rest on his back, laying my cheek against his shoulder and running my free hand over his damp skin.
He put his hand over mine and we both stayed there holding his spent dick until I softened and slid out of him with a pop.
We both laughed weakly.
“That was fantastic,” he said softly. He turned his face so I could kiss him. I did so, wrapping my arms around his sweaty body.
“Yeah, it was,” I sighed. “Fucking fantastic.”
“So how about a dip in the lake?”
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“It’s still light out!” I exclaimed, scandalized at the thought. “My mother –”
“Isn’t here, and I’ll let you wrap up in a towel until we go in,” he said with a laugh. “Come on, let’s clean up.” I groaned as I pushed myself up, using his back as a support. “You’re a slave driver.”
“Get used to it,” he said smugly.
Not enough blood to grapple with that thought, so I went to get us some towels.
He was comfortable in the water, diving under and coming up in a different place. I held onto the dock and bobbed with the waves as I watched him, sleek as a seal with droplets of water beading on his skin and his dark hair slicked back.
He swam over to me and pulled me to him, kissing me on the mouth.
“People can see,” I said weakly because his kisses did that to me.
“No one is close enough, and I’ll protect you,” he said smiling lazily.
His smile faded and he asked, “Aren’t you out?”
“I am at work. My family knows. But I don’t want to get my ass kicked up here in the sticks because someone –” I stopped abruptly.
“The sticks don’t have a monopoly on assholes,” Russ said gently.
“You kiss a lot of men out in the open up here?” I asked belligerently.
“I’ve never kissed anyone outdoors in daylight before,” he admitted, as if it surprised him too. “I don’t know why I want to. It just feels right.” 33
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It did feel right and I let myself get pulled into his arms. Damn, he knew how to kiss.
WHEN I came up here, I’d expected to be alone for three weeks. I didn’t expect to see anyone, other than maybe a run to get groceries. So I shouldn’t have felt lonely because Russ had to work.
I didn’t know any cops in the city, but I understood it was a draining job, even out in the sticks. I just wondered why he didn’t call or come by even for just a few minutes after he got off work.
So when Wednesday and Thursday passed without a word from him, I figured that was it. And I couldn’t really complain; after all I didn’t want a full-time relationship. I wasn’t ready to settle down yet. There was a lot of cock to chase in the world.
Gradually I calmed myself down and settled into the groove of relaxation. I didn’t turn on the TV or radio, I just lived each moment in the sun and water.
But when I heard a knock at the door on Friday, I realized just how much I’d been hoping to see Russ again. I leaped to my feet and hurried to the door, stopping myself from yanking the door open. I didn’t want to betray myself like that.
I could tell he was in a different mood today as soon as I saw him. He pulled me against him and kissed me roughly. I liked it.
He broke the kiss and took my arm in a steely grip. “Come on.” I managed to shut the door and then he was dragging me out back to the screened in porch.
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“Strip!” he ordered.
“It’s daylight outside!” I hissed at him angrily. “What if someone drives up –”
“We’ll be sitting down. They won’t be able to see in,” he said. He was wearing his uniform and exuding an aura of macho domination, which was incredibly hot. I didn’t want to do as he said, but I was curious and wanted to see if he could carry out this whole dom scene he seemed to have planned.
I took off my shirt and paused. He reached out and twisted one of my nipples, making me yelp in surprise.
“I told you to strip. Take ’em off, or I’ll strip
He put his hand over mine and we both stayed there holding his spent dick until I softened and slid out of him with a pop.
We both laughed weakly.
“That was fantastic,” he said softly. He turned his face so I could kiss him. I did so, wrapping my arms around his sweaty body.
“Yeah, it was,” I sighed. “Fucking fantastic.”
“So how about a dip in the lake?”
32
Summer Fever | Catt Ford
“It’s still light out!” I exclaimed, scandalized at the thought. “My mother –”
“Isn’t here, and I’ll let you wrap up in a towel until we go in,” he said with a laugh. “Come on, let’s clean up.” I groaned as I pushed myself up, using his back as a support. “You’re a slave driver.”
“Get used to it,” he said smugly.
Not enough blood to grapple with that thought, so I went to get us some towels.
He was comfortable in the water, diving under and coming up in a different place. I held onto the dock and bobbed with the waves as I watched him, sleek as a seal with droplets of water beading on his skin and his dark hair slicked back.
He swam over to me and pulled me to him, kissing me on the mouth.
“People can see,” I said weakly because his kisses did that to me.
“No one is close enough, and I’ll protect you,” he said smiling lazily.
His smile faded and he asked, “Aren’t you out?”
“I am at work. My family knows. But I don’t want to get my ass kicked up here in the sticks because someone –” I stopped abruptly.
“The sticks don’t have a monopoly on assholes,” Russ said gently.
“You kiss a lot of men out in the open up here?” I asked belligerently.
“I’ve never kissed anyone outdoors in daylight before,” he admitted, as if it surprised him too. “I don’t know why I want to. It just feels right.” 33
Summer Fever | Catt Ford
It did feel right and I let myself get pulled into his arms. Damn, he knew how to kiss.
WHEN I came up here, I’d expected to be alone for three weeks. I didn’t expect to see anyone, other than maybe a run to get groceries. So I shouldn’t have felt lonely because Russ had to work.
I didn’t know any cops in the city, but I understood it was a draining job, even out in the sticks. I just wondered why he didn’t call or come by even for just a few minutes after he got off work.
So when Wednesday and Thursday passed without a word from him, I figured that was it. And I couldn’t really complain; after all I didn’t want a full-time relationship. I wasn’t ready to settle down yet. There was a lot of cock to chase in the world.
Gradually I calmed myself down and settled into the groove of relaxation. I didn’t turn on the TV or radio, I just lived each moment in the sun and water.
But when I heard a knock at the door on Friday, I realized just how much I’d been hoping to see Russ again. I leaped to my feet and hurried to the door, stopping myself from yanking the door open. I didn’t want to betray myself like that.
I could tell he was in a different mood today as soon as I saw him. He pulled me against him and kissed me roughly. I liked it.
He broke the kiss and took my arm in a steely grip. “Come on.” I managed to shut the door and then he was dragging me out back to the screened in porch.
34
Summer Fever | Catt Ford
“Strip!” he ordered.
“It’s daylight outside!” I hissed at him angrily. “What if someone drives up –”
“We’ll be sitting down. They won’t be able to see in,” he said. He was wearing his uniform and exuding an aura of macho domination, which was incredibly hot. I didn’t want to do as he said, but I was curious and wanted to see if he could carry out this whole dom scene he seemed to have planned.
I took off my shirt and paused. He reached out and twisted one of my nipples, making me yelp in surprise.
“I told you to strip. Take ’em off, or I’ll strip
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