the floor of the Jeep.
Sure enough he found a couple of shining foil packages in the heap. He retrieved one, holding his prize between them.
Di reached for it. "I always wanted to see if I could do this. I'd like to touch you."
Her words surprised him. Just how inexperienced was she?
Most women didn't ask, they just dove right in. "Go for it."
She tore open the package, then hesitated. The rise and fall of her shapely chest reminded him he'd yet to see her breasts. He wanted to see them...touch them. But more than that, as she reached a shaky hand toward him, he wanted her fingers wrapped around him.
Her contact was tentative at first. She ran a single finger down the length of him. "So soft, velvety."
She grabbed hold, wrapping her fingers firmly around him. "At the same time, like steel. If I had one of these, I'd be touching it all the time. It feels wonderful."
"Oh, Lord, you're killing me."
She dropped little Jake like a hot potato. "Sorry. Did I hurt you?"
"No. I was about to embarrass myself and I want to show you a good time. How about we get you out of this dress before I have to go shopping for another one? Turn around."
Her compelling glance communicated how much she wanted him and then she complied. His world shifted, just enough for him to recognize he might be headed for trouble. Jake ignored the warning and forged ahead.
He lifted her hair aside to get to her zipper. When he peeled the dress over her shoulders, he had the distinct sensation of being kicked in the gut. Her pale skin glimmered in the sun, and the view of her from behind as he let the dress drop to the sand nearly undid him.
She was a sight to behold. One he'd never forget. A perfect hourglass shape, with skin so perfect and translucent she humbled him. While he tried to collect himself she turned to face him. Her breasts stood high, each more than a handful. He wanted to reach for them.
"Damn."
"What did I do now?" Her voice was shaky and unsure.
"You didn't do anything. It's what looking at your gorgeous body does to me." Her full, rounded body was perfection. The woman he’d once believed was plain was now the most spectacular lady he'd ever had the privilege to see, let alone touch.
He leaned back against the seat of the Jeep feeling unworthy. "I wish I'd started this someplace more comfortable, but frankly I don't think I can walk."
She made a trembling attempt to sheath him and then handed back the rubber. "You better do this. My hands are shaking."
Her hands were shaking? Suddenly, so were his. Somehow he managed to sheathe his throbbing cock, while not taking his eyes off of her. "How about the back seat?" he asked, feeling like a simpleton. What about this woman made him so green?
Jake was suddenly regressing to his teenage years. Not waiting for her answer, he swung into the back of his Jeep. He needed to be inside her. A fierce desire consumed him. No sooner did he sit in the middle than she leaped into arms.
He lifted and her long legs spread on either side of him. She wiggled against his erection until he entered her, ready to plunge all the way. He thrust upward the same time as she dropped down onto him. The result nearly sent him over the edge.
"Don't— don't move." Jake turned inside out as he fought not to release and prayed she took him literally. He leaned back against the seat and she reached up to the roll bar. She didn't budge or ask for an explanation. It could have been hours or seconds. Jake couldn't be sure before he began to move inside her.
He reached down between them to touch her clit and applied pressure to her protruding, little friend. "Come on, baby," he told her as he gently massaged and hoped she'd catch up before he left her behind.
"Coming," she squeaked.
She milked him with her contractions until every thought left his brain. Everything was about the explosion he knew was coming. With each thrust he delivered, he wondered if it would be his last. Miraculously his balls loosened, but