Move the Sun (Signal Bend #1)(72)

“Relaxed. Easy. Getting a chance to set your burden down for a minute.”

In the flickering golden light, she couldn’t read the look that rolled through his eyes, but then he smiled.

“You make me feel easy, baby. You make me feel strong.” He kissed her, and she opened her mouth wide, letting him in, taking him into her. He growled and lay on her; she could feel him thick and hard, pressing against her belly. Suddenly, he pulled away, rising onto his elbows and staring down at her.

“Let’s get out of here. I want to ride with you tonight.”

That came out of nowhere. Lilli loved to ride with him, and that itself was sexy as f*ck, but she had a different kind of riding in mind just now. She lifted her hips and squirmed against his cock, making him twitch and groan. “I thought you wanted to make me scream. I want you to make me scream.”

“In good time, baby. Ride with me. I’ll make it worth your while.” He stood and held out his hand.

Bemused and frustrated, she let him pull her up. They gathered up the blanket and cooler and headed back to the camper and Isaac’s bike.

oOo

He rode them out far into the country, taking winding roads, mostly through farms and fields. Some woodland, but not like it was around Signal Bend. Lilli held on tight and laid her head on his back. She felt Isaac’s gloved hand squeezing her linked fingers, and she kissed his back, breathing in the smell of his leather kutte.

Eventually he turned onto a gravel road in fairly thick woods. They came to a gate, and he dismounted and opened it. Lilli was curious, and gave him a look that said so, but he just got back on the bike and followed the road, leaving the gate open behind them.

He stopped near a small lake and parked the bike. They got off, and he took her hand and led her to the shore. A stand of pines ringed the lake, and there was a narrow, pale rim of sand circling the shore. It was lovely, the bright moon making the water sparkle, but Lilli was confused.

Curiosity overwhelmed her, and she pulled on his hand. When he turned to her, she asked, “Why are we here? Where is here?”

“A friend of mine owns this place. Just a little private lake. Emphasis on private. Since you like skinny dipping so much, thought I’d take you somewhere we can do it together.” As he spoke, he lifted the bottom of her hoodie and pulled it up. Surprised and delighted, she raised her arms and let him pull it off, bringing her t-shirt with it. Then she took over the rest of her undressing, and Isaac stripped, too.

There was a little dock jutting out from the slim sand beach. When they were naked, he got a gleam in his eye. He swept Lilli up in his arms and ran down the dock. Lilli laughed and yelled, “Oh, shit!” when she realized what he was going to do. He jumped, she squealed, and they landed in the water together.

The water was deep and cold, and they both came to the surface gasping. Laughing, Lilli swam away and floated on her back for awhile, reveling in the feel of the water lapping at her bare skin. She spread her legs, and the cool eddied over her tender flesh. Closing her eyes, she let the water take her, her hair loose and swirling softly around her.

Isaac came up from below and wrapped his arms around her, her back against his chest. He swam with her, pulling her into shallower water. When he could stand, the water at chest level for him, he swung her around, pulling her legs around his waist. His cock was there, steely and proud despite the chill of the water, pressing against her entrance. Lilli was completely relaxed and completely aroused, and she moved, starting his slide into her core. With a grunt, he grabbed her ass and pushed all the way in.

“Jesus f*ck, you feel good,” he breathed. She didn’t say anything. She was too wrapped up in the amazing feel of this night, of him sliding inside her. Moaning, she tipped her head back, and he latched on, suckling at her throat, then kissing along her shoulder where the surface of the lake lapped at her.

She couldn’t stop moaning. His hand was on her breast, under the water. The cool had tightened her nipples to hard points, and every time his thumb flicked over her, she twitched and gasped, and he grunted.

He was moving fast inside her, the hand not exciting her breast clutching her ass. God, she could feel all of him. All of him, so hot and smooth inside her, and—wait.

She stopped, resisting his thrusts. “Isaac,” she gasped, fighting for focus when she wanted to keep moving. She was caught up in the way the water buoyed them and changed their movements, made them nearly effortless. She wanted more. But she made herself focus. “Isaac. Wait. We don’t have a condom.

Wait.”

He stopped and met her eyes. He was breathing hard, every exhale coming out in a growl. Releasing her breast, he brought his hand up to hold her head, his thumb on her cheek. “I don’t want to stop, baby. It’s too good to stop.” He flexed, thrusting hard and deep, and she cried out.

This wasn’t fair. She didn’t want to stop either, but somebody needed to be responsible here. She whimpered. “Isaac, come on.”

But he was insistent. “No. We’ll get you something at the drugstore. I want to feel you. So silky and hot on my cock. God, let me feel you.” She was torn. She shouldn’t be torn. She should get loose of him, swim back to shore, and get dressed. And then kick his ass for being a fool. But she loved him, she loved this, and she didn’t want to stop. Still deep inside her, he took several steps into shallower water. When they were just more than waist deep, he unhooked her arms from him and laid her back. She was floating on her back, her legs around his waist, his cock filling her up. He thrust into her with a long grunt, and her decision was made. Or not made. She just let it happen.