“Romantic.” Her full-bodied laugh echoed off the moonlit leaves around us. She dug in the pocket of her shorts before pulling out a crinkled pack of Marlboros. She lit a joint and took a hit before passing it to me and pulling her shorts up her legs. With arms stretched above her head, pretty face turned to the starlit sky, she sighed.
“Okay?” I asked just before I inhaled the harsh smoke.
“I am so much better than okay.” I watched the slow smile curve her lips. “So how does this work?” she asked after I'd exhaled and passed the joint back to her.
“I’m not sure.” I folded my arms beneath my head in lieu of a pillow.
“Nothing in public -- I would assume -- still stands.”
“For now.”
“Sleepovers?” she asked.
“Sleepovers are a definite yes.” I snaked a hand over her abdomen and brushed fingertips over her wet sex. She smiled with a shake of her head. “But only after dark, I have neighbors…”
She nodded before taking a puff of the joint and passing it back to me, crawling into my lap. “Whatever you say, Mr. West.” She rubbed her heated body against mine, grinding her hips with an innocent smile on her face. Auburn snuck the joint from where it was burning away at my fingertips and tossed it behind her in the grass before wrapping her arms around my neck, twisting herself around me like a root. “I want you to be happy, Reed,” she said as her palms brushed the sharp angles of my jaw and cheekbones.
“I am.” My eyes caught hers. I didn’t deserver her.
“I mean it. Don’t worry about me.” She stroked her thumbs over my eyebrows and kissed my lips tenderly. I sucked in a relieved breath. The one thing I wanted she was giving me, time.
She crawled off of me and fished the joint from the ground before lighting it again. She sat cross-legged in the grass and smoked as she watched the water. “We should go swimming,” she mused aloud.
“You’re insane.” I laughed and pulled myself up to sit beside her.
“No, I'm not.” She jumped to her feet and yanked me up behind her. “Here, one more puff and then I want you naked.” She shoved the joint between my lips and lit it for me.
I grinned through the intrusion and pulled the unsmoked stick from my lips. “You’re beautiful.” I tapped her nose with my index finger. “And I don’t need this to get naked with you.” I tossed the last of the joint at my feet before stripping out of my jeans.
“Oh...ballsy.” She giggled and tore her shirt over her shoulders and sprinted the half dozen yards to rocky shore. I caught up to her, and knee-deep in Lake Michigan, kissed her as I pulled the straps of her bra down. My fingertips flirted with the tips of hair that brushed against hardened nipples as my eyes drank in her creamy, unmarred skin as effortless breaths turned to labored pants.
“There are houses…” She gestured over my shoulder.
“It’s too dark for them to see, but you may want to keep it down when I make you cum this time,” I growled in her ear and pushed my hand between her legs, sliding through wet folds before I pulled her into the shallow surf with me. Kneeling over her, I kissed at her neck and collarbone, and made my way down her soaked body. I licked between her legs and swirled my tongue along the tightening bud of her clit while she arched and dug her fingers in the sand. Cool waves rushed up her body and frothed in the long strands of her hair before retreating back down the shore while I pleasured her.
“Fuck, Auburn,” I groaned as my cock dug into the sand between her legs while I sucked on her clit and pressed two fingers into her body. She sucked in measured breaths as her hands kneaded at the flesh of her round breasts. The muscles of her body tightened when I hooked two fingers inside her hot pussy and massaged at a tender bundle of nerves buried deep within her. Her hips ground against abrasive sand as I continued to massage and she continued to plead for more. Her fists tightened with each slide of my fingers before she burst in a torrent of moans and cum all over my palm. She sighed and inhaled deep breaths of summer night air.
My hands pressed into the wet sand around her head as I hovered over her, covering her body in the event anyone had heard us. I licked at the delicate skin between her breasts, tasting her sweat and the cold, fresh water before laving my tongue up her neck and nipping at her ear. “We should get going,” I finally murmured while my hips flexed between her legs.
“I want you inside me again,” she pleaded before her fingers ran through my hair in what had becoming a soothing gesture.
“Next time.” I lifted her in my arms, already burning with exertion, and placed her on her feet, trying to half cover her and me as I led her to the shore to collect her clothes. I helped her dress tenderly, appreciating the soft contours of her young body. “I had a great time tonight.”