Part 2


He can feel her chest expand with a sharp intake of breath as he lets go of her hair and lets his fingers fall.

Tracing the neckline of her shirt very slowly and coming to rest over the swell of her right breast, his palm radiating warmth through the thin cotton of her white tee shirt, his four finger tips gently rubbing over the transition of soft cotton and smooth skin.

He can feel the numb of her nipple hardening in response to his touch as she leans further back into him allowing him to support her weight.

He brings his left arm around her torso as her breasts rest warmly on the top of his arm. Curving his fingers, he turns her, slowly, until she is facing him, her face tips upward the stars reflecting back at him from the emerald depths of her lust clouded eyes, tipping his face downward so his lips graze hers.

Deepening the kiss, her fingers loosen on the straps of the black stilletto heels that dangle from her right hand; finally dropping them and moving her hands slowly and gently up his back, smoothing the cotton fabric under them.

The urgency of the kiss increases as she feels him hardening against her.

He steps forward, slipping his denim covered leg between her bare ones, pushing her back against the large oak tree behind them.

Slipping his hands down her body, he lifts her and pins her between himself and the tree, wrapping her legs around his waist.

His hands slide up the backs of her thighs which results in bunching her black linen skirt around her waist as his fingers linger for a moment against the satin waistband of her bikini bottom, slipping between them and her skin.

Her hands graze his arms before caressing the back of his head and neck.

She breaks the kiss to trail the tip of her tongue against his neck, beginning at his collarbone and ending as she nips at the lobe of his ear with her teeth.

A deep, sonorous moan escapes his lips as his hands return to skimming her body.

Intently, he manages to tangle his hands in her thick, silky hair, pulling her head back against the tree as he grasps fists full, exposing the expanse of her neck and the plunging neckline of her soft navy blue shirt.

With her hair firmly tucked into his left hand, he uses his right to free the strings that secure the scant bikini top around her neck, his lips demanding her arousal by leading a trail of his hot breath from the tip of her chin to the glowing cavern of her breasts.

His tongue traces the subtle outline of her breastbone; tasting the salt residue from the sea and her sweat.

He feels his legs beginning to buckle and he gently lowers her, the length of her body pressing against his as he sets her bare feet back into the deep grass…

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