The sensation of having his lips on an area that isn't normally exposed gets her stomach swirling in excitement. Her other hand travels up his muscular arm and stops on his bicep while the other reaches around and smooths down the curve of one ass cheek. She breathes in a shaky breath, wanting more than anything to feel that hand further inward, but relishing in the build-up.
Laura turns her face towards his, grazing lips against his neck before speaking against his ear. "Take all the time you want," she tells him. "I'm all yours."
He is enjoying taking his time, a voice in the back of his head telling him that he's not going to get this chance again. So he savors each small taste, each touch, until it's driving him nuts.
He slides the bikini top from her shoulders, gently pulling the flimsy fabric until he can kiss the exposed skin he finds, flicking her nipple with his tongue.
"You might as well have worn nothing," he laughs, moving to pull her back from the tree. He wants her on the warm rock now, to worship her properly.
Laura relishes in the attention, even more when he finally rids her of the offending material that covered her up. His mouth on her sends a wave of goosebumps across her skin and forces the nipple stiff. The sensation has her exhaling a breath of approval while arousal starts to warm between her legs.
"Maybe next time I won't," she replies, humming a soft chuckle. In hindsight she could have been more bold and worn nothing, locked the entire thing to him and him alone.
Stepping forward, she slips her hand away from his ass and lets him take the lead.
Maybe they'll get caught here. He wouldn't mind giving a little show, but that's just him.
He carefully sets her back, shoving his jacket under her head. It might not be the most comfortable makeshift pillow, but at least it's better than rock.
At least this way, reclined back, he can trail lips and beard along her stomach, sliding the bottoms down like they're delicate, like they're the most precious garments, and not a bathing suit only in the technical sense.
"Next time, at least bring in a hammock," he teases, sucking a spot just above her hip, turning it red.
She wasn't worried about someone catching them either. In fact, her mind was a salacious one and there'd been plenty times in her life when she acted on many naughty fantasies. Sex is something she would never stop loving.
Laura lays back, green eyes staring up with a sultry grin. "I was thinking cabana with an ocean view.." she replies, trailing off in a breathy sigh. It's a good idea, but for now, she's intent on taking in how his mouth feels on parts of her. Her back arches a little and she reaches a hand up to take one of his shoulders, fingertips pressing into the back of it as she becomes more and more aroused.
He slides one arm behind her knee and raises his up as he presses his tongue against her, happily tasting her and finding that yes, of course, she's just as he imagined.
A cabana with an ocean view isn't such a bad idea, though, but he's happy enough here with her, the roar of the waterfall in his ears. He slides in close again, tongue dipping against her, inside - it's been a while, but it hasn't been that long.
Static fills her ears, and excitement spinning wildly as a flash of goosebumps erupts across her skin. Laura sucks in a breath, holding it for a moment while she takes in everything that she's feeling before letting out a soft sigh of pleasure. Her hand moves from his shoulder to the back of his neck, fingers curling around the base of his skull.
Her other leg slips up the outside of his frame and bends, locking him in place selfishly because that mouth of his was making her feel far too good. Laura lets out a low moan, her back arching slightly.
He wouldn't dream of moving anyway, but the pressure of her leg pressing against him makes him blood run hotter. All he can hear is the sound of her moan and the waterfall in the background, and he pushes his tongue inside to taste her properly. He works his fingers against her skin, desperate to get her higher.
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Re: For Laura - NSFW Content ahead
Date: 2024-04-30 07:57 pm (UTC)Laura turns her face towards his, grazing lips against his neck before speaking against his ear. "Take all the time you want," she tells him. "I'm all yours."
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Date: 2024-05-01 01:13 am (UTC)He slides the bikini top from her shoulders, gently pulling the flimsy fabric until he can kiss the exposed skin he finds, flicking her nipple with his tongue.
"You might as well have worn nothing," he laughs, moving to pull her back from the tree. He wants her on the warm rock now, to worship her properly.
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Date: 2024-05-03 04:36 pm (UTC)"Maybe next time I won't," she replies, humming a soft chuckle. In hindsight she could have been more bold and worn nothing, locked the entire thing to him and him alone.
Stepping forward, she slips her hand away from his ass and lets him take the lead.
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Date: 2024-05-03 07:04 pm (UTC)He carefully sets her back, shoving his jacket under her head. It might not be the most comfortable makeshift pillow, but at least it's better than rock.
At least this way, reclined back, he can trail lips and beard along her stomach, sliding the bottoms down like they're delicate, like they're the most precious garments, and not a bathing suit only in the technical sense.
"Next time, at least bring in a hammock," he teases, sucking a spot just above her hip, turning it red.
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Date: 2024-05-07 06:07 pm (UTC)Laura lays back, green eyes staring up with a sultry grin. "I was thinking cabana with an ocean view.." she replies, trailing off in a breathy sigh. It's a good idea, but for now, she's intent on taking in how his mouth feels on parts of her. Her back arches a little and she reaches a hand up to take one of his shoulders, fingertips pressing into the back of it as she becomes more and more aroused.
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Date: 2024-05-09 01:14 am (UTC)A cabana with an ocean view isn't such a bad idea, though, but he's happy enough here with her, the roar of the waterfall in his ears. He slides in close again, tongue dipping against her, inside - it's been a while, but it hasn't been that long.
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Date: 2024-05-21 10:55 pm (UTC)Her other leg slips up the outside of his frame and bends, locking him in place selfishly because that mouth of his was making her feel far too good. Laura lets out a low moan, her back arching slightly.
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Date: 2024-05-26 02:17 pm (UTC)