I pushed him back onto the large saucer swing. It was designed to hold up to four kids, so two full grown – and horny – adults shouldn’t be an issue. I purred and flashed him my lace thong. There was no one around, we were safe.
“Seriously, Cedar, what’s gotten into you tonight?”
“I need you in me, Mitch. I need that connection.” I climbed onto the swing, holding onto the chain as the swing rocked back and forth.
“So, let’s go home, and I’ll give you whatever you want.” He scooted towards the edge, pushing himself into me which in turn fired me up.
“Here.” I leaned down to kiss him, probing deep into the recesses of his mouth as I smashed my boobs into him. “Please, take me here.”
I trailed my hand down his chest, feeling his pant’s button, and with a quick flick, popped it open.
Mitch cupped my breasts and moved his hands down to reposition the bottom of my dress, and to test me to see if I was ready.
“I’m all yours.” I moaned as he slipped a finger inside me and pushed the wisp of material off to the side.
“Climb aboard the SS Macomber.”
“Aye, aye, captain.” And I straddled my sweet guy, pushing myself down his length to the hilt.
Mitch responded by pumping the swing, each thrust up, connecting us deeper. The swing moved in a rhythmic motion, back and forth, higher and higher, echoing the growing sensations deep in my core. He pumped hard, and I swore I was going to touch the sky, and then it happened. Just like that, without much warning, I popped like a bottle cap as I wrapped my arms around his neck, cutting off his air supply.
“So close,” he moaned between my breasts, and I wiggled just enough to push him over the edge.
The swing rocketed back and forth as he shuddered and placed a thousand kisses about my heaving chest.
“Can we go home now?” There was a hint of begging in his voice, and a plea for more.
I crushed my lips to his and threaded my fingers through his thick hair. “Take me to bed or lose me forever.”
“Show me the way home.”
It was a line from our favourite movie, and judging by the lust in his eyes, it was going to be a quick jaunt back to the apartment.
The alarm went off in the morning, and I rolled over and stretched over Mitch’s naked body to turn it off. “Hey, baby,” I whispered in his ear, giving it a little lick. “Time to wake up.”
“Didn’t we just go to sleep?”
“Just a few hours ago.”
My plan had worked, and we celebrated our anniversary with rousing rounds of hot, sweaty sex. Yep, I kept him distracted, and I have zero qualms about it. I’d do it again tonight if he needed it.
“Coffee?” I crawled my full nakedness over him, straddling him for a moment, and feeling the start of another round.
“Damn, Cedar. We shouldn’t.”
“Oh, but we could. We have time.” For added effect, I cupped my own breasts as I licked my lips.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” But there was a glint in his eye and desire spread across his face. “Edge of the bed.”
He flipped me over and pounded into me so quick, it almost took my breath away. That and I was taking care of my own business at the same time. We were on a mission. First to win.
And the winner claimed victory a couple of minutes later, but I came in second a fraction of a heartbeat after.
“We’ve got to get to work.” He gave my ass a squeeze and hopped into the shower, with me following after.
We weren’t ten feet in the door of the airport when we spotted Eric at the desk.
“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you take the day off? Or the week?”