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my hand to his shoulder.  “I like this new resourceful man.  I like him a
lot.” I leaned in and kissed him.
    At
first he let me lay soft and light kisses over his lips and across his cheek,
but then he let out a hungry groan and leaned heavily into me.  His weight
pulled me down and brought me to my knees on cool sand.  With quick and jerking
motions, he pulled up the short narrow skirt of my dress, and tugged down my
panties, exposing my buttocks.
    Kneeling
in front of me, he shifted closer as he pulled his hard-on out of his shorts. 
I shot a quick glance across the bare sands of the shoreline.  Were we really
going to make love here, out in the open, where anyone could come around the
bend and find us?
    It
was a thrilling prospect and I eagerly gave into the game.
    Bobby
slipped his cock between my legs and after a few moistening glides along my
lips, he thrusted inside.  Our grunts and groans were drowned out by the
crashing waves that seemed to pound the sand with increasing force, just as
Bobby pounded into me harder and harder.
    When
he’d spent himself, after bringing me to the sweetest orgasm ever, he remained
pressed against me, kissing my face, my eyelids, and lips over and over again.
    “I love you Lilly,” Bobby said, “If I hurt you, I’ll make
it up to you for the rest of my life.

Chapter 6
     
     
    I t was our last day in the country, our last
day of strolling along the beach, eating picnics in the vast meadow and making
love in the kitchen, living room or even screened-in back porch of the lovely
country home we’d quickly grown fond of.
    After
putting our suitcases in Bobby’s small rental, we leaned back on the hood and
looked out at the sun drenched countryside.
    I
sighed.  “I’m going to miss this place.”
    “Don’t
worry,” Bobby said.  “I’m sure we’ll come back soon.”
    I
smiled at him, more in love with him than I could have ever imagined.  The
months apart had done wonders to our relationship.  I guess we’d both needed to
grow up and mature; to realize what was important to us both.  I saw in his
eyes how the boyish charmer had been transformed into responsible man, a strong
man.
    “What
are you smiling at?” he said.
    “You. 
Sometimes I look at you and can’t believe you're with me.  I can’t believe how
lucky I am.  To tell you the truth, I didn’t think you had it in you to become
such a man.  I would have bet anything you’d be the perennial playboy, always
on the make, always looking for a good time and the next party. ”
    He
took my hand and kissed my fingers before trailing his lips up my arm until he
nuzzled my neck.  In an instant we were on fire, burning to get closer, eager
to have that connection once again.  Leaning me back onto the hood, he let his
hand travel up my leg and under the skirt of my dress.  I was already wet,
already waiting.
    “This
is all the good time I need,” he murmured as he brought his lips to mine and
devoured me.  With his free hand he tugged his shorts down, pushed my panties
to the side and rammed his hardened shaft inside me.
    I
let out a husky growl and raised my legs in the air to allow him better entry. 
He pressed in deeper and pumped harder while his hands held onto my breasts,
squeezing them.  As he approached his orgasm, he slowed down to a deliberate
pace that left me gasping.  Pulling his shaft almost all the way out, he paused
for a moment and looked at me.
    “Do
you have any idea what you do to me?” he whispered.
    In
response, I pulled the straps of my dress off my shoulder and he took in a deep
breath as he waited for me to go on.
    “How
long can you hold on like that?” I challenged.
    He
looked down at his exposed shaft, his soft cap still nestled inside me.
    With
delicate fingers, I traced the neckline of my dress, pushing it and his hands
aside until my nipples were exposed.
    Again,
he pulled in a deep, sharp breath as his hands, seeking something to hold onto,
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