Page 13 of Wild Hope
I grab her by the shoulders and press my mouth to hers. She moans as our lips collide.
She tastes like apple pie and cinnamon. Her body presses towards mine, and then I’m pushing her gently back onto the blanket.
She falls back and I pin her hand above her head, getting tangled in her hair.
“Kendra.” I breathe her name into her neck, kissing her delicate skin, tasting her throat and neck and moving back to her waiting lips. “I’ve been wanting to do this for a very long time.”
She moans as my hand slides over her tummy and up to her breasts, and I palm one as my finger flicks across her nipple.
“Travis…” Her voice comes out needy and small.
“What is it, angel?”
“Is this really happening? I’ve crushed on you since I was eighteen.”
I smile at her confession, glad I’m not the only one who imagined this moment.
“Oh, it’s happening, angel.”
My lips find hers, and there’s a new hunger to our kiss. Kendra’s body writhes under me, and my hard-on bumps against her softness.
I’ve tasted her lips. Now I want to taste her most intimate places. My hand slides up her skirt, and she gasps as I reach her panties. My fingertips trail over the damp fabric.
“You’re wet for me, angel.”
She bites her bottom lip. “You have no idea.”
My fingers pull aside her panties, and I brush against her sensitive folds.
The little gasps and moans that come out of her mouth make me wild with desire. But I’ll take my time with her. I’ve waited so long for a taste of Kendra. Now I shuffle down on the blanket until my lips find the soft skin of her inner thigh.
“What are you doing?” Her head lifts off the blanket to look at me anxiously.
I give her a wicked smile. “I think you know exactly what I’m doing.”
She bites her lower lip and gives me a cute look halfway between embarrassment and desire.
“Lie down,” I tell her. “I’m going to take care of you.”
“You’re so bossy,” she says. But she lies back on the blanket.
I slide her panties down her silky thighs and over her feet. Once I have them off, I bring them to my nose and inhale. The musky smell of her arousal makes my dick ache.
I stuff her panties in my pocket and dip my head between her thighs, throwing her skirt up to her waist. Kendra gasps as the cool air hits her pussy.
I sit back and look at her, my beautiful pink angel. Her hair is splayed out like a halo, and she’s got a dreamy look in her eyes.
I put a hand on each thigh and push them apart. She opens up for me, revealing her perfect pink cunt.
“God, you’re beautiful.”
My hand stays on her pussy as I lower my head, and my lips brush her sensitive spot.
She bucks at the contact.
“Travis… “
I love the way she says my name, all whiny with need.
