The sun has set so the only light is coming from the moon and the two lanterns next to us. It’s more than enough and the lighting actually lends a romantic glow to our actions.
My nipples harden against his palms, turning into hard diamond points.
Teller’s hands glide over my breasts and travel down my ribcage. My breath catches in my lungs as I wait to see what he’s going to do next.
“You’re so beautiful, Sutton,” he whispers and I stare up at him.
No one has ever told me that I’m beautiful before, but Teller does it constantly.
Teller’s head dips, his breath fanning over my chest first before his lips make contact. I sigh, letting sensation take over. He trails kisses down my neck, stopping to suck at the pulse point there before he continues with his path.
He kisses down to my chest and then licks between my breasts. His mouth is so hot on my flushed skin that each kiss feels like a brand and leaves me panting for more.
I arch up into him as his lips wrap around one of my nipples and he sucks, rolling his tongue over the peak. He does the same to the other one, moving back and forth and back and forth between the two until I’m a panting, writhing ball of need.
“Teller,” I gasp when his teeth graze over the tip and he does it again.
His hands glide down my thighs and he grips them, tugging them up around his hips as his lips move lower down my body.
When he settles between my legs, my heart starts to race. I expect him to go straight for my center but he skips over it, starting at my knee and kissing up my inner thigh until he reaches my bikini line. He’s so close to where I need him but he skips over my pussy once again and moves to my other leg, giving it the same treatment.
“Teller!” I cry when I think that he’s going to move past my core once again.
“I’ve got you, Sutton,” he murmurs against the inside of my thigh. “Let me take care of you.”
His lips trail along my crease, driving me wild. He’s teasing me, and I want to tell him that there’s no need. I’m already wetter and more turned on than I’ve ever been in my entire life.
“Fuck,” I moan as his mouth finds my center and he licks a path between my folds.
My fingers twist into his hair and I hold him to me as he starts to work me over with his mouth, tongue, and teeth.
He drives me higher and higher, and I suck in a breath and hold it as my orgasm barrels down on me. I’m almost a little afraid for when it hits me.
I see stars and I’m not even sure if it’s actual stars or just in my head.
When I finally blink open my eyes, I see Teller hovering over me, a small smile on his face.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask breathlessly.
“We don’t have to do anything tonight,” he assures me but I shake my head.
“I want you, Teller.”
He studies my face for a minute before he nods and reaches for his jeans. I watch as he fishes a condom out of his wallet and tears it open with his teeth.
He rolls it on and then he’s over me, his cock nudging at my entrance. I stare into his eyes, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he slowly pushes into me.
He kisses me, distracting me as he thrusts into me, taking my virginity. I barely register the sting of pain. It’s there one minute and gone the next. Then all I can feel is Teller as he moves inside of me.
He goes slow, taking his time and letting me get used to his size and rhythm. It isn’t long until I’m moving with him, rocking against him as we make love.
It isn’t much longer until another orgasm is rushing toward me.
“Oh god! Teller, Tell, I’m going to come,” I cry out and he grunts.
His face looks flushed as his pace picks up and he fucks me harder.
“Sutton,” he moans, his eyes closing as I start to come. “Fuck,” he grits out and I know that he must have found his release too.
He collapses onto his side on the blanket next to me and I roll over so that we can look at each other as we both catch our breath.
“That was incredible,” I whisper, my hand brushing some loose strands of hair away from his forehead.
He catches it, bringing my palm to his mouth and kissing it. He moves my fingers so that I’m forming a fist, holding the kiss in place and I fall farther for him at his act of sweetness.
“We should head back to the truck before it gets much darker,” Teller says and I nod, helping him pack up.
It takes us a while to make it back to the truck, but I don’t mind. It’s beautiful out, a slight breeze cooling our skin. We finally make it back to our truck and Teller opens my door before he heads to the back to put the picnic basket and blanket into the truck bed.
Teller starts the engine and we talk on the way home but it isn’t long before my head is lolling against the headrest. I must fall asleep because the next thing I know, Teller is laying me down in bed.
“Thanks,” I mumble as my eyes fall closed again.
Teller tucks me in, pulling off my boots before he leans down and presses a quick kiss to my lips.
“Anything for you, Sutton.”
18
“Prim + Proper?” I ask with a laugh when Teller pulls up outside of the restaurant.
“The food is really good here, and I didn’t want Chet to ruin this place for you,” he explains as he parks and turns off his truck.
“Good thing I left the hiking boots at home tonight,” I quip as he slides out of the driver’s side and comes around to get my door for me.
I wore a maxi skirt and a lacy camisole. It still feels like I’m underdressed for a place like this but Teller doesn’t seem to mind.
“You look perfect.”
“I know, you told me when you picked me up and again at that stoplight back there,” I say with a smile as we head into the restaurant.
It’s pretty packed for a Thursday night and we have to wait a few moments at the maître d’ stand until it’s our turn. I look around the restaurant, enjoying Teller’s hand on the small of my back.
“Hey, Teller,” the maître d’ says with a smile as he reaches over and fist bumps Teller.
“Hey, Steve,” Teller says easily and it’s in stark contrast to how Chet was greeted when I was here with him.
“This is my girlfriend, Sutton,” Teller introduces me when Steve’s eyes cut to me.
“Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too, Sutton,” Steve says with a smile as he grabs two menus and leads us over to our table.
Teller gets my chair for me and I smile up at him as I sit down and Steve hands me a menu. Teller takes the seat across from me and Steve tells us that our waitress will be with us soon.
“What’s your favorite food?” I ask Teller as we look over the drink menu.
“Fortune cookies,” Teller says right away and I can’t help but laugh.
“What? Really?”
“Yeah, I’ve always loved them. The place in town has really good ones too. Sometimes I just go and order a few.”
“I’ll have to make sure to order some the next time I go there.”
“I’ll take you there on our next date,” he says easily and I love how he keeps talking about our future.