Emma looks at her boyfriend as he continues packing up the truck. He’s gorgeous, muscular, sexy as hell. She licks over her bottom lip and pushes her dark hair away from her face as she drinks him in. This is a man who’s meant to wear jeans and nothing else. He should never wear shirts. His short hair, bubble butt, everything about him … it’s drool-worthy.
As if he can sense her watching, he looks over as he shuts the tailgate and winks while running his hand over his short blonde hair. Emma smiles and lifts her own bag. The one that has all the fun ‘essentials’ that she insisted on bringing along.
Jake comes back in and pulls on the bag, trying to take it from Emma, but she doesn’t let go. He tugs again, pulling her close, then kisses her hungrily, feasting on her mouth as she wraps one arm around his neck, gripping the back of his neck.
When he draws back he grins. “Enjoying the view.”
“Always. I’m thinking that you shouldn’t take any shirts for our trip,” Emma says playfully.
“Then what would you wear for pajamas?” He teases.
Biting her lip, Emma pulls him closer and kisses his jaw, then gives his ear a playful nibble. He groans and rubs his hips against hers. “Fuck, I want you. Are you sure we need to go all the way to the campsite? We have such a perfect living room right here.”
“Because we’re fun,” Emma purrs in his ear as her hand slips down his body to rub over his hard-on. “Because you want to behave so I reward you.”
Jake moans, bites at her bottom lip, but gives in. He lets Emma carry her bags to the truck, then the climb in and head on their way. Emma doesn’t stop her teasing though. She presses her back against the door of the truck and teases his erection with her foot through his pants.
He grips her ankle. “You’re not supposed to distract the driver.”
“That sounds like more of a challenge than a rule,” Emma answers, then pulls off her shirt, revealing her lacy bra. It barely covers a thing. Jake looks over and groans. She giggles and drags the cups of her bra down to tease him. At the same time, she pulls her hair up. “Still think the road is better?”
“I think seeing you topless is always the best option.”
“We should see if other drivers agree,” she teases, then puts one foot on the floor of the truck to undo her shorts.
Jake looks over and shakes his head. “You start touching yourself and I’ll end up crashing this car. Please, babe.”
Sighing, Emma pouts, but doesn’t bother to button her shorts or re-zip them after undoing them. Her panties show clearly and Jake licks over his bottom lip. “You’re such a tease.”
“You love it,” she purrs. “You know you do.”
“I love you and all your games.” He releases her foot so she can keep teasing him.
It makes the ride twice as long for both of them. The pull-off at the first offer of a campsite, unable to resist the opportunity now that it’s presented itself. Jake gets out of the car, then immediately drags Emma along with him, wrapping her legs around him so he can devour her mouth hungrily.
She strokes over his muscular chest and nibbles his bottom lip. He cups her breasts, circling her nipples with his thumbs. Coming up for air, he pants softly. “Please, baby. Please let me touch you, please you, eat you out right here.”
Emma shakes her head but kisses him again. “Oh no. You have to wait for it. You have to earn me.”
“I always do,” he says while kissing her throat hungrily. “Always.”
“So put camp together for us and remember my fun bag. It’s all for us to enjoy. Every bit of it,” she purrs in his ear before arching back.
“Please stay dressed until then? Until it’s time for us to play. If others end up camping near us, they’ll get to enjoy the show, but I don’t want to make it easy.”
With a moan, Emma leans back and grabs her shirt. At the same time, Jake sucks her nipple through her bra, teasing her with the heat of his tongue and the sensation of her lace bra dampening over her nipple. Emma’s back arches as she lets out a soft, breathy moan.
The added sensation of the lace restraining her nipple, rubbing against it, and Jake’s hot, wet mouth is so perfect that she can feel how wet she is. She rolls her hips against his eagerly. “Fuck, Jake.”
