Page 61 of Cru's Crush
“Ready for a break?” Cru said on one such day when he pulled up at the end of the row on an ATV. I’dbeen out less than two hours, but my shirt was already drenched with sweat.
“I’d love one.”
“Hop on, then.”
“Where are we going?” I asked when he sped past the house and up a hillside trail I hadn’t been on before.
“It’s a surprise,” he said over his shoulder.
Once we entered the wooded area, the temperature dropped so significantly, and I groaned in appreciation. At the same time, I tightened my hold around his waist with one hand and reached between his legs with the other, relieved to find he was as aroused as I was.
“You’re insatiable,” he teased.
“Only with you, my love.”
He turned his head far enough that, when I leaned forward, I could bring my lips to his. It was typically all it took to send my need for him skyrocketing.
Truthfully, just watching him walk toward me triggered the same desire I felt blazing in his eyes and made me want to jump into his arms, wrap my legs around him, and feel his hardness press against my pussy.
There’d been several days when getting in a cold, rather than warm, shower had been waylaid by ourneed to strip each other naked and make love, regardless of how sweaty we were.
When I saw the sun shining brighter ahead of us, I almost moaned in disappointment. However, when Cru pulled over and cut the ATV’s engine, my eyes opened wide and I smiled in delight.
To our left was a pond fed by a waterfall that looked as though it sprung from the hillside. Beneath it was slate, which I knew without touching would be cold.
We jumped off the vehicle and stripped our clothes on our way into the water. I stuck my foot in its iciness at the same time Cru came up behind me, pressed his hardness into the cheeks of my arse, and snaked one hand down to my pussy.
“I’ve been waiting all month for there to be enough water to bring you here. Do you know how long I’ve imagined your legs wrapped around me as I held you in my arms, fucking you senseless as the stream cascaded over us?”
His words alone might’ve made me come, but the pressure of his fingers stroking me made it happen quicker.
“Cru!” I yelled out his name as he held my quivering body tight, not easing the assault of his fingers onmy clit until I was convulsing. “God, what you do to me,” I groaned, feeling my knees give out.
He lifted me in his arms and carried me the rest of the way. Once we were close, he lowered me so my feet were on the slate, then picked me up a second time, this time facing him. At the same moment I linked my ankles behind his back, Cru slid into me, then moved us under the cool current.
“Hold on tight, Daphne.”
I shuddered, knowing precisely what was coming. Cru’s powerful thighs made it easy for him to piston into me. He pressed my back against the moss-covered stone at my back, increasing his tempo and deepening his thrusts. I came at least twice before he pushed inside me one last time and pulsed his release.
We remained under the water, holding each other and kissing passionately. We’d made love every day since that first night, and each time felt better than the one before. Cru knew exactly how to coax my body into multiple orgasms with his hands, mouth, and cock, and I did the same for him. Two people couldn’t possibly have been made more perfect for each other.
He eased himself from inside me, lowered me so my feet were on the slate, then took my hand and led me into the pond via the steps nature had carved out for us.
Once in the coolness of the spring-fed pond, he picked me up again when he realized how high the water level was. He could stand on the bottom and it reached his pecs. For me, I would’ve had to struggle to keep my head above the surface.
“I should callyouBit,” he teased, kissing the tip of my nose. “But I have a better idea.”
I trailed my tongue up the side of his neck. “What’s that?”
He shuddered. “Don’t distract me.”
“Is this a distraction?” I asked, breathing warm air into his ear, followed by my tongue.
“If you don’t stop, I won’t be able to.”
“Who says I want you to?”
He pretended as though he was about to drop me, and I squealed and clung to him. He gathered me back where I was and stared into my eyes.
