Summer Break (Love Nibbles Book 4) by Bonnie Dee Read Free Book Online

grass. Eric wondered if she’d ever done the same for Josh. He pictured them screwing and wondered how he measured up. But he was here and Josh was gone and such comparisons were stupid to think about.
    Brianne plunked down on the blanket and reached for him. He joined her in a tangle of limbs, kissing, touching, stroking everywhere. Being naked outdoors was exciting, even if there was little chance of being discovered. With fresh air caressing his skin and leaves rustling overhead, this was close to paradise. He’d never felt so alive. It was as if he’d been muffled, wrapped in a thick roll of carpet for months, maybe years, and was now wide awake and aware of the world around him.
    He wanted to give back to Brianne at least a fraction of the pleasure she’d given in him the previous night. Moving between her legs, he parted her pink folds and took his time, lapping the length and teasing around her clit, until she made a soft, needy sound. He kissed the insides of her thighs and nipped the soft flesh. He stroked her slippery wet sex with a finger then delved as deeply inside her as he could.
    Brianne lifted her hips and her head rolled against the blanket.
    He flicked his tongue over her clit at last, again and again while she wiggled beneath his restraining hands. He wouldn’t allow her to move. Not yet. But continued to apply feather light licks to drive her crazy.
    The trill of a bird called from the branches overhead, its song rising over the music playing from the speakers. But Brianne’s low moans were even more beautiful. For the rest of his life, whenever he heard that particular bird call it would bring back this moment, the taste of Brianne, her sounds of pleasure, the feel of her flesh in his hands, his throbbing erection pressed against the soft blanket, and the breeze cooling his hot skin.
    Brianne’s body tensed, and he released her, letting her rise under his lapping tongue. She bucked up hard and cried out so loud the bird flew up from the tree. She flung her arms wide and gripped the blanket.
    The sight of her climax nearly made him come too. He needed to fuck her. Now! And he realized he hadn’t come prepared.
    Eric cursed himself for forgetting protection just as Brianne gasped, “Condoms under the edge of the blanket.”
    Sure enough, a little pile of packets waited there. She’d thought of everything. He sheathed himself with shaking hands. He’d hoped last night would take the edge off his desperate need for her. Instead, he craved Brianne more than ever.
    She got up on hands and knees and glanced at him over her shoulder. “This way.”
    How could he resist that pert ass? He caressed the round curve, squeezed the toned flesh, admiring the view from behind. Moving in close, he found her wet entrance and pushed into heat more sweltering than the August day. He gripped her hips and pumped forcefully.
    Brianne lowered her upper body to the ground, cheek resting on folded arms, hair blazing in the late afternoon sunlight, with her ass angled upward. The sight of her, so sensual and relaxed, made him lose it. Too fast and hard, but he couldn’t stop driving into her. Another half dozen strokes and ecstasy exploded through him. He gave a guttural cry of release.
    After the last wave of pleasure receded, he slumped over Brianne’s back, kissing between her shoulder blades, reveling in being so close to her. Then he disengaged, pulled off the used condom and stretched beside her on the blanket.
    Brianne rolled to her side and propped her head on her hand. For a moment, neither of them had anything to say as they simply looked into each other’s eyes. Then Eric’s stomach rumbled loudly. He’d barely eaten lunch, too tied up in knots about the Brianne situation to feel hungry. Now he was ravenous.
    She smiled. “Ready for that picnic? I’m grilling steaks, so I hope you can stand to wait a little longer. I’ve got hors d’oeuvres to tide you over.”
    Eric put on a pair of her father’s