He groans and exhales over her nipple, making it tighten as the breath catches on the dampened skin. Emma pants, leans forward, and kisses Jake as she puts her shirt in his hands. He redresses her and then takes off his own shirt, getting to work on camp.
Jake playfully asks Emma to watch as he sets everything up. Emma knows he loves to prove how good he is for her. He sees her as a goddess, as if there’s no one that can compete with her and he has to prove every single day that he’s worthy of her. Emma doesn’t mind all his devotion and worship. She adores him. She also loves being in control when she’s so used to taking a back seat.
That’s why they’ve lasted so long.
“A little further back from the fire, sweetheart,” she calls.
“Sure thing,” he says.
She smiles to herself. He never questions when she requests something or tells him to do something. He moves the tent further back and motions to the ground. Emma pushes herself out of the truck and lays a blanket down, setting the fun bag right there.
He watches it with barely any patience. Emma strokes his chest. “Patience, Jake. I want a nice big fire so I can cook for you.”
“I should be cooking,” he grunts.
“I can handle hot dogs and burgers,” Emma promises. “And you’ll want to keep your energy up for what I have in mind.”
He groans but goes to obedient collect wood. Emma strips off her shirt, fanning herself. It’s too hot already. But she continues unpacking the things they need and once dusk hits, they have a lovely fire to cook by.
Jake can’t pull his eyes away from Emma. She looks sexy as hell, reclining back in a chair, wearing her sexy bra and those denim shorts that barely hide a thing especially since she never did up the zipper.
She’s so damn sexy, so fucking hot and he can’t hold out anymore. He doesn’t care about the food. He wants her. “Emma.”
His voice comes out low and throaty. Emma looks over at him while wiping the corner of her mouth. Some water lingers there, then rolls over her chin, along her throat, and between her breasts. She shivers, making her breasts tighten.
“I want to play,” he decides. “I’ve been good.”
“You’ve been very good, other than telling me to stay dressed.”
“I take it back,” He says immediately. “I want you and whatever you have in mind for us. I want it all. I’m aching for it, craving it.”
“Are you?” She asks, taking another drink, then leaning her head back and pouring the water over her chest. She shivers, goosebumps rising over her skin.
“You’re all wet. I know how to fix that,” he promises. “I’ll get on my knees. I’ll worship you, I’ll please you.”
Emma stands up, putting her bare feet on the blanket, then wiggles out of her shorts in front of the fire. Next to come off is the bra. Jake curses. He knows that there are three other campsites close by and it’s common for campers to say hello to one another. At the same time, though …. It makes it so much hotter. Knowing that anyone could see her, but she’ll only let him touch her … it makes him immediately hard.
With one curled finger, Emma summons Jake forward. He groans and gets up, walking towards her. He picks her up as her legs wrap around him. He kisses her hungrily, palming her ass, pushing the fabric of her panties out of the way, and digs his fingers in. He rolls his hips against her and groans.
“I’m going to make you feel so good,” she promises against his mouth. “In so many ways, hot stuff. You have no idea, Jake.”
“I’m up for everything,” he pants against her mouth before kissing her hungrily. “As long as you’re involved. You’re so ..” he trails off to kiss her again, then again, and again.
“Take off your pants,” she orders. “And lay down.”
She slides down his body, kissing across his chest and abs until Jake’s willing to do whatever she asks. He kicks out of his jeans and boxers, then lays down obediently. Emma straddles him, rolling her hips over his cock so the lace of her panties rubs against him. He groans at the sudden change in sensation and grabs her hips.
“Emma!” He groans.
“This is just the start,” she promises, then pops an ice cube in her mouth. Leaning down, she kisses him with the ice cube trading between their tongues until she steals it back. Her mouth continues trialing over his body. Her tongue goes from cold to hot the longer she uses it on him, but her breath is a chill he can’t ignore.
He groans and lifts his hips, rubbing against her panties again. They’re so damn wet, so damn hot. The back and forth of hot and cold, freezing and overheating is pure overstimulation, but he doesn’t want it to stop.
