I scrub my beard. “I didn’t even have a line.”
“Oh, he has lines. Wait for the next couple episodes. He ad-libbed. Charmed all the ladies on the set.” Ronni clasps my hand. “When you get back from your honeymoon, we’ll have a binge night of Connor at our place.”
Jen jokes, “Ronni, had I known he had the charisma he has on screen, I may have never ditched his ass.”
“Hey!” Becca puts her hands on her hips.
Jen smooches her wife. “Just kidding, babe. Connor’s abs and big dick are Ronni’s property now.”
“Okay, if the night is devolving into dick references, we’re outta here. I’m going for the real thing.” Alex grabs Jace’s hand. “It’s honeymoon time. Time to go.”
Everyone shuffles out, including Ronni and me. After the wedding, my mom and dad took the twins to their house for the night, so we have a rare night alone. Fifteen minutes later and we’re pulling into our driveway.
I’m in the bathroom brushing my teeth when I notice Ronni slip out the sliding glass door to our private patio overlooking the lake. She has an armful of blankets. I follow her outside to find her lighting the firepit and several heaters arranged around our custom pod. It’s an upgraded replica of the ones we used to nestle in at the Malibu house. Made with material that’s resilient to the weather in the Pacific Northwest.
“Whatcha doin, Mae?” I shiver. I’m shirtless, wearing just boxer briefs. My nipples are tight from the cold.
She looks up from where she’s tossing the blankets. “Get over here. Don’t stand out here in the cold without any clothes on. At least not yet.”
“What are you up to?” I stalk her.
She backs up and scurries deep into the pod and pulls up the blankets. Pats the spot next to her. Looks down at the prominent bulge in my boxers and licks her lips. “I could ask you the same thing.”
“You ready for a shagging to end all shagging?” I strip off my boxers and crawl next to her, forgetting the cold. With the heat of the fire and the thick, plush blankets, we’ll be warm enough on this crisp, clear night.
“You didn’t think I’d let all those people ogle you without a reminder of whoactuallyowns all this.” She gestures to my body. Winks. Pulls back the covers to reveal she’s wearing the sheerest of sheer nighties. Her ripe, pink nipples jut out. No underwear.
I take her in my arms and kiss the bejeezus out of her. “You own me, there’s no question, Mae.”
Ronni takes me in her hand and pumps. Rubs her thumb over my crown as our tongues dance and swirl. I grip the back of her head to hold her in position. Her hand works me faster and harder until I nearly lose my shite. I grip her wrist. Shake my head. Lay her back against the cushions.
She lets go and stretches her arms above her head so I can pull off her lingerie. I feast on her perfect breasts and stroke her clit so lightly, she squirms to make contact. Her little huffs of frustration are so cute. “Lie still, my love. Let me make you come.”
Her fingers thread through my curls as I sip and nibble on her nipples. Swirl my finger in tight circles around her perky nub. Slide it through her slickness to her opening. I work my way down her body and bury my face in her sweet cunt. Drag my beard along her inner thighs while my tongue traces every millimeter of her pussy.
“You’re driving me insane.” Ronni bucks against me. “I’m so close. So far. Please.”
I suck her clit between my lips. Gently, at first. Then,hard. Her body seizes.
“Ohhhhmyyyygodddd.” Ronni’s shriek echos across the lake. I don’t stop, though. Who the feck cares if someone hears me pleasuring my woman? It’s not like they’ll know it’s us.
Her stomach is still contracting from the epic orgasm when I kneel, press her thighs apart so I can cup her ass and drag her body up until her overstimulated pussy rests against the base of my cock, which twitches against my belly. Anxious to plunge inside its home. I want to draw it out a bit for us both, though. Using my thumbs, I spread her lips apart. Cant my hips slightly so the backside of my cock gets good and wet.
“Jaysus.” My eyes roll back in my head.
I slide my hands back down to Ronni’s hips and yank her closer. “Ohhh.” Ronni’s head thrashes from side to side. She clasps my wrists in her hands to keep the contact steady. We’re not moving, but tingles rush down my spine. My dick head slides against her sweet cunt. I thrust and the energy between our most private of parts sparks.
I can wait no longer.
I guide my cock inside of Ronni. She moans. I lean forward and cage her head with my arms. My hips roll in a wavelike motion. “My God, Mae. My God. I could fuck you like this forever.”
She wraps her arms around me. Our lovemaking is not urgent. It’s reverential. My hands roam over her body. I kiss and suckle her lemony essence wherever my lips can reach.
We roll and switch positions effortlessly. She rides me for a while, matching our earlier pace. Her fingers spread across my chest when she leans forward and undulates in circles. I reach down to flick her clit, which is swollen and pulsing.
“Ahhhhhhh.” Ronni clenches around me. My cock is squeezed tightly in her inner walls and I couldn’t stop my impending eruption if I tried.
We lay wrapped together under the blankets for a long while. I stroke her back. She circles my nipple with her finger. Staring at the dark, starry night. Listening to the lake lapping at the dock below us.