“Yeah, I don’t want to think about what might come over here at night.”
We clean everything up with the help of our cell phone lights, put it in the back of the van and shut the doors. As we both walk to the opposite sides of the car, neither of us are paying attention, and we collide into each other.
“Oh, gosh, I’m sorry,” I say. “I was looking at the sky.”
“No, no, my fault. I was looking behind me.”
We both laugh, and he wraps his arm around my back. I lean my head on his chest and look at the dark sky again.
“It’s amazing, isn’t it?” I ask him and peek at his face to see if he’s looking at the stars also.
“Yeah. Beautiful,” he says and pulls me in a little close.
We stand there, at the back of the van, looking at the abundance of stars in the sky. There are no city lights to obstruct our view.
“Chris?” I say and wrap my arms around his waist.
“Yeah?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For everything. I knew going on this trip, I would have a good time because I am doing something I love. But meeting you has made it ten times better.”
He kisses the side of my head through my hair.
“I’m glad you are having a good time,” he says in my ear. His hand travels from my shoulder to my lower back, and he comes to be in front of me.
“I’m honestly not sure how much longer I can stand here and see you in this dress. You look amazing in it, don’t get me wrong, but I also want to rip it down the center and hear the buttons hitting the hardwood floors of your hotel room.”
My body vibrates with his words, and I run my finger down the buttons on his shirt and back up. Then I pop the first one open and look up at him. He’s watching my hand, so I go to the next and pop it open. This time, he looks at me. His eyes suspicious.
“You’re playing with fire, Titmouse.”
“Maybe I want to,” I say.
The next thing I know, he has me pinned to the back of the van, his hand under my knee, hiking my leg up and his hard length pushing against me through his jeans. My hands are pinned between our chests. I grab the edges of his shirt where I already unbuttoned and rip it the rest of the way down.
His eyes grow wide. His breathing, labored.
“Oops,” I say in the sweetest tone possible.
“I didn’t like this shirt that much anyway.”
His lips crash on mine, and he grabs my other knee and lifts me. I wrap my legs around him and pull myself as close as possible. He uses one hand to open the van door and grabs the blankets.
Chapter 24
Sarah
Afterhespreadstheblankets out the best he can, he lays me down carefully. He unbuttons my dress from the bottom, and I start at the top. I'm eager to feel him on me, in me, becoming one with me. He stands, toeing his boots off and then slides his jeans and briefs down while I slip my bra and panties off.
Then he takes me. Outside, under the stars, he takes me to another world. He sweeps his tongue over my clit, and before I reach my climax I look up to the sky, the stars I see becoming a blur. One flash of white. I grab his shoulder and pull him up to me, then push him onto his back, the orgasm still lingering in my core.
I slowly slide down the length of his penis and moan. I don’t hold back. We are in the middle of nowhere. Let the moon and stars hear my pleasure. I’ve only done it this way once and I wasn’t sure what I was doing but this time, I know just how to angle my body so he hits all the right spots. My moans become whimpers as I ride him.
“Oh, fuck, Chris. Oh, God,” I say as my climax climbs again.