"No, I feel this urge to move. Like I can't sit still but I don't want to disturb you." She rocks her hips forward a little and then her pelvis is pushed flush to my side.
"You won't disturb me, let's try to get comfortable." I turn more to my side and hold my arm out for her to rest her head on. "Roll over, I'll spoon you."
"Kay," she mutters and then she shifts. When her head lands on my arm I use my other hand to pull her ass back into my lap and then kick her knee up with mine.
"Better?" I ask.
"I think so."
I press a kiss into her hair and let my thumb trace circles on her hip. Instead of letting my thoughts wander to our future and how I'm alreadyso far gone for her after one night I keep my focus on her body. On the steady rise and fall of her ribs with her breath. The way she shudders with a deep inhale.
I graze my hand up her side until I can drill my thumb into her tense shoulder muscles. She crooks her head into the touch so I nuzzle my chin in her neck as I continue to knead.
"Let me in Jo," I scold as she lifts her shoulder to try and box me out.
"What are you doing?" She asks and her voice sounds like she's battling between being annoyed and liking it.
"I'm helping you relax. So, relax Jo."
She sighs in resignation as I continue to massage her shoulder. Eventually she lets go and her head falls heavy on my bicep.
I lighten up my touch as I move to work on the other side of her neck as best I can and then I move down her back.
The touching isn't overtly sexual but with each pass of my palm along her skin my body warms and my cock stirs to life.
Rolled on my side like this I can see Jo's profile and she's close enough for me to count the freckles that fan out across her cheek. Her eyes are closed and I watch as she drifts further off to sleep. I can't believe we are together.
She's in my arms.
Jo Hamilton.
My Josie.
A smile dances on my lips as I close my eyes and settle into the feeling of having everything I ever dreamed of in my grasp.
***
I wake from my dream of our future together when Jo stirs. My eyes are still closed as she stretches out and a chill settles into my skin when she sits.
"Come back here," I say sleepily as I paw the air for her.
"Oh, I plan to." She says with a gentle push to my shoulder so I’m laying on my back. "But first, I want you in my mouth."
"Yes, please." I murmur as I feel her position herself over me. I did not dream about sexy times with Jo, no it was all domestic bliss that skipped over all the questions for how we will actually make this work. I think my brain knew the dreams it created wouldn't hold a candle to the actual feel of her body with mine.
Jo already sucked me off last night and I will gladly let her take me in her mouth anytime she wants. I was stiff when I woke but with each pass of her lips along my cock I get harder.
Her hands splay wide as she holds my root between them and the gentle pressure she's applying releases something in my hips and I roll forward into her.
The wet sounds of my length down her throat echo off the walls of the tent and when I look down at her I see the outline of the trees through the fabric and Jo's beautiful eyes peering up at me.
This is nature at its finest.
"You're so good at sucking my cock," I praise and she hums. “I hate the idea you practiced this on another man.”
Jo lifts off of me and a devilish grin spreads across her face. “Porn can be highly educational.” She leans back on her heels and drags her nails down my legs and my toes flex and curl in ten different directions. When her hands reach my ankles she grips and guides my legs up into a bent position.
“Hold these here.” She instructs and I grab my knees.