As Kendall and I continued our walk hand in hand back to my condo, I intentionally trailed slightly behind her, unable to resist staring at the way the thin silk material of her dress clung to her beautiful ass crack. I felt like the luckiest man in the world to be taking her home.

Adjusting my pants to combat my almost painful hard on, I glanced over at the lake in the distance. Since it was pretty much bedtime in these parts, I knew we’d have it all to ourselves. My neighbors barely ventured out to the lake even in the daytime.

Needing to prolong this night, I asked, “Wanna head down to the water? Go for a swim?”

Head.

There was my dirty mind again. I just couldn’t shut it off tonight.

“I don’t have a swimsuit. This dress is dry clean only. I can’t get it wet.”

Wet.

Fuck.

I raised my brow. “I was thinking we’d swim without clothes, actually.”

“Oh…that kind of swim.” She bit her bottom lip and smiled. “Sure, Captain. I’m up for anything tonight.”

Anything.

Kendall squealed as I suddenly lifted her off her feet and ran toward the lake while she wrapped her hands around my neck. Unable to remember the last time I’d been this horny, I felt like a teenager. I also couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this happy. Perhaps, it was sometime before Lucy died. All I knew was there was no mistaking how happy Kendall was making me feel tonight.

When I planted her back down on her feet, she looked up at me. I was still wearing my pilot’s uniform as I towered over her. She watched every movement of my hands as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and threw it onto the grass. We were far enough away from the nearest house that I knew no one would catch us naked at this hour. I wasn’t holding back.

After whipping my belt out of my pants, I unzipped and stepped out of them, then placed my hands on my hips while staring down at her ogling me.

Her eyelids were heavy, filled with lust as she looked down at my engorged cock that was practically bursting out of my boxer briefs. I fucking loved the way she was looking at me. It only made me harder. Not even trying to hide my arousal, I wanted her to see what she was doing to me.

“I assume you can swim, Perky?”

She finally looked back up and met my stare. “Yeah. I can do a mean back stroke.”

Stroke.

Fuck.

My dick twitched.

Walking slowly toward her, I said, “I can stroke pretty well myself.”

She cleared her throat. “Or stroke yourself pretty well?”

I wrapped my arms around her waist. “Yeah…that.”

“I bet you can. What about the breast stroke?” she muttered, clearly affected by my touch.

Kissing down her neck and over her breasts, I said, “What about it?”

“Would you like to stroke yourself between my breasts, Carter?”

Fucking hell.

My dick was throbbing now.

“I’ve been dreaming about coming all over those beautiful, perky tits since the airport lounge. You’re killing me, dirty girl. I’m drowning, and we haven’t even gone near the water yet.”

“Don’t worry. If you drown, I know mouth to mouth.” She smiled against my lips.

Tugging at the strap of her dress, I asked. “Can I take this off?”

She nodded silently. I lifted her dress over her head then unsnapped her bra from the front, letting it fall. I couldn’t resist taking her nipple into my mouth and ever so gently tugging on it with my teeth. I let out an unintentional growl, starting to feel myself come apart.

As I gripped her thong and slowly slipped it down her legs, I took notice of how wet it was. That proved our dirty talk had gotten to her just as much as it had gotten to me.

There was a slight chill in the air, and when she shivered, an enormous need to warm her up prompted me to pull her naked body closer into me. Things spiraled out of control pretty quickly from there.

When two people are connected in the way that Kendall and I were, words aren’t always necessary. Her nails were digging into my back. Her heart was pounding against mine. With every fiber of her being, she was telling me that she was ready to surrender to the enormous pull that had existed between us ever since that very first encounter in the airport. There wasn’t a shred of resistance left between us.

Right there, under the magnificent moon, I knew in my gut that we weren’t even going to make it down to that water. I was going to take her right here on what was technically private lakefront property.

Holding her face in my hands, I kissed her with everything in me as she raked her fingers through my hair. We collapsed onto the dewy grass as I bore down onto her with all of my weight, covering her body with mine.

Through the fabric of my boxers, I desperately grinded my cock against her clit over and over as she writhed under me. She was soaking my underwear with her heat, and the need to feel that wet pussy wrapped around my cock was unbearable. We were rubbing against each other like two oversexed teenagers. Her hips bucked. Without using words, she was begging me for more.

I broke our kissing just long enough to say, “Can’t hold back anymore, Kendall. You keep that up, I’m gonna come all over you when I’d rather come inside of you.”

“Come inside of me then.”

“Seriously, tell me to stop. Otherwise, I’m about to fuck you on some old person’s grass.”

She responded by pulling me harder into her and wrapping her legs around my back as she worked to pull down my boxer briefs.

Frantically, I patted my hands out in search of my pants. I’d slipped a single condom in the back pocket, which I’d carried for some time. I never quite knew if I would lose it at any given moment with her; I needed to be prepared and thanked fuck I’d remembered to bring it with me tonight. That condom had followed us around since Rio.

Fumbling with the wrapper, I’d never opened one so fast in my life. Sheathing it over my cock, just the thought of what I was about to feel for the first time was enough to make me explode before it even started.

Sinking into her was euphoria. Her tight pussy stretched for me with every inch deeper that I moved inside of her. Unable to resist, I fucked her hard at a desperate pace. It was the rawest, most spontaneous sex I’d ever experienced. It was desperate in part because even as I lay naked on the grass, balls deep inside of her, I still had no idea if I was going to lose her in a matter of days.