Beautiful Burn(28)

“Don’t make me take that cherry from you,” I growled and advanced on her. Her eyes shot open for an instant before that mischievous smile lit her face. I caught her just as she backed against one tree, and holding her face in my hands, I licked at her lips, tasting the distinctive sweet cherry taste.

“You’re addicting,” I murmured as I fisted my hands through the long strands of her hair. I thrust my tongue in her mouth and delved, finding the abandoned pit laying perfectly on her tongue, just waiting for me to steal it. I caught it between my teeth and relished the taste of the pit she’d just fucked with her mouth, turning it over with my tongue and savoring the flavor.

My dick ached and I wanted to lay her out right on that two-track path and make her mine, but I refrained. I had to get this out. “I can’t stay away from you anymore,” I whispered as I held her face in my hands. “So I’m not going to.”

“What?” The one-word question fell from her lips and into the heated night air around us.

“You want this, right?”

“Yes,” she said without an ounce of hesitation. Another thing I admired about her -- her decisiveness. She always knew what she wanted, and she always chased it with abandon.

“Ever since that night on the beach, I’ve been trying to get you out of my head, but I can’t. This is bad, Auburn. I'm married, I’m your teacher.”

“Former,” she interjected.

“Former teacher and current instructor of your writing class.”

“I’ll quit,” she rushed to say.

“No. I definitely don’t want that. But I don’t know what the future holds. All I know is that I want to be around you all the time. It’s the only thing I’m certain of. But if anyone found out about us, I could lose my job. And Mel is a loose cannon…I'm getting a divorce, Auburn. When we separated this spring we didn't define the terms but I think deep down we both knew it was the end. But saying that word, saying “divorce”, you have to understand, I never wanted that. My parents have been happily married for thirty years, I never imagined I'd have anything different. What we've been doing has been wrong, but I want you to know, with complete certainty, that it's over between Mel and I. A friend recommended me to a good lawyer, I just need to tell Mel and then I'm going to file.”

“Really?” she breathed as hope soared in her beautiful eyes.

“Really.” I pressed against her with my mouth to her ear and my dick nesting between the crux of her thighs, begging for more friction. “But I still want what I want.”

“Okay,” she breathed.

“I like getting what I want.” I ran a hand between us and dragged it up the seam of her shorts. She shuddered when a cool breeze lifted her hair and twisted it around her neck, causing goose bumps to erupt across creamy skin.

“I need to be inside you,” I murmured, slipping the button of her shorts through its loop. Her fingers fumbled feverishly with the buttons of my shirt. She slipped the first few through the holes and then lost all dexterity when my fingers made contact with her soaked center. She shuddered and her hips rolled, and before I knew it she was on the grass beneath the cherry trees, pants down and waiting for me.

I pulled the shirt over my head and tossed it aside, before rolling a condom down my shaft, and finally, finally my lips made contact with her skin. I licked and sucked as I teased my dick at her entrance. “I tried to stay away from you.”

“Don’t.” She sucked in cool night air as her back arched and her hips rocked beneath me.

“You’re beautiful when you’re desperate for my dick.”

She moaned, wanton and beside herself with lust. “Reed,” she whimpered.

“What, baby?” I nipped at the flesh beneath her ear.

“Don’t stay away anymore.”

“I promise, I won't,” I groaned, desperate to feel her. I'd remembered to bring a condom this time, and rolled it hastily onto my dick before finally sliding inside of her. I pushed through the pain of her nails biting into my shoulder as I eased in and out. “Never again,” I assured before pressing my lips to hers and delving my tongue into her mouth.

We kissed and fucked in my parents’ cherry orchard until we were breathless and soaked with sweat. I emptied inside her slick body as she hummed and shuddered with release. “I love fucking you in the moonlight,” I whispered, dropping my head to kiss her sweet lips. I took my time, kneading the nape of her neck with my fingertips as we caught our breath. I finally pulled out of her, inch by agonizing inch, pulled the latex from my softening cock, and lay down in the grass. She turned on her side and draped an arm over my body, tucking her nose into my neck and sucking in a sharp breath.