Page 290 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

“Where are we going? The beach?”

“Not today.”

“Then why are we wearing bathing suits under our clothes?”

“Because the Army might frown on one of their officers driving around in nothing but swimming trunks.”

She shook her head and giggled. “So, you aren’t going to tell me?”

“Nope,” he said, giving her a quick glance and a grin. “Just sit back and enjoy the scenery.”

“That I can do,” she said, pushing her curls away from her face as they blew in the breeze. Her gaze darted about as they left the post behind and began to climb. She laughed again as she bounced on the seat when he turned off the paved road and began taking what could be better described as dirt tracks rather than roads. It was another twenty minutes before he pulled off into a grassy area.

Looking around, she wasn’t quite sure why they had stopped. All she could see were trees, tall grasses and dust swirling from the jeep’s passage.

“Why’d we stop?”

“Loose lips sink ships, you know.”

She laughed and stuck out her tongue as he lifted her from the jeep. “Yes, but, my darling, you’re in the Army, not the Navy.” Her next sound was another yelp when his palm connected with the back of her sundress.

“You might be my little schoolmarm but know that I’ll soon be the teacher and educate you on how to use that tongue, my naughty girl,” he said, and she felt her tummy flip.

He took her hand and grabbed the picnic basket from the back of the jeep. She shrugged as she walked alongside him, not really caring where they went as long as they were together. After fifteen minutes of hiking, Jack having to help her over some large roots and rocks, they stepped out of the trees, and she gasped at the sight of a large pool of water. Her eyes traveled upwards to the waterfall plunging over the rocks of a cliff.

“Oh my, it’s so beautiful!”

“I thought you’d like it,” Jack said with a grin, setting the basket down and pulling her into his arms.

She looked up into his eyes. “Jack, it’s like I imagine how Eden must have been.” He bent to kiss her, and she felt her body instantly respond. When he released her and began to strip, she kicked off her sandals and pulled her dress over her head, anxious to get into the water. When she straightened from placing her clothing on top of the picnic basket, she gasped.

“Jack!”

“What?” he said, his lips curled into a smile.

“You’re… you’re naked!”

“Hmm, and there’s not a fig tree in sight,” he teased, stepping toward her and slipping the straps of her bathing suit off her shoulders, lowering it until her nipples were exposed, both tightening instantly.

She knew she was dripping and hadn’t yet dipped a toe into the pool. Her entire body was tingling even as her eyes darted about. “Jack, it’s naughty…”

He grinned again before bending forward and kissing first one nipple and then the other as he continued to pull her suit down. “You’ll find, Mrs. Novak, that sometimes naughtiness is not only acceptable, it is a great deal of fun.”

She giggled and stepped out of the suit, standing as naked as he. “Remind me to remind you of that fact the next time you are spanking me.”

He laughed and extended his hand. Slipping hers into it, she followed him into the water. It might be naughty, but swimming naked beside him was also very arousing. As they neared the waterfall, she stopped swimming and treaded water. “Jack, I can’t. The force of the water keeps pushing me back.”

“We’ll do it together,” he assured her. “Take a deep breath and don’t let go of my hand.”

She obeyed without question, and when he dove beneath the surface, pulling her alongside him, she found it far easier to swim beneath the falls. Popping up on the other side, she discovered a hidden grotto. They were concealed by the waterfall, droplets splashing back onto them until Jack drew her forward and she found herself pulled onto his lap when he sat on a natural rock shelf.

“Thank you, Jack, this is magical.”

“You are welcome.” He ran his hands against her naked skin until she was squirming, his erection pressed between their bodies. “Now, Mrs. Novak, I seem to recall making you a promise.”

“A promise?” she asked, her nipples puckering tightly as he ran his thumbs across them.

“Yes, I promised to teach you how to use that sweet little tongue of yours.”

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