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“It feels so good, Nolan. Please don’t stop.” I rock my hips a little into the motion of his tongue, creating this dance of pleasure deep inside me.
I know that no one can see us, but with my eyes shut off from the world, all I can do is imagine. And I imagine that there are people down below who can hear us. People in the distance, hiding in the rooms of their houses with binoculars who can see us, standing on their tiptoes to get a better view of this sexy man make a wanton mess out of me. That idea sends my orgasm into a frenzy.
His rough hands dig deeper into my skin, the burning sensation elevating the need coursing through me.
“Fuck, your pussy looks so damn pretty right now, DJ.” He traces his tongue along my entrance before pulling me into him even more, I slide down off the side of the basket a little and I’m sure there’s no more space left between us.
I feel a strap from my dress fall down my shoulder and I can’t help but let it expose my bare breast. “Fuck,” I hear Nolan groan as I welcome the cool air to breeze across my nipple, taking it between my fingers and pinching it.
I grind against his face, and before I know it my pussy is clenching hard, and I know he can tell I’m on the edge because he sticks two fingers inside of me to help me along.
His tongue laps at my clit, his fingers pumping rough inside me. “Give it to me, baby. Take it from me. You fucking deserve it.”
Nolan’s words set off fireworks, my orgasm cresting, my screams of his name mixed with a slew of curse words come involuntarily as I arch my back and come so fucking hard, everything exploding inside of me.
It feels ten times better than any orgasm I’ve ever had. He never stops working me through my cries, wave after wave hitting me relentlessly. My whole body shakes after coming down, trying to collect my breathing into tangible, slow breaths.
He removes his fingers, giving my pussy one last tender kiss. And though I can’t see him just yet, I can hear him lick my pleasure off his fingers and it does something to me.
Nolan is quiet as he helps me put my thong back on, sliding it up my legs for me before helping me to my feet and smoothing my dress back down.
He moves me to the edge, assuming I’m facing outward, before he carefully unties the blindfold.
I keep my eyes shut for a minute, not wanting to lose all of my heightened senses but the moment I open them, my heart skips a beat.
Fireflies. The entire field below is full of vibrant, little white glows.
“Holy shit,” I say and Nolan chuckles behind me. He places a hand on either side of me, holding me in as we both stand in awe.
The sky is dark, no sunlight is left in sight. But the fireflies light up the sky and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed.
“It’s so pretty, Nolan.” I turn my head up to look at him, and he looks down at me like he doesn’t even notice the fireflies—he only notices me.
“They remind me of you,” he tells me.
“How so?” I look back out, wanting to see them again. The way they dance and sparkle in the night sky is ethereal.
He takes a hand to lift my chin toward him, turning me around to face him in the process. “Your freckles,” he whispers, tracing a thumb across my nose and cheek. “And your eyes.” He leans in and kisses my forehead.
My whole body heats up.What is this man doing to me?
We stare at each other for a few moments, and maybe it’s a few moments too long because now I’m suddenly feeling like I might be on the cusp of spiraling. Why? I don’t really know, maybe it’s because I felt too much just a minute ago with Nolan. Maybe I still feel too much and that scares the shit out of me. Maybe because I’ve never done anything remotely close to anything we’ve done the past few times we’ve been together, and I wonder if he’s done these things with anyone else.
“Talk to me,” he says, drawing circles on my wrist with his thumb, probably sensing that my mind is going to other places.
“Did you ever do things like this with her?” I ask, purposefully not wanting to say the wordwifebecause I don’t like the idea that he’s already been married.
“Jessica?” he clarifies.
“Or anyone else I guess.” I shrug my shoulders.
He shakes his head.
“Well,that’sreassuring,” I say as indifferently as I can, but I know it comes out otherwise.
“Listen, I know I have baggage. And you have every right to be curious. I am a lot older than you and I’ve had a whole life before I met you. But I don’t want to talk about that life with you right now, not when this is the only thing on my mind. I don’t want to ruin this moment by bringing up my failed marriage.” Nolan takes my hand and entangles our fingers together, bringing them up to his lips and kissing the back of my hand.
“I just don’t want to be blindsided. I’ve already been through enough heartbreak to last my life, and with dates like these, it makes me question that whatever this is might be too good to be true.” My admission comes easy, I owe it to myself to be honest about what my heart wants. And really, I’ve always had a knack for speaking it how it is.
