She cuts me off this time. “You wouldn’t let me leave.” Her voice trembles as she speaks and I realize how vulnerable she looks.
“Do you want to leave?” I ask her. It’s a loaded question. I know how this is going to end, regardless of her answer, and I’ll show her that tonight was not a mistake. “Because I don’t want you to leave, and when I touch you, your body tells me you don’t want to leave.” I pull the blanket down off of her shoulders, and she inhales sharply as the cool air assaults her warm skin. “Lie back,” I order her and pull open the blanket.
Her soft skin immediately puckers in goose bumps, and her nipples tighten into hard little peaks. I run my hand down her chest, between her breasts, her skin still warm to the touch. Her back arches at my touch, my fingers trailing down her soft stomach. I waste no time dipping my fingers lower and into her warmth.
“Does this feel like a mistake?” I slide my finger inside her. Warm. Wet. Definitely not a mistake. She groans, her legs falling open and I move my finger in and out of her slowly. “Doesn’t feel like a mistake, does it, Saige?”
She whips her head from side to side and bites on her bottom lip. I scoot to the end of the lounger and drop my pajama pants, my erection springing free. A cool breeze twirls around us, and the moonlight provides just enough light for me to see Saige’s hooded eyes.
Aligning myself at her entrance, I press myself into her and she gasps loudly. “Does this feel like a mistake?” I ask her again as I move inside her. Bare. Skin to skin. I want to own her as much as she owns me, and she doesn’t even know it. Her back arches, and I hold her knees open wide as I fill her completely. “Because I’m pretty sure this is heaven, Saige. This is what heaven feels like.”
She closes her eyes and moves her hips slowly with mine. Leaning forward, I pull one of her taut nipples into my mouth, sucking gently while I cup her breasts. Her hands find their way into my hair, and she tugs lightly with each thrust into her. She releases a chorus of gasps, and moans and sighs; all sounds of pleasure as I work myself in and out of her body. With a final thrust, I pull out of her, and her eyes shoot open, bringing her back from wherever her mind had her.
“When we’re done, I want you to tell me what you were thinking,” I say quietly into her ear. A small smile pulls at her lips. “Roll over,” I tell her and lift her hip, rolling her onto her stomach. I press her legs together tightly and slide my arm underneath her stomach, lifting her ass into the air. From this position, I easily slide into her from behind, and she moans more the deeper I go. As I fill her, she gasps loudly and her head falls forward into the cushion.
She’s unbelievably tight from this angle, and she clenches herself around me. “Feel that, Saige?” She mumbles something inaudible, and I can’t help but smile. “Not a mistake,” I whisper, gripping her hips as I feel her come undone all over me. As I fuck her senseless, her body shakes beneath me. I press myself in and out of her; with each thrust and every moan, she brings me closer to climax.
She suddenly shifts, lifting her ass higher in the air and pressing back against me. I fill her as deep as I can go. She groans and rolls her hips against me; she knows what she’s doing to me. “You like that, don’t you?” I whisper into her ear as I lean forward into her. “You love knowing what your body does to me.” She looks over her shoulder at me and slowly moves. It’s enough to take me to the edge. Two more pounding thrusts, and I’m spilling into her. We weren’t safe this time, and I couldn’t care less. Nothing has ever felt as good as being inside Saige bare. She lies on her stomach as I gasp for breaths and soften inside her. I finally pull out of her and fall down on the cushion next to her. She lies on her back and rests her arms above her head, her naked body on display for me. As our breathing settles, I pull the large blanket up over her and pull her close to me.
“Tell me that was a mistake, Saige.” She rolls her head from side to side. “Because whenever I’m inside you, it will never be a mistake.” Her head falls to the side and she looks at me. “And if you ever want to leave, you go . . . understood?”
She nods her head and pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. “Do you want to go home?” I can hear her swallow hard before she finally answers, “No. I want to stay.” Those words put me at ease. She wants to be here as much as I want her here.
“Good, because I want you here.” We lie next to each other and stare at the night sky. Finally, she rolls onto her stomach, exposing her bare back to me. I can see the faint markings on her upper back, trailing along her shoulder blade. The small marks almost look like moles, but I immediately recognize their familiar pattern. With my fingertip, I trace them lightly. “Big Dipper,” I whisper.
“Big Dipper,” she responds quietly before I hear the light pattern of her breathing, telling me she’s fallen asleep. Without hesitation, I close my eyes and join her.