Page 32 of Forever C*cky

Not poisonous or not, I don’t want to swim with snakes.

He wants me to come back in there!?

No. No way… of course it was interested in me… I’m fucking fascinating, but seriously.

I don’t want to get back in water that has snakes in it.

I’m utterly unconvinced. I don’t care that the sexiest man on the planet wants me to get back in the water with him. I’m not doing it.

Nope.

He holds out his hand. “Comeon’ back, darlin’. Trust me?”

Trust him? I do trust him… but, I’m not certain I want to get back in there.

Glancing around, I scour the water for any sign of a snake. I see nothing. The water is calm and tranquil. Signing as I start to cave, I take a tentative step toward the river.

Falcon smiles. “Atta girl. Come on out, the water is wonderful and I want to talk more about this being sexed to death business.”

I roll my eyes and mutter, “I’ll just bet you do…” But, my stomach does a somersault.

Within a minute, I’m back in the water. Slowly, I make my way back out to Falcon, my head swiveling all around to search for more sneaky snakes. My eyes find Falcon’s and I’m unable to look away from him. My stomach tightens with every step. And not from the idea of a snake… well, not a cold-blooded one.

I can’t touch bottom anymore, so, I tread water and lightly kick to stay afloat as I reach him. We’re just floating in a circle. Staring at each other. Suddenly, he reaches out to grab me, pulling me into his body. My legs tangle with his under the water as his arms close around my back. My arms reach for his shoulders and lock around his neck. I feel his arousal pressing against my stomach and my legs wrap around his waist, pressing him against the apex of my thighs. He groans and his hands splay on my ribs. His head angles and I lean down to kiss him. My lips nibble at his, slowly at first, but that doesn’t last long.

His arms tighten, pressing me tighter against him, and his tongue sweeps out and parts my lips. I open readily for him. The touch of his tongue against mine sends electricity down my spine that settles in my core. I can feel myself pulsing. Pressing myself against him, I try to satisfy the ache. Instead, it only intensifies it.

His hands leave my ribs to slide down my back and then my ass is in his hands.

Oh, yes… Yes. Yes. Yes.

He cups both cheeks and squeezes, pulling me against him, before pushing me away only to press against me again.

His tongue is mimicking his hips and my hands tangle in his hair to hold his wicked mouth hostage. His hands slip beneath the waistband of my panties and he cups my bare ass. I moan into his mouth and press my chest against him.

He pulls me into him, tighter still, and while still kissing me, he makes his way toward the bank.

I’m confident he’ll get us there. We’re both too enveloped in the burn of desire to have anything sway us now.

My hands are clenching in his hair, pulling at the roots, as our teeth slide and clash together. We’re wild and unrestrained. He moans into my mouth and I swallow it while grinding down on him again.

God, I’m so hot for him.

Somehow we’ve made it back to his truck. I feel the metal of it on my back as he leans me against the side to wrench the door open before setting me on the seat.

My legs stay locked around his waist as my hands leave his head to travel the planes of his chest. I trace his six-pack and my fingers and palms splay on the “V” of his hips. He has a scattering of hair, a happy trail, leading into his saturated boxer briefs. As my hands flatten over his pecs again, I moan as I suck on his velvet tongue and he reaches behind me to unclasp my bra. Wiggling slightly, I work the elastic down my arms and then fling it off, in the vicinity of the other side of the truck. His rough palms close over my peaked nipples and he cups my fullness in his hands. Breaking the kiss, he trails his lips over my neck and down my chest. Leaning down, he capture’s a nipple with his mouth. My breast is enveloped in the warm cavern of his devilish mouth while his tongue worships my rock hard nipple. His head nuzzles between my breasts as he presses open mouthed kisses to the valley, before treating my other breast to the same delicious torture.

Oh, dear God… Yes, please don’t stop…

Moaning, “Oh, Falcon… don’t stop… ohhhh,” my hands leave his chest to press against the seat behind me. My back arches, offering my chest to him. My wet hair tickles my ass and the cold droplets shock my heated flesh as they fall. I gasp at the differing sensations that only heighten my pleasure.

Falcon gently presses against my breastbone while watching me. He grins sexily as I fall backwards on the seat while muttering, “I don’t plan on stopping, darlin’.” His southern drawl is intensified by the huskiness of his voice. His lips trail down my stomach before he teases my belly button with his tongue, swirling it around, causing goosebumps to break out on my heated skin. His tongue flicks out to dip inside resulting in pangs of pure want shooting through me, centering on my pulsating mound.

Leaning down, he presses open mouthed kisses to my thighs. I arch off the seat as my hands close over the leather to have something to ground me. My panties are peeled down my legs, leaving a moist trail from the river water and my desire for him.

His hands rest on the inside of my thighs, allowing me to feel the hard callouses from his work roughened hands. He kneads the tight muscles before pushing them to the sides. My knees part with no resistance. I’m exposed, completely at his mercy as I wait with baited breath to feel him where I need him the most.

Blowing gently, his warm breath coats my quivering flesh. I gasp and jerk; then, his soft lips close over my clit. I moan as he nibbles on it before lightly flicking it with his tongue. My back arches off the seat and I moan, “Ohhhhhhh.” My hands tighten around the soft leather underneath me as he laps at me.

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