"Mmmm…" she murmurs, smiling back and leaning closer for more.
We lick and taste each other’s mouths for a couple minutes, and then I pull back, going up on my knees and moving around the food to where she’s kneeling. I take her hand and move us both toward the fireplace, several feet away from the sushi picnic. We can finish that in a little bit. Right now, I’m craving something else.
I lean toward her, kissing her softly before leaning back and zipping her uniform dress down. Neither one of us had bothered to change yet. I keep eye contact with her as I bring it down her shoulders. Her dark eyes are wide and searching mine. She smiles gently as if she’s happy with what she sees reflecting back at her.
I slide her bra straps down her arms and reach behind her to unhook it, kissing her down her neck as I lean back. She sighs with pleasure.
"You’re so beautiful."
She looks down shyly. "You think?"
"Yeah. I think."
I take her face in my hands and return to her mouth, sliding my tongue in, kissing her deeply until we both pull away, panting.
When she spreads her hand over my erection, I suck in a ragged breath. I look into her eyes and the desire there almost undoes me.
She stands up and lets her dress fall to the floor. She’s wearing nothing now but a small pair of white cotton underwear with lace on the edges. Something about them is so pure, yet so sexy that I feel myself unbelievably, grow even harder. She turns and starts walking away.
"Where are you going?"
She looks over her shoulder, smiling slightly. "I just remembered that I have somewhere else to be. I’ll see you around?"
I chuckle as she switches off the light and walks back toward me.
She kneels back down in front of me and puts her palm on my cheek. I lean into her. "I wanted it to be you and me and the firelight," she whispers.
I nod, leaning toward her to kiss her again. I can’t get enough of her mouth. I can’t get enough of her.
I unbutton my shirt and pull it off, tossing it to the side. The flickering firelight is making shadows dance all around us, adding to the feeling of being alone with her in another world.
I lay down on the rug on my side and she lays down, too, facing me. Our fronts are pressed together as we continue kissing, the fire behind her.
I bring one hand to her breast and tweak and tease the hardened nipple as she moans and rubs her lower body against mine.
I pull back as I feel her unbuttoning my pants, and roll slightly onto my back so that I can pull them down and kick them off as she removes hers as well. We both lay back down and face each other again, now completely naked.
We stare at each other silently for several moments, something tender and beautiful in her expression. She brings her hand up to my face again and traces my lips with her thumb, whispering, "Can I ask you something?"
I nod.
"You said you never dated, never had a relationship with anyone." She’s silent for a moment. "Why me?"
I stare into her eyes, searching them, wanting so much to tell her about all the reasons I’ll never love anyone except for her, but knowing I can’t, yet.
"Because you’re everything I ever wanted," I whisper back. "Because to me, you’re perfect."
She stares at me silently again before smiling and whispering, "Even this mole on my shoulder?"
I look down, barely able to see the tiny beauty mark she’s pointing at in the dim light. "Especially that mole. I was on the fence about you before I saw it. That mole sealed the deal for me."
She laughs softly. "Okay, good. Thank you, little mole."
I smile and bring my lips back to hers. I reach down between us and slip my finger between her legs. Oh, Jesus, she’s so wet. I moan into her mouth and she presses against me, wanting more of my hand. I slip my finger deeper into her warm wetness and use my thumb to dance lightly over her swollen bundle of nerves. She jerks slightly and whimpers into my mouth.
She brings her hand down to my rock hard erection and slides her hand gently up and down. I pull away from her mouth, groaning out, "Evie," as she continues to stroke me. We stare into each other’s eyes, hers wide with desire, her lips parted, as our hands pleasure each other for several minutes. We watch each other’s expressions change as the arousal rises. It’s intimate and intense and I can already feel an orgasm circling through my abdomen. I close my eyes and clench my muscles until I feel it fade away. For the moment.
"Jake," she exhales, "I’m close. I want to come with you inside me." As she says this, she squeezes me lightly and rubs the pr**cum on my tip with her thumb.
"Ahhhhhh."
"Does that translate to, ‘Okay, Evie?’" she laughs softly.
"Yes," I say, removing my hand from between her legs and hitching her top leg over my hip and scooting even closer to her.
I lean up over her to position myself at her entrance and push inside. Her tight heat surrounds me and the feel of her without a condom is beyond description. I’m afraid to move. But my body apparently isn’t as my h*ps start thrusting practically of their own accord. I groan, "Oh God, baby, you feel so good."
She moans back, clutching me tighter to her. We move together, moaning and gasping and watching each other’s faces in the dim glow of the fire. There’s something primal and beautiful about making love in the glow of the flames, as if we could be in another era entirely and it would still be me and her, clasped together in this timeless dance of passion.