Roses

Do I smirk too often? Am I that cocky? Naw, I just keep finding myself in these amazing situations. You shake me out of my thoughts, I'm midroll and you're getting impatient. I'm not the tallest, but the sight of you looking up at me hands on your hip is just so cute. Sundress hugging your curves just right. I shake my head at the sight.

Hair sitting off your shoulder, somehow haughty yet distractingly hot. I realize I'm still paused. I smirk; Ok I may smirk too much. Your quick scowl tells me as much. I laugh it off and finish. I would never tell you this, but you're the cutest little thing when you pout. I reach out for your lighter and you look at me like I asked for taxes.

Handing it over in a huff. I use it to finish, passing you the blunt and the lighter. You happily snatch it from my hand, your nail scratching my palm.

"Finally."

You say sarcastically before lighting up, a deep inhale I watch as your chest falls. It's a beautiful sight; your strap falls as a breast attempts to break for freedom. But not quite. She teasing me? I think to myself hoping you are, you take two more puffs before passing it to me. As I take it from you. A spark jumps between us.

Neither one of us flinches at the static, we avoid each other's eyes as I take a drag. Reaching out I hover my hand over your head. Your hair starts to slightly frizz.

"Look it's electric."

I cough out as your eyes roll through the back of your head. Refusing to give a laugh.

"I think I'm funny."

I say continuing until you bat my hand away.

"We came here for the scenery, stop goofing off."

You protest.

"I know, I'm looking at the scenery right now, It's gorgeous."

I have my hand on your cheek now, I feel as if I'm towering over you. Opportunity presents itself and I lean in. The mischief in your eyes completely missed by my impatience. I feel your knee playfully nudge my groin. You hold it there rubbing into me delicately until you elicit the response you desire.

"You're a demon."

I joke playfully taking the hint and stepping back. I catch, then follow your gaze; we're surrounded by a park of roses. Large white stones line the ground serving as a pathway. The jet-black mulch stands starkly against that. Growing from this soil beautiful rose bushes, grouped in clusters of solid reds, whites, yellow, and blues.

You walk a bit in front of me swaying in such an alluring manner. I follow passing to you as I do. The warm summer air feels good against my skin. A glance up lets me know the sun has started to set. It glitters through the trees bathing you in its light. As mesmerizing as the roses are I can't take my eyes off you.

We enter the gazebo in front of us, blue dragon roses lining it. You pass back to me as you run your fingers along their prickles. (ROSES HAVE PRICKLES NOT THORNS! Sorry just had to get that off my chest back to the story now. - Lucian) You pass back to me, but I'm not really too interested in that anymore.

No see, I've been catching those little looks you keep sneaking, the ones you're so sure I'm not looking for. That's the look I've been waiting for. We walk over to an area with no blooms, just prickles. You're fascinated by this anomaly, and I'm just trying to pass this blunt. You turn to me, take it, take a hit, and go to lean back.

I act before I think, grabbing your side and pulling you to me. You look startled for a moment.

"I don't think that's the most comfortable place to rest."

I say quickly, yet you smirk and draw closer.

"Maybe I like a little pain."

Your tone is taunting; your eyes are devilish. Intent unmistakable, I take a hit then bend over, you smile as our lips meet. We melt into each other, hands sliding over each other. My hand find the side hem of your dress and quickly hikes it up. Your hand is at my wrist.

"Slow down, what if someone sees us?"

You hiss at me both hands now under my shirt.

"Then, we should give them a show worth seeing."

I say, my smile widening as I slip my hand from your hem to your throat. I pull you to me kissing you as your hand goes south.

"Oh, I see you're not too concerned who sees now."

I tease breaking the kiss and nipping your bottom lip, it surprises you and the strap falls again. But this time I'm here to assist, all it takes is a flip of my thumb and escape is assured. You gasp but my mouth is at your nipple, causing you to moan before you can stop it. I pause.

"You're cool I um..."

"Don't stop now!"

You cut me off grabbing my shoulder, with a grin I flick my tongue over your nipple. It stiffens, so I continue. Circling it, tracing your areola, breathing in the intoxicating smell of you and your perfume. You taste so sweet, with a slight hint of salt. Is it the humidity or me that really has her sweating. I think to myself.

Your nails dig into the back of my neck as I feel your back arch slightly. I've got one nipple at attention. I pull myself away, my hand lingering to give one final flick. I hear you gasp as I brush my lips against yours. My hand at your neck, I feel your pulse quicken. As I caress your skin with my lips moving from neck, slowly to shoulder.

Eventually finding the other strap, my free hand is back keeping the other nipple sensitive and ready. A slight pinch elicits a gasp, with a nudge the second strap falls. I follow the fabric licking my way down. I tease you to stiffness again, I feel you squeezing me through my shorts. I know what you want so I lean back.

There are no words exchanged, just a kiss, as you descend with the last rays of light. A single tug and I'm free. In the dusk watch as you trace my shaft with your tongue. You come to the tip and pause. Teasing me much the same I had you. Then without warning you consume me. Plunging me into a well of warmth and wetness.

You start slowly working me still using your hand, to stroke as you suck me. I feel your free hand searching and it finds mine. I get the message and fondle you while work me. Before long, I feel a distinct pressure on my head. Then I feel me slide into your throat. Somehow, it's tighter and more welcoming than your mouth.

