head to the pond.” He fought back the urge to pick her up and quickly carry her there. “We do have to kind of keep an eye out, with so many people in hiding.”
They strolled slowly by where Cora was sitting silently. Reaching out to her Rachel sent an invisible hand to hold Cora’s for a moment.
Cora lifted her face to the sky and smiled.
Grinning up at Steven they walked a bit further. Rachel jumped when she spotted Patrick standing in the shadows of a few trees together. She leaned against Steven and nodded in that direction.
Steven spoke loud enough Patrick would hear. “Let’s go sit by the pond.” The silent man acknowledged and then turned back to look in the other direction.
He didn’t want to believe this was his last night with her, it couldn’t be. Dropping his mouth down against her ear Steven whispered. “If we don’t pick up the pace a bit I’m going to throw you over my shoulder and run.” He dipped his tongue in her ear quickly.
She tightened the hold on his hand the looked up at him. Smiling she licked her lips and whispered back as close to his ear as she could get. “You have this amazing talent of making me wet with one touch and a few words.” His restraint snapped and he began pulling her towards the pond.
By the time he was assured no one was in the direct area or heading to this area he was barely able to stop himself from throwing her to the ground. “Over here,” he said roughly. “So no one walking up can see.” He walked around to the other side of a few large rocks.
As soon as she came around the corner he pinned her between his body and the rock. His mouth crushing down on hers roughly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him. He pulled his mouth away and bit her lip. “I’ve needed to do that since watching you dance again tonight.” His lips moved down over her throat slowly. “You are so fucking hot, Angel, I start panting as soon as you walk by me.”
He didn’t know how he was going to walk away from her after this. He pushed her top up and lowered his head. “You are mine.” He whispered between little nips across her breast. He wanted to consume her.
Rachel pushed her hips into him and arched back over the rock. “Yes.” She moaned when he sucked hard on the side of her breast, marking her as his. She grasped his shoulders tightly as he moved to the other one and did the same thing. She tried to pull his head up.
He pulled back from her. “Let me taste all of you.” His mouth traveled down over her ribs and stomach as he pushed the skirt down her hips. Lifting her gently he rested her in a crevice on the rock. He opened her legs so he could look at her leaning back against the rock, open for him. Dropping to his knees he licked the inside of each thigh slowly. He flicked his tongue slowly over her.
She was so wet he moaned against her. Dipping his tongue in he brought it out slowly and sucked her clit gently, savoring the taste of her.
Rachel threw her head back and moaned. Supporting her weight on one hand she reached down and brought his hand from her thigh up to her breast. He kneaded it as he plunged his tongue inside her again. Gasping, she dropped her hand back behind her and lifted her hips to his mouth.
Flicking her clit with his tongue he gently pulled a nipple and looked up at her in the half moon light. The sight of her drove him beyond gentle and he Dropped his hand to grasp her hips so he could rub his face against her as he plunged his tongue in and out of her. Her thighs began to shake as she gasped and Dropped back further on the rock. He wanted to give her all of him. He waited until she began to come and stood, quickly pulling his sarong aside he drove into her and released his magic to caress over her and intensify every feeling she was having. She cried out and convulsed violently around him immediately. He drove hard and fast not giving her a chance to come down. Gripping her thighs he pulled her hips up and slammed into
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