He looks down at the water, scrubbing his hand over his beard before meeting my gaze. “Nothing. I’m losing my mind.”

“You can tell me,” I press, desperate to know the filthy things he’s clearly struggling with. “We don’t have to tell anyone, anything. Whatever we do, it’s just between us.”

Another battle-ridden groan settles into his throat as a darkness drifts over his gaze. His voice shakes as though he’s on the edge of his limits. “I need you to be a good girl, sit back against that tree, and put on a show for me.”

Oh damn! My heart slams against my chest as I stare at the massive man. I know exactly what he means, but I play dumb so I can hear his demands. “What kind of show?”

He grins, scrubbing his oil-stained hand against his beard. “I need you to touch yourself, little girl. I can’t touch you, but I can listen… and I can watch.”

My clit throbs as warmth spreads between my legs. I’ve never been this turned on in my life.

“Go on,” he nods his head toward the downed tree behind us, “let me see that pretty pussy. Show me how excited you are.”

Oh God!I suck in a slow breath, heart thudding like it’s trying to break free. I feel like a doll. Likehissweet, innocent little doll. A doll he wants to go slow with and get to know before he devours it.

Clit swollen and throbbing, I sit against the downed pine, feeling the scratch of the bark against my shoulders and the sand beneath my feet.

He’s watching me, pupils dilated, his chest rising and falling like a wild beast, desperately trying to control his urges.

I lift my soaking dress and brush my hand across my soft slit, spreading my lips gently before sliding a finger inside with a moan.

“Such a good girl.” He sits in front of me, watching with a hazy gaze as his hand strokes slowly over his denim covered dick. “You’re so pink, so ready. You want to come for me, don’t you?”

My hips move, rocking against my palm as I dig my feet into the cool, wet sand. I’m so juicy that my fingertip slips easily over my nub, and every circle is another rotation closer to orgasm.

“Slide your fingers inside,” he growls. “Pull all that sticky juice out for me and rub it on your pretty nipples.” There’s roughness in his tone, a desperation of a man possessed.

I do as he’s asked, sliding two fingers deep inside of my soaking pussy. I curl them instinctively and squirm as I hit a spot I’ve never hit in this position.

“Oh,” he groans, stroking his hand against his cock, “that’s my good girl. Make that little kitty feel good.”

I pump my fingers in and out a few more times before drawing the sticky mess out with a sigh.

“Good job. Now rub it on your nipples.” His voice is breathy and deep, as though the further we go, the more out of control he’s feeling.

Watching his reactions, I tug each strap of my dress down slowly, exposing my hard nipples one at a time before rubbing my silky excitement all over them.

“Fuck, look at those big, puffy tits.” He leans closer as though it’s instinctive, his breath warm against my skin, though he doesn’t touch.

“You’re excited, aren’t you? You want me to fill that tight little pussy up, don’t you?”

I circle my nipples as he watches, trying to gain control of my breath, but it’s impossible.

“Touch yourself again, princess. Let’s see that sopping pussy come.” His voice shakes when he speaks, and though his dick is still tucked away in his jeans, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a bigger, harder one.

Waves lap against the outer edges of my hip as I tuck my hand back between my legs.

“Good girl. Keep your eyes on me. I want to watch that pretty mouth drop open when you come.”

I do as he’s asked and watch him, watching me. His primal gaze. His broad shoulders. The way his giant hand moves across his hard cock as he watches me.

I’m a goner.

I twist my fingertip over my clit one final time before my thighs tense, my butt clenches, and I scream out in a breathy, blinding explosion that has me convulsing against the bark of the downed pine.

A soft breeze blows, tickling my nipples as Tennessee growls and moves closer, taking hold of the hand that’s still touching my clit. Without a word, he slides my fingers into his mouth with a groan, licking them clean.

Oh damn!