nip of the night air anymore. Trent’s lips were soon hot against mine. His hands slid under the sweater and grazed across my stomach, and I felt a yearning sensation stirring inside of me. Moving upwards, he eagerly cupped my breasts, caressing and squeezing them as he ran his thumbs back and forth across my tender nipples.
He lowered his mouth to my neck and then moved further down my body, kissing me tenderly across my stomach, just above my bikini bottoms. His fingers hooked beneath the stretchy fabric, and he tugged them down my legs. I felt vulnerable and exposed out in the open like this, but I knew there was no one around to see us. Even if there had been people staying in the other cabins, we were under the cover of darkness.
Trent seemed to sense that I had tensed up a bit, and he kissed his way back up my inner thigh. “No one’s here but us,” he murmured. “And I’ve been dying to taste you since I got back.”
I let out a small whimper as his mouth finally reached what he was seeking, and he kissed my tender folds. His tongue expertly laved against my fleshy nub, sending waves of pleasure through me. I cried out as I felt the heat building deep inside my core. I was powerless to resist Trent and knew that any moment I’d be spiraling out of control. Only he could make me come so quickly and intensely, and just knowing what he was capable of was making me begin to orgasm faster than I ever imagined. As his tongue flicked back and forth, again and again, I shouted his name into the darkness, losing all of my earlier inhibitions.
“That’s it,” he murmured quietly, slowly kissing his way back up my stomach as I continued to tremble beneath him. He pushed the sweater up as he moved higher, his own body keeping me warm against the chilly night air. “I’m going to do that…every…single…night,” he said huskily between kisses. He took one of my breasts into his mouth, teasing my nipple with his tongue, and I clutched his head, holding him to me. I felt the hard bulge of his erection growing beneath his swim trunks and was suddenly desperate to feel him inside of me. I reached down with one hand, gently caressing his growing length.
“Do you have a condom?”
“I left them in the cabin.” He moved further up my body, kissing my neck. His hand palmed my breast, squeezing and caressing, as he sucked intently on my tender skin. “I have a better idea though,” he said, his thumb slowly circling my nipple. It peaked under his touch, and I found myself helpless again at the way my body responded to his. His hard erection pressed against my stomach, and I was about ready to drag him into the cabin myself to get some protection, when Trent suddenly gazed into my eyes.
“Let’s make a baby,” he whispered, his voice sexy and low.
“What?” I asked in shock, certain that I hadn’t heard him right. I wouldn’t have been more surprised if he’d thrown a bucket of cold water in my face. A baby? Trent had never mentioned wanting children, although I knew he loved Hannah. Although we’d discussed a future together, of all the possibilities once he was back stateside, of how our lives could look years from now, brothers and sisters for Hannah had never even come up. I stared at him, waiting for him to break into a smile and say he was just kidding, but Trent just quietly waited for my response. “Are you serious?” I finally managed to ask.
“Completely. ” He dipped his head, coming in for another kiss.
“Trent,” I said, pushing against his chest so that I could get up. He moved aside as I tugged the sweater down and sat up beside him, pulling the blanket around myself. “We can’t just have a baby. I mean, we haven’t even discussed it.”
“So let’s discuss it then,” he said, reaching over to caress my hair. He gently tipped my chin up toward him and bent down to kiss me.
“Trent, I’m serious,” I