She ran around, her arms spread apart as she felt the rain kiss her face. He stood under the protection of a tree, watching her as her tongue escaped her mouth and felt the rain.

"This is the first time it's rained this hard!" she yelled to him over the thunder. He stared up at the sky, noticing the dark clouds slowly replacing the sunshine and blue sky.

" I think we should go inside," he warned her, knowing that she'd probably dispute. But she surprised him by saying, " On one condition. Come here." She gestured for him to follow her into the pouring rain. There wasn't a noticeable speck of rain on him, so it wasn't a surprise to her when he answered, without a second thought, "No."

"Please?" She smiled cutely at him. "The rain won't hurt you." The second she finished her sentence, a loud thunder shook the earth not too far from them. He chuckled and said, "Right. It won't hurt me." As he turned to walk away towards his comfy and warm home, she ran over to him while whining, "Come on," hoping this might help her gain two extra minutes of them being outside together. She turned him around and wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. He pulled his arms around her back as they hugged under the tree in comfortable silence. He felt his clothes begin to dampen due to her soaked clothing.

He hated the feeling of wet clothes clinging to his skin; it made him very uncomfortable, which is why he finally said, "Come on, let's go inside."

"I don't want to" she answered quickly brushing her body against him. Incidentally, her pelvis brushed his as she tried to hold him closer. Every part of their bodies were pushed against each other. Their thighs, their chests, their necks, and now their groins.

"We need to go. Now." He thought ordering her might cause her to let go. He didn't want her to know that he was a bit uncomfortable below the belt.

"Give me one good reason why I should let go." She loosened her hold on him so she could stare into his intense brown eyes. He stared back at her as he said, " If you don't let go, I'll be forced to do things I might end up regretting later."

She chuckled and returned back to her previous position.

"Like what?" she new the answer, but enjoyed teasing him. He was getting hard with her being so close and was uncomfortable with the fact that she knew this very well.

"Like fucking you, now let go" he answered, clearly annoyed with her stubbornness. He tried gently pushing her off him, but this just tightened her grip on him. Chuckling at his retort and action, she stood on her tippy toes, positioned herself near his ear and whispered, "That's a reason as to why I should hold on." His eyes widened as he heard this, disbelieving that she had actually said this.

The sexual tension was too much for him to bear. He pulled away from her, pushed her against the mountainous tree and thrust his lips onto hers. She immediately reciprocated. He pushed his tongue into her mouth as he tasted her. She moaned as his hands felt up and down her body and slowly brushed against her clothed breast. She pulled away from their kiss to allow the oxygen to reenter her lungs. He took this opportunity to place his hands on the back of her thighs, pulling her up and onto him as she wrapped her legs around his lower back. One of his arms held her rear, while the other wrapped around her back. He then slowly made his way along the path inside his home.


He threw her onto the bed as he unbuttoned his shirt. She looked up at him, not able to take her eyes off what he had just revealed to her.

After he had gotten rid of his shirt, he walked up to her and lay on top of her. He reconnected their kiss and began to slowly pull off her clothes. He pulled off her shirt, along with her bra. Without her noticing, he unbuttoned her capris and pulled them off of her body.

He stood up beside the bed in order to pull off his jeans. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed herself up as well, keeping their lips attached. She lowered her arms around his body and tentatively touched his chest. She felt his rapid heartbeat beneath his toned and muscular skin. He slowly lay her back down, not being able to stop touching her soft skin. His hands roamed her body until they stopped at her breasts. He softly pinched her nipples between his fingers, which caused her to moan archaically. Her sounds alone drove him wild.

He positioned himself to enter her, his lips never planning on leaving hers. When she understood this, she spread her legs wider, a nonverbal permission to continue with what he's been wanting to do for a long while now. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her. His hands softly rubbed her sides as they went up and down her body, which elicited a soft moan. He could tell that she was becoming impatient by the way she pushed her hips up towards him, but he wanted this feeling to last; this feeling that let him know that she, in a few moments, will be his. He slowly rubbed her nipples, then brought his right hand lower, his left still working on that nipple. He outlined her navel and brought his hands even lower. He felt her soft curly hair and pushed her lips apart, thrusting his middle finger through them, feeling her wetness. She wasn't just wet, she was soaked. She had known it and now he did too. He slowly stopped their kiss and traveled down her neck to her collar bone, then down to the the alley between her breasts. He softly bit her and continued lower, leaving a trail of kisses. He had finally reached his destination and slowly parted her lips again, this time with his tongue. She moaned loudly as she felt his tongue flicker against her clit. He held onto her thighs by circling his arms around them as he swallowed the juices that flowed out of her. She shut her eyes and clutched onto the pillow underneath her. She focused on the pleasure he was causing; she knew she couldn't take it much longer. With that thought, she came with her first orgasm that night. Her back arched and her moan echoed throughout the house. He swallowed the last of her juices that flowed and pushed himself up to face her. He hadn't tried to kiss her, thinking that she wouldn't want that, after what he had just done. But she surprised him the second time tonight as she planted her lips on his, immediately pushing her tongue into his mouth, tasting herself on him. He pushed her legs apart with his knee and softly rubbed her nipples between his fingers. Catching her off guard, he grabbed a hold on her wrists and pushed them apart and against the bed. Her eyes widened and she broke the kiss. "What are you doing?" she asked him curiously, but yet slyly.

"Taking control," he answered, out of breath.

Without another word his lips were reattached to hers and he slowly pushed his manhood against her entrance. He pushed himself inside of her, watching the expressions on her face, ready to slow down if there were any signs of pain. She gasped as he pushed himself inside. He felt amazing as he traveled into her, feeling her tight and wetness. She moaned into his ear when he was fully inside of her. He obtained a quick rhythm and with every thrust, was heard her moan.

He began to speed his rhythm, readjusting her arms by pinning them above her head. Her nails clawed into her palms as he continued driving himself into her, lost in the pleasure of his actions. He knew she was about to come by her faltering moans and speech.

"UGH! I'm gonna come! I-I-…Ahhh!"

Her tunnel convulsed around his shaft, which was enough to drive him over the edge. He groaned as he emptied his load inside of her. They stayed in their positions, letting the waves of pleasure ride through them. He slowly released her arms, pulled out of her, and rolled onto his back.

Out of breath, she whispered, "Shit, that was amazing."

He turned to her and smiled. "Yeah, it was" and softly placed his lips on hers, wishing that this moment would last forever.