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his dick and a low moan issued from her throat, so lusty and ready, he almost started to grind right there.
    She always did it. She encouraged him to force his way in–she showed him that she was keen to play the same old game.
    Rain felt his penis climbing to a whole new level of hard as she worked him through the fabric with her slender digits. “Oh babe,” she whispered.
    Rain didn’t reply. He stared into her eyes as she caressed him, sliding a hand up and down. Annie’s eyes were full of warm submission: trusting hazel pools. Rain’s bicep tensed involuntarily, pulling her closer, so abruptly that she whimpered. The sight of those eyes made him greedy for the moment when they widened in shock, taking the fullness of him.
    â€œI need to get in,” he hissed.
    Annie squeaked. The small noise came involuntarily this time–he could tell. It was born somewhere in a deep pocket in her throat. As her head fell backward Rain got another look at that neck, stretching luxuriously. The skin was covered with a smattering of freckles that he knew well.
    I need to get in.
    Rain swore quietly and brushed Annie’s hand away, seizing his zip. She covered his hand with her own as the gold teeth ripped down. And then… Oh boy . Her wink was one of the sexiest he’d ever seen. She bit her own tongue, showing it to him between her teeth, then pressing just a little too hard so her nose wrinkled up in shock. What a naughty girl she was. Rain allowed the display, letting her fingers linger over his.
    The first sea breeze of the evening rushed over the sand that very moment, heading in from the cool center of the lake. Rain watched Annie’s hair move in the gust. She closed her eyes as the wind whistled around her head, lulling her with a gentler caress than she would ever get from him.
    He smirked.
    Rain popped his button through its hole and watched her head fly down. “Suck it.” His hiss was demonic.
    Annie took him all the way to her throat as he worked her head, alternating a massage with fist-locked twists of her strands that were just a little too hard. He heard her squeak with every tightening of his hand on her locks and gag with every quick pump of his erection.
    His sense of power was almost too great. The wide muddy river stretched out ahead of him and the sun was burning the sky with the last brilliant orange shades of the day. The sphere was disappearing over the ferns on the horizon, just a tiny segment now–as low in the sky as Annie’s eager, slobbering head.
    Her tongue swept along the underside of his shaft and he moaned. The sound was so urgent the whole soundscape of the lake area rose around it–the lapping of the waves and songs of the parrot finches. Rain noticed them for the first time. When Annie squeaked again, more shrill and animal than the wildest bird or mammal, he started to pump harder.
    â€œYou love it.” It came from somewhere beyond reason, deep in his chest and out of his mouth before he knew it. She swept her tongue in response, cleaning the underside of his penis with wet, smooth strokes. Rain lost it–his next pumps were so vicious Annie withdrew, gagging. He cursed himself for missing the view.
    â€œOh, man.” He panted over the lap, lap, lap of the lake. Annie was gasping, too, her face red, breathing deep gulps of the salty air that was–he could only imagine–tinged with the scent of his dick.
    â€œYou’re so hot.” He touched the top of her head, suddenly warm for this woman and her efforts and the sublime experience she had just afforded him.
    â€œI had to stop.” She forced a meek giggle that was pained as well–a testament to the size and power of his cock. Her blonde head was bobbing against the backdrop of the foamy, shell-covered shore. His hand rested on top of it.
    Rain kicked his trousers away. By the time he looked back she had raised her face–it was adorned with a smile and