He moved steadily toward her, not stopping until he was standing right in front of her. She was a tall woman at five foot eight, but Jackson was several inches over six feet. He made her feel almost petite and she was very aware of her femininity and the differences between them. Her pulse quickened.
His large body shaded hers and she had to blink so that her vision could adjust. He leaned down, his lips grazing the swell of her breast as he continued lower. Her hands, still cupping her breasts, tightened in reflex. He blew over her tight nipple. “That’s it,” he crooned. “Offer yourself to me.” His tongue flicked over the nub, teasing it, tormenting it. “Give yourself to me.”
There was no thought of denying him. She wanted him to the point of madness. Heat flooded her core and she was surprised that the water around them wasn’t boiling or at least steaming. She made a low sound deep in her throat that he took as agreement, drawing her nipple into his mouth and suckling.
Emerald tipped back her head and closed her eyes. She swayed in the water, almost weightless. Needing something to anchor herself, she slid her hands over his strong forearms, across his shoulders and neck, until her fingers were tangled in his hair. Gripping him tight, she held him to her as his mouth continued to pleasure her breasts. First one and then the other.
“Jackson,” she groaned. She wanted more. Needed more. Her fingernails dug into his scalp as he carefully grazed her breast with his teeth before tugging gently on the swollen tip.
His large hands cupped her ass, squeezing and caressing as they moved around her hips. “Spread your legs,” he instructed as his fingers kneaded the front of her thighs.
She shifted her feet apart and had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as the cool water rushed between her legs. A gasp escaped when his fingers parted her and began to caress the slick folds. Without hesitation, he slipped one finger inside her. Her hips swayed toward him. One finger became two as he continued the in-and-out motion in a steady, unhurried rhythm.
“Jackson!” she cried almost mindlessly as he suckled her breasts and fucked her with his fingers. The heat of the day wrapped around her in a thick blanket, blocking the harsh realities of the world, at least for the moment. The pond water lapped around her belly, a cool caress.
Jackson’s mouth and fingers coaxed her forward, leading her closer and closer to orgasm. This man barely had to touch her and she was ready to explode. Her skin tingled as the heat built within and without. His fingers stretched the delicate muscles within as he stroked deep, finding the sweet spot as he withdrew. His thumb stroked the hard nub of nerves at the apex of her sex.
Emerald gasped, her breath coming harder and faster. Her toes curled into the small stones lining the bottom of the pond. Her entire being was stretched tight and ready to snap. A low keening sound broke from her lips as she shattered. Her inner muscles convulsed and her body shook as she came. Heat and relief flooded through her veins, making her blood thicken.
Carefully, Jackson withdrew his fingers and straightened. She clutched him tight, not wanting him to leave her. His cock was hard and hot against her belly as he pulled her close. His arms came around her and she felt his lips against her forehead.
Smiling, she blinked away the lethargy threatening to swamp her and looked up at him. His face was a mask of unfulfilled desire, yet she could see the pleasure and satisfaction in his eyes. Jackson was a very giving man and now she wanted to give back to him.
He lifted her suddenly and she automatically wrapped her arms and legs around him. Jackson groaned as the head of his cock brushed against the heat of her pussy. She squirmed until the tip was positioned at the opening and pressed down. About an inch slipped inside her. Just enough to tease her and make her moan.
“I don’t have any protection with me.” Jackson began to slosh back to shore, each step driving him a bit deeper inside her. She bit the inside of her mouth to keep from screaming. Her head was spinning from the combination of heat and building desire. She’d just orgasmed, but already she could feel the familiar ache low in her belly.
Burying her face in his shoulder, she sighed, knowing that he was right and they couldn’t take a chance. It was hard though. Sometimes being a responsible adult sucked.
He carried her easily, which was quite a treat for a woman of her size. His strength astounded her. He was always so careful with her that it was easy to forget just how powerful he was.
She couldn’t quite swallow back the moan of disappointment as he lifted her off him. She unhooked her feet from around his waist and her legs slid down his flanks to hit the soft grass underfoot.
The coolness of the shaded trees felt good against her hot skin. She sighed when he released her, thinking he was getting dressed. But instead, he shook out the towel that she’d brought with her and spread it on the ground. Lowering himself to it, he reached out and captured her hand, tugging her down beside him. He sprawled out on the ground and lifted her so that she was straddling his waist.
Emerald pressed her hands against his chest for balance. This position had potential. She’d wanted to touch him, to pleasure him in the same way he’d done for her. This was too good an opportunity to pass up.
His skin was warm beneath her fingers, and as she stroked upward, she felt the ripple of muscles beneath them. The man really had an incredible chest. His waist was lean, his torso banded with the classic six-pack and his shoulders were wide. He had just the right amount of hair on his chest to be sexy. She tangled her fingers in it as she continued to caress him.
Leaning forward, she brushed her lips against his. His tongue swept out to lick at her mouth and she parted her lips, inviting him inside. Their tongues tangled as their kiss deepened. He tasted so good. Hot and masculine with a touch of peppermint.
One hand cupped the back of her head, tilting it slightly to give him a better angle to kiss her. The other cuddled her ass, kneading the white mounds. He did seem to enjoy touching her there.
The tip of his cock nudged her behind, reminding her of what she planned to do. It was all too easy to get lost in the magic of Jackson’s kisses and forget about everything else. And that she wasn’t about to do.
She broke away from his lips and kissed his strong jaw. It was the middle of the afternoon, but already she could feel the bristles of his beard against her skin. She worked her lips down the strong column of his neck and across his collarbone as she shifted lower.
Jackson dropped his hands back to his sides and she raised her head. “I’m all yours, baby.” Usually, she didn’t like when men called her baby, but the way Jackson said it made her pussy clench with need.
She smiled as she lowered her head again. She planned to make him groan and squirm before she let him come. She lapped at one flat brown nipple before doing the same thing with the other. A deep rumbling sound rose from deep in his chest. He sounded like a big cat purring.
Emerald continued to kiss a path over his chest, stopping to swirl her tongue in his navel. He sucked in a breath as her hair brushed over his belly and then lower. Intentionally, she blew on his cock as she allowed the long, curly strands of her black hair to wrap around it.
His fingers tangled in the mass and he tugged. “I’m too close,” he panted. “You keep that up and I’ll come.”
“We wouldn’t want that to happen, now would we?” she all but purred.
Jackson gave a bark of laughter. “You minx.”