She drops the ice cube on his belly button and licks up is body until she gently bites his bottom lip. “Keep that there. Be a good boy.”
“Yes,” he rasps. “Yes, yes.”
“Such a good boy for me,” she purrs.
She pulls out a feather and slowly drags it over his skin. She continues teasing him with the overly light feather brushes. As she continues down his body, she trails her fingertips too. Slightly more intense than the feather. The ice continues melting on Jakes’ belly.
He’s overwhelmed. There’s too much to keep in mind. The warmth of the fire, Emma rolling her hips on his hard cock, keeping him stiff as a rod as the lace and her wetness keeps moving over him. Plus the too soft feather and her too soft fingertips training over his side.
It’s ticklish and a turn-on all at once. Feels good, but he wants it to stop at the same time. He groans and shudders. “Emma, please.”
“What do you want, hot stuff, huh? You want me to give you my pussy?”
“Yes,” he groans.
“Earn it. Keep being good. I know you like this. I feel you twitching under me,” she answers.
“You’re so hot, so wet. Let me take care of you,” he begs.
Emma considers it, then leans down and bites his chest. He lets out a wild groan and she grips his cock, feeling how close he is just from all this fun. She knows she’s driving him wild, she loves that she can do it that well.
She kisses the same spot after making sure she’ll leave a mark, then she slowly climbs off him, sitting down. “Strip me if you want me.”
He pants, looks down at his chest, then shoots Emma a look. She smirks. “You might think I’m a goddess, but I see how women look at you. Now they’ll know you’re mine.”
“I never notice those women,” he growls.
“I know.”
“Because I’m too busy looking at you,” he insists while pulling her panties off. “I’m always focused on you.”
Emma takes a deep breath and spreads her legs once they’re free of the panties. She looks up at Jake. “Eat me out, my good boy. You deserve it. Make me so loud that the other campers notice.”
He groans and slides his hands under Emma’s ass, lifting her hips as his mouth comes down on her pussy. His tongue flattens between her pussy lips, then he focuses on her clit. Gasping, she shudders. Just as she gets into the rhythm, he drops some ice cubes on her belly, so they slide forward, just under her breasts.
The sudden cold makes her nipples tighten and her body tingle. She shudders and writhes against his mouth. “Yes! Yes! Jake, fuck! Just like that. Yes! Your tongue is so – ooh.”
He’s too good at this, like he’s tailored his mouth to her and her alone. Her voice breaks as she moans, her head falling back as she pushes herself up on her shoulders. Her legs wrap around Jake’s head as she continues using his tongue the way she needs.
Jake moans with her, then licks into her entrance, then back up to her clit over and over again. He keeps teasing her before bringing her to the edge. She grasps his hair as the ice moves across her skin. The mix of hot and cold makes her hyperaware of every flick of his tongue, the sandpaper texture of his scruff. It’s too good, too much for her to try to fit into her mind.
“Jake!” She yells, hoping someone else hears. She wants them to know how good he is, how perfectly he makes her come, how thorough and wonderful and … “Fuck, Jake, Yes!”
Her voice breaks again as she comes, sucking in air as her eyes roll back and her lips part soundlessly. She can’t handle it. Her whole body trembles as Jake gives her another long lick before setting her down.
She makes a pleased sound and squirms as the ice settles back on her belly. Jake takes one half-melted cube and traces her nipple slowly. Emma moans. “Jake.”
“It feels good and you look so hot,” he purrs, moving the ice cube so he can lick the wetness off her breast. His tongue curls and strokes, so hot compared to the freezing ice cube that was just on her skin that she arches for his mouth.
“Jake,” she moans.
He growls and switches to her other nipple, continuing the mix of torture and pleasure until he runs the little cube over her bottom lip, then leans in to kiss her. Hot and cold, the taste of water, then of herself, it’s overwhelming. She rolls him over to keep kissing him as she reaches into her bag and pulls out some silk.
