“Does it matter?” Logan asked. “No one will see us.” He kissed her, and the warmth of his kiss rolled through her body. She pressed her tongue against his and felt a rush of desire rise up from deep within her core. This was different than before, more tender, more intimate. Callie didn’t just want this; she needed it. She ached to feel him seal his body against hers.
Together, they stepped onto the shore, and their motions melted blurred together in Callie’s mind as Logan wrapped his arms around her. Together, they tumbled down into the grass and the mud. He kissed her again. She felt his desire and excitement growing stronger as he slid his lips against her skin. She needed to get his clothes off.
She reached for his collar and pulled hard, ripping off the two top buttons of his shirt. The sound of the threads giving out thrilled her, and she fumbled with the remaining buttons before he pulled the shirt off completely. He was covered in a sheen of sweat, and as she placed her hand on his chest, she felt his heart beating hard and fast. Callie ran her hands over his muscles and traced her fingers over his ribs as she reached down for his hips.
Logan pivoted and leaned over her, pressing himself against her as he kissed her passionately, working his tongue against hers, biting her bottom lip before kissing her neck and sending new waves of warmth through her body. He reached down and pulled Callie’s jeans down her thighs, his strong fingers pressed firmly against her soft skin. She trembled in anticipation and fumbled with his belt before finally pulling him free. Logan lowered himself into position. She felt his muscular thighs against hers, and she felt the heat of his erection as he pressed himself against her.
She was delirious with anticipation, and wanted nothing more than to feel that fullness, that connection. She pulled her shirt off over her head, and he brushed her hair back from her face and kissed her again. He whispered, “I need you,” before pressing his lips to hers. Callie let out a little whisper of delight as she felt the warmth of his kiss. Then Logan reached down and spread her thighs apart as he pushed himself inside her. Callie moaned as Logan sank into her core, filling her with overwhelming pleasure.
She wrapped her legs around him and rocked back and forth with the force of his thrusts. Logan kissed her cheek as he sped the tempo, racing his body against hers. Again and again, she listened to his breath rise and fall, gaining momentum as she tried to keep pace with him. Sweat broke out across her body, and the heat deep in her core began to spread through her body, thrumming inside her, echoing through every inch of her body.
Callie slid her hands up and down over the tense muscles of Logan’s back and shoulders, finally digging her fingers into his back and bracing herself against him as the pleasure grew even more intense. She raked her nails against his skin as she felt orgasm start to rise up inside her. She kissed his neck and moaned against his chest, closing her eyes and focusing on the intense bliss rolling through her. She was so close. She tensed herself and rocked her hips against his faster, sliding one hand over his hip to pull him harder against herself and running the other through his hair to pull him in for one last kiss.
As soon as his lips touched hers, he pushed himself even deeper inside her, and Callie cried out as she climaxed. The pounding bliss inside her body crested and crashed through her, throbbing in her veins and scorching her lungs. She gasped and moaned again as satisfaction rang through her, filling her mind with a wonderful fog of contentment. She hadn’t even noticed that Logan had finished too, and had pressed his cheek against the cool earth as he tried to catch his breath. “That was unbelievable… I’ve never felt anything like that,” he said between several breaths, he rolled over and lay next to her, holding his hand over his chest.
Callie leaned back and slowly ran her arms through the wet grass like she was making a snow angel. The cool mist felt great against her skin, almost as good as Logan’s warmth. “So what do we do now?” She asked. As much as she enjoyed lying there with Logan, she had no idea where they were, and she was fairly certain that her happiness would last no matter where they went next. But every moment they lay there was another chance for someone to stumble across them. A shiver ran through her body as she imagined what would happen if the wrong person saw them lying there, undressed on the shore.
Logan kissed Callie’s shoulder. “Aside from recovering?”
“Yeah, I mean what do we do now? Where do we go. Does this mean everything’s ok between us?”
Logan sat up and scratched his chin in a caricature of deep thought. “I think you should woo me,” he said.