You lean into me as I stop enjoying your breast. I bring my hand to the back of your head and slowly rock my hips. I hear a slight gag, but feel you press down to take the last inch. You hold me there at the steps of heaven for a second. Then you pull back, leaving me harder than I was before somehow.

I feel dick jump and you giggle watching me bob in front of your face.

"Ohh so close!"

You tease, I take a deep breath, finally breathing correctly. I don't talk, just lead you up with a finger under your chin. I push you back to the banister. Your dress falls, I smirk again. I didn't plan for it to work like that. But I'm going to let you think I did. You stand naked in front of me. The moon has just decided to greet us.

It's silvery light washing over us, it's easy close the distance between us with a slight push you stumble back. To me you're light, easy to catch. My hands run down your leg pulling one over my shoulder as your weight settles into the prickles. Your smell draws me forth, playfully nipping your inner thigh.

Before working my way towards the prize, I draw circles and patterns on your skin with my tongue. My touch is ever so light as I do. It's not long before your lips are before me. There's no hesitation, and they part at my touch. Your sigh seems to flow through you as I delve deeper chasing your sweetness.

My hand digs into your hip, while I work my way up. Teasing your clit in swirling pattern before bathing it in long slow licks. Each is spaced out with just enough to hear you whimper for more between them. You sink further back, hips sinking away from me. Drawing my arms into the prickles.

Your fingers rake across my back, hitching as you grind into me. I just savor every drop; my attention is solely on you. Changing my tempo and motion to every flick you respond to. You don't moisten; you drown me. You taste delicious, a rustle behind us causes you to tense nails dug into my back.

A quick glance over my shoulder and my attention returns to feasting on you. I pull a gasp from you before I feel your nails frantically on my back. I get the message and pop up, hiding you from view. Now I hear the light crunch and the hushed voices. You shiver, but I give you a quick squeeze.

With a look from me you relax. You know we'll be fine; we always are. A smirk creeps across my face. A glance to both sides, before hovering above you. Your eyes go wide, drawing an even bigger smirk from me. You spread your legs inviting me forward, while bringing your hands to your mouth.

The steps draw closer; we can hear their voices now. It's another couple, and they have similar intentions to us. They're behind the tree in front of us. The large oak and the side of the gazebo provide ample cover. Without warning the girl lets out a playful yip, without thought I slide into you.

You're so wet you take most of me, I get to see the beautiful sight of your breath catching in your chest. You're fighting so hard to keep that moan in, but I want to hear it. Leaning in close I slide to the tip, before slowly drilling back into you. Sinking slowly inch by inch, feeling you grip and pull me deeper. You're shaking in my arms.

Yet you hold it in hands clamped across your lips. The other couple aren't quite as quiet. We can hear their flirts and moans.

"Well, there's no reason to be shy now, is it?"

I whisper in your ear, as we clearly hear them start to fuck. Pulling one hand from your lips I start driving into you harder. Still my tempo allowing a slight pause after each stroke. The first sound is barley a whisper, a sigh forfeited from pleasure. Like a faucet left to drip your voice grows.

The moans becoming more intense, you can barely keep contained. I shift my hand to the back your neck. As you wrap your arms around mine. My free hand finds your clit and I truly start to fuck you. There it is, I hear the dam before it burst, you yank me close to you and bite into my shoulder.

"Shit!"

I hiss just loud enough that the couple pauses; you tighten around me. I feel the heartbeat in your pussy as it pulses. You're so tight I can't even thrust in you; you shudder one last time against me as I get a devious idea. Pulling your head back, I give a playful but forceful bite to your neck.

Bathing that area with my tongue as I do, startled you gasp, and loosen just enough. I bury myself deep into you. Pumping you with every single inch, I'm at my limit before I can believe it. With my last stroke you explode soaking my shorts and top. I pull out right before I cum.

Taking a breath of relief as I watch myself cum cover your pussy and stomach. There's a moment, and everything's quiet. Then we hear a snicker, followed by the crunch of the mulch as the other couple sneaks off. We're a mess, I have a stupid grin plastered over my face and you're flushed and shaking.

I pull you into a tight embrace for a moment, we're slick with sweat and fluids. I'm still hard and you feel me rubbing against you.

"Stop it!"

You hiss voice still low.

"I think we're alone again; I see no reason to not start round two."

You draw back and look at me, eyes narrowed.

"When we get back."

I feign annoyance.

"Now I have to drive in went clothes."

I lament, catching a devious look in your eye.

"Who say's we have to drive in clothes."

You pushing me back, standing up. I ogle your beautiful naked body.

"You know we're like a quarter mile from where we parked?"

I point out.

"Yeah, but we're in the park, we can just take a path. Don't tell me you're scared now."

You say, seeing me sigh as I pull what's left of my clothing off. You gleefully giggle at my discomfort holding your hand out.

"If we get caught, I'm blaming you."

I jab.

"We're in the woods, who knows maybe we run into that other couple?"

Your comment freezes me; I can't tell if you're joking or not.

"Either way we won't find out standing around here."

You say tugging me off the path. Is she the devil here?! I think to myself as I follow you onto the path.