She slowly drags it down his body, teasing him with the feel of her skin and the feel of the silk. Jake groans as she adds her nails into the mix, using them in the wake of the silk until he’ panting.
“Fuck, I can’t … baby, I need you,” he moans.
“How badly?” She rasps before trailing her lips over his chest too.
“I’m aching for you. My cock is so hard it hurts, baby. Let me please you. Use me, make me please you. Please,” he groans. “Please!”
Emma smirks and kisses him again, wrapping the silk around his cock and using it to slowly jerk him off. He shakes his head. “You’re better. You’re a fucking goddess, Emma. Please. The silk feels …. fuck, it feels good, but not as good as you feel. You’re better.”
“I like hearing you beg,” she purrs.
“Fuck, Emma!” He groans. “Ride me, take you how you need. Do whatever you need. I want you. I’ll … I’ll …” his hips buck as she tightens the silk fabric around his cock. With one quick move she tosses it to the side, then impales herself on him.
She lets him settle as he groans and squirms under her, trying to thrust into her until she squeezes her thighs. “You’re mine to use, baby boy. You made me wait in the car, so now you have to wait to come. You have to slow down and be patient. Because if I don’t come first …”
Emma circles her hips as she pulls up nearly all the way off him before dropping back down on him. His moan is beautiful. She’s sure the whole forest hears it. She claws his chest. “Then you’re going to be in trouble.”
She rides him with blatant determination as he promises again and again that he’ll be good, that he wants to please her, that he wants to give her everything. She rolls her hips while fingering herself. Jake cups her breasts, keeps trying to sit up to feast on her, but she holds him down.
“You’re here for my pleasure! Mine,” she orders. “So you’re going to be a good boy and stay right there. Now fuck me!”
He groans and thrusts up and into her every time she comes down on him. Emma moans and keeps grinding on him, rubbing her clit in tight circles as Jake pinches and rolls her nipples. Their moans are louder than the crackling fire and anything else in the campgrounds.
When she finally comes, she claws Jake’s chest hard. He gasps and digs his feet into the blanket under them. Emma leans down and kisses him hungrily before he rolls them over and plows her the way they both need. He slams into her again and again.
“Yes, yes!” Emma chants. “Just like that, Jake. Fuck me. Make us both come.”
“Please,” he rasps. “I’m so close.”
“When I come, you get to come.”
Jake leans forward to suck and lick Emma’s sensitive nipples. She moans and holds onto him, pulling him closer with her arms and legs until she’s sure she’s going to come. She nods. “Yes. Yes. Push me over the edge.”
“Give me permission,” he begs. “I’m so close. My cock … I want ..”
“Come in me!” Emma yells as she comes, her pussy clamping around his cock until he comes with her, filling her with his seed.
She shudders and moans as she feels his release. He grits his teeth and buries his face between her breasts, panting and lapping at her skin until he goes limp on top of her.
She rubs his back gently with her nails until he shivers. “I’m too oversensitive for that, baby.”
Emma makes a pleased sound and kisses his temple. “Wasn’t that worth the wait?”
“You always are. Always,” he emphasizes, lifting his head to kiss her. “I love you so much, Emma, you have no idea.”
“This round gave me a pretty good idea, handsome,” she purrs. “I love you too.”
They lay under the stars, next to the fire, in the sudden quiet after their lovemaking. Emma smiles to herself. The mix of sensations, the fact that anyone could have seen them or heard them, all of it is so amazing, made everything twice as intense and wild. She wants more of it.
Jake looks at her with a devious smile. “Round two?”
“There’s no way I’m saying no to that,” she promises. “We deserve fun like this.”
“You deserve whatever you want and tonight that means you’re coming until you can’t take it anymore,” he promises.
She grins and runs her fingers through his hair. “Then you better get started.
