I reached up and touched my hand in the middle of his chest, flattening it and letting it run down his hard belly to pause at the front of his belt. The heel of my hand brushed against his fly and I could feel the swell of his hardening erection straining against the denim. He shifted and I heard the thud of his boots hitting the ground as he kicked them off and let them tumble off of the edge of the tailgate.
He eased himself back down beside me and cupped his hand at my waist, stroking my skin with this thumb for a few moments before bringing his upper body up to hover over mine. I arched slightly to touch my skin to his, seeking his warmth, and he gently pressed me back down into the softness of the quilt beneath me.
"Slow," he whispered, and lowered his mouth to brush against mine.
His lips moved down to my neck and he created a gradual, torturously slow path to the hollow between my collarbones. The tip of his tongue slid across the tender skin there before he continued his progress down the center of my chest toward my breasts.
"Patient," he whispered.
I was feeling many things at that moment, but patient certainly wasn’t one of them. I could feel his control, however, and knew that if I maintained myself and allowed him to set the pace, there would be something truly luscious to discover. He kissed along the white lace edge of each cup of my bra, then followed the path again with the tip of his tongue. I gasped when he lifted his mouth to blow a stream of air across the damp area, chilling me even further yet illustrating how much my body had heated up since he had come to lie beside me. I writhed beneath him and he lifted his mouth away until I calmed again. He was committed to this slow progression, allowing the burn that had been smoldering to continue to grow naturally. I told myself to savor it, to appreciate every moment of what we were creating together. Once I was still, Shane's lips rested on my stomach. He continued to kiss until he reached my navel, and then drew his tongue back up to the underwire of my bra. I could feel the heat building between my thighs as he continued to coax me.
"Sit up."
I did as he asked so that he could reach behind me to unhook my strapless bra. It immediately fell away from my body and I tilted my head back to enjoy the now-familiar feeling of the cool night air grazing my nipples. It was something that I never would have expected would seem comforting and familiar, but it had become another way that I had become more aware of my body and the sensations it was capable of enjoying. Already taut from Shane's touch, they hardened further, sending a thrill through my core.
Shane's hand cradled one breast and he drew the nipple in between his lips. I whimpered, clutching the back of his head as he suckled me. He brought the same attention to the other breast and I pressed up into the touch. I had never been treated with such reverence and my body was tingling with anticipation, ready for the next delectable attention he would give.
Shane gently led me to lean back against the box at the back of the truck bed and rolled onto his knees. I felt him release the hooks of my garter belt and slide it down my hips and off of my legs. He ran his fingertip down the front of my panties and then further, encouraging me to part my thighs. His finger slid under the edge of the lace and I gasped, closing my eyes to revel in finally feeling the intimate touch. He eased the panties out of the way and suddenly his tongue was on me.
I cried out and let him lift my hips to remove the last bit of fabric that kept my body from him, leaving me in only my white thigh highs, which he peeled off tenderly. I looked down and watched as Shane drew a long lick up through my folds. Watching the act was intensely stimulating and I felt my hips buck. This gave him the chance to catch them and tilt my pelvis up so he could hold it against his mouth. His tongue dipped inside me and I felt my body completely give in to him, readying with a wash of hot, slick fluid. I watched without shame as he continued to explore all of the intimate folds and crevices of my core, then focused on my clit for a few, powerful seconds. One of his hands left my hips and went to his belt so that he could release the buckle and draw the zipper down.
He rose up over me, his forehead pressing against mine so he could look into my eyes. Our breath lingered, twisting and blending between us, and for a moment everything was so still I could nearly hear our hearts beating. I lifted my mouth to his and we kissed languidly for several long seconds. I became suddenly aware that I could taste my own body on his lips and tongue and felt myself react even more.
"Touch me," he whispered.
That was all of the encouragement I needed. I reached down and ran my fingers along his thick, hard length. They found a drop of silky liquid at the tip and I swirled it into the tender head. One of his hands came to mine and led me to grip him tighter, stroking him so I could feel his full length as it continued to grow harder with my touch. I bit my bottom lip, whimpering at the feel of his powerful cock in my hand and the surge of desire to have him inside me. Shane dipped his fingers into his pocket and withdrew a condom. He started to open it, but I reached out and took it from him. I ripped open the package and pulled the condom out. It felt slick against my fingertips like the head of his cock and I rubbed it for a few seconds before settling it onto his erection. Using one hand to hold his shaft steady, I slowly unrolled the condom with my fingertips, applying gentle pressure as I went. When it was fully in place, I stroked my fingertips up his length again.
Shane lowered his mouth to my ear.
"Let me inside you."
I didn't realize that my thighs had closed until then and I opened them so that he could settle between my legs. The hot, swollen head of his erection slid down over my clit and I moaned as a wave of pleasure rolled through me. He paused at my opening and groaned.
"Can you feel how much I want you?" I whispered breathlessly, drawing my knees up beside his hips.
The movement opened me further and brought my hips closer to him, causing him to dip inside me. He drew in a sharp breath and I closed my eyes, my mouth opening, but no sound coming out.
"Open your eyes. Look at me."
I opened my eyes to meet his slumbering gaze and Shane pushed forward, sinking the rest of the way inside me. He didn’t hesitate, but started to roll his hips, the movement keeping him close to me while still nurturing my walls with intense strokes. Each thrust seemed to press a little deeper and I wrapped my legs around his hips to hold him closer to me. Shane tucked his head into the curve of my neck and shoulder and kissed softly. His skin was warm as if it had absorbed the heat of the sun and I ran my hands along his muscular back as he continued to stroke within me.
Though his movements were slow and measured, the pleasure that he was creating within me was intense and soon I felt myself building toward a powerful peak. I squeezed my eyes closed and tucked my head forward so my forehead rested on his shoulder. Shane increased his pace only slightly and I heard his breaths becoming ragged. We climbed together, our bodies sharing in the feelings. Shane pressed into me as deeply as he could and held himself there. The pressure within me suddenly crashed and I felt Shane’s cock give a hard pulse inside of me at the same moment that my body started spasming around him. We clung to each other, riding our climaxes until they slowed and eased, and then Shane eased down beside me. He reached beside us to pull the blanket down and draped it over us. I curled up against him, not fighting the sleep that settled over me beneath the warmth of the quilt and the beauty of the stars.