peaceful,” she finishes.
“Right. Peaceful,” I tell her. “I didn’t have any place like this back in LA. This is just one of the things I love about living out here now.”
I set my backpack down, pull the rolled-up blanket off, and lay it down on the ground. That done, I lay out the picnic spread I put together. Elodie watches me with a look of surprise on her face.
“What are these?” she asks.
“A little something to help us enjoy this view.”
“Nobody has ever prepared a picnic for me before.”
“That’s a shame,” I tell her. “It’s about time you enjoyed one then. Come. Sit.”
She does and for the next couple of hours, we enjoy good food, good wine, and good conversation. We laugh and talk and share with each other, deepening that sense of connection I have with her. It’s like nothing else in the world exists but us. Elodie looks at me with adoration and a gleam in her eyes that makes my heart swell. It’s been a good day.
“Thank you for today,” Elodie says. “It’s been almost perfect.”
“Almost?”
“Almost,” she purrs.
She gets up off the blanket, pushes me down onto my back, and straddles me. Leaning down, she gives me a slow, sensual kiss, and I stiffen beneath her. A lascivious little curl to her lips, she grinds herself against me. Elodie surprises me by taking off her t-shirt and bra, taking my hands and putting them on her full, round tits. I look up at her at the way the sun beating down on us makes her hair shine like gold and her skin glow with an inner light of its own. She’s ethereal. Angelic.
And she’s mine.
“Sex in public has always been on my bucket list,” she says.
“I like the way you think.”
Elodie quickly gets to her feet and takes her shorts off, tossing them to the side. Moving just as quickly, my clothes join hers. Rather than letting me take her in my arms, she pushes me back down to the ground, a playful hunger on her face. She straddles me again and grabs my shaft, looking me in the eye as she gives me a few firm strokes. A small sigh passes her lips as she rubs the tip of my cock against her swollen button, teasing herself with it.
“Dirty girl,” I say.
“I am.”
She’s dripping wet and her juices glisten on the head of my cock like tiny jewels. Elodie raises her hips and slips the head into her opening. She lowers herself slowly, taking me into her deliberately, still trying to get used to being stretched open. She’s so fucking tight though and slipping into her is fucking glorious. When she’s seated on top of me, her cheeks are flushed and her eyes sparkle.
“I will never not love this,” she says.
“That makes two of us, baby girl.”
She plants her hands on my chest and starts to ride, sliding herself up and down. Elodie leans down and kisses me. It’s slow and tender, and it stirs something deep within my soul. With the sun behind her, a golden nimbus shines around Elodie, leaving me awestruck. She looks like an angel. Her rhythm is slow and sensuous, and I can’t stop staring at the way she moves. Her demeanor is demure, but the sensual way she rises and falls on top of me is hypnotic. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
“You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I say.
Elodie’s body tightens around me as she rolls her hips. She leans forward and her long, golden locks cascade down with her, tickling my chest. Her face turns bright crimson, and she bites her bottom lip as she starts to ride me faster.
“Fuck me, baby girl,” I say. “Fuck me harder.”
She bites her bottom lip, and her face turns bright crimson as she picks up her pace. Her lips waver and her voice is breathy as she cries out. Elodie sits up, ramrod straight, and throws her head back, her entire body tightening up around me for a moment before she thrashes wildly on top of me.
“I’m coming, Daddy,” she gasps.
Watching her wiggle and shake as she’s caught in the grips of a powerful orgasm is incredibly sexy, and I can’t take my eyes off her. It’s only when she slumps forward, planting her hands on my chest, her breathing ragged and her eyes sparkling bright that the trance is broken. She giggles lightly and bites her bottom lip.
“That’s something else I’ll never get tired of feeling,” she stammers.
I grab her by the hips, and she lets out a squeal of surprise when I flip her over onto her back. Elodie laughs and wraps her legs around my waist as I brace myself on my arms, my face hovering mere inches from hers. We gaze into each other’s eyes for a long moment before I lean down and kiss her. At the same time, I nestle the head of my cock against her opening and gently slide forward, sinking deeper into her. Her eyes roll back in her head as a soft moan drifts from her slightly parted lips.