Chapter 11

Who was he to turn something like that down? Especially from this woman of all women? His arms wrapped around her body, pulling her firmly against him. He groaned at how good she tasted, massaging her tongue with his, feeling her firm, beautiful breasts against his chest, knowing that bra would simply have to go. Momentarily breaking the physical contact, Mark moved away long enough to rid her of the annoying garment, letting it drift to the ground as he drank his fill of her. Sliding his vest over his shoulders, Mark let it fall down his arms, joining her bra on the grass.

This man was positively gorgeous as she ran her nails lightly down his chest, her eyes a dark gold now as she kissed down his jaw line, being his height as she stood on the bench, wanting to feel him against her. There was nobody to stop them, nobody to stand in their way, nothing that was going to stop this from happening. Caressa moaned softly against his rough, yet gentle skin and nibbled on his Adam's apple, her fingers and nails running up and down his sides while his hands gripped her hips, feeling them practically sear.

"Mmm Mark..." She moaned out and began kissing a trail of fire down his chest, wanting to touch every inch and crevice of his beautiful, muscular body.

"Hmmm, baby?" He murmured, letting her kiss on him a bit more before catching her wrists in his hand, holding them over her head. "My turn." He purred, bending down to start with her earlobe, drawing it into his mouth. His tongue caressed the shell of her ear, feeling her body trembling against his, wanting to take his time and enjoy her, love her. Who knew when they might see each other after this? His mustache and goatee feathered against her luscious skin as his mouth slid down her throat, sucking gently on her pulse point, his tongue flicking out against it, feeling her heart rate going up with each passing second. "Mmm." He rumbled, his free hand tracing a pattern just underneath her breasts.

Caressa tilted her head back, completely melting against him, loving his touch against her body. His hand slid up to cup her left breast in his hand, molding it in his palm while his lips continually assaulted her neck. She was in complete heaven and ran her fingers through his hair, loving how silky and soft it was against her touch. She moaned when he tilted her back more, her hands now resting on his forearms, her back bent as his tongue trailed down to her chest, her blood red hair flowing in the light breeze that blew across both their heated bodies. Caressa was moaning uncontrollably and never wanted it to end, knowing she could allow Mark to make love to her for the rest of her days and she would die a happy woman.

The wind lightly caressed them both, lovingly as if a part of their love making, sending a tremor through Mark's body as he drew a pert nipple into his mouth, twirling his tongue around the rosy bud in a slow, teasing circle. He laved attention on her left side before moving to the right, reaching down between them to guide her hand to the waistband of his blue jeans, groaning against her skin when he felt her hand skimming his abdomen, muscles rippling under her littlest touch. She was lighting him on fire in ways he had never experienced before.

"Oh Mark..." She panted, her heart beating a furious tattoo in her chest, her breathing ragged as she ran her nails down his abs, loving how they tensed before relaxing.

A smile formed on her lips when she whipped her head up, hair flying up, her hand gripping the back of his neck while bringing her leg up to rub against his jean covered thigh, her dark gold eyes never leaving his dark forest green orbs. Sliding her hand further down, Caressa found what she wanted and, with a flick of her wrist, unsnapped the button of his skintight black jeans, dying to find out what was in there. She moaned and arched her body against him when he pressed against her, his hand clamping on her outer thigh, holding her leg up while balancing her other on the bench, loving being at his height.

Mark growled, pulling her across the picnic table so he could rock his hips against her, knowing she could very damn well feel what was in there, eliciting a ragged moan from her, chuckling darkly. He slid his tongue across his lower lip, tugging on the waistband of her blue cotton shorts. He lifted her with the hand that was now cupping her deliciously firm ass, slowly pulling her shorts down her lean hips. Mark kneeled in front of her to finish sliding them off her beautiful legs, his eyes never straying from hers.

Caressa's eyes were smoldering back at him as she stepped out of her shorts and matching midnight blue panties, watching him set them aside delicately before taking his chin in her hand, lifting him up to his height again. She kissed him softly before running her nails down his chest as she bent her knees, her face now making eye contact with his open fly. Smirking devilishly up at him, her eyes twinkling and clouding over, Caressa took the zipper of his jeans between her teeth and tongue and slowly slid it down, her nails digging slightly into his jean covered thighs. When it was fully down, her hands slid up from his thighs to his waist and slowly pushed them down, licking her lips at how well endowed he was, not caring if he broke her in half at this point.

Mark hardly dared to breathe as he stared down at her, the only indication he was still alive being the quickening of his pulse, swallowing several times, his throat suddenly dry. Seeing her undoing his pants with her mouth, well...He couldn't keep a moan of longing from escaping his parted lips. "Vixen..." He murmured huskily, reaching down to gently touch her hair, his erection throbbing almost painfully, begging for attention. "See what you've done?" Mark asked, inhaling raggedly, forcing himself to begin breathing.

"I'm well aware of it." Her voice was low and seductive before taking his pulsating erection in her hand, beginning to slide it up and down, hearing him let out another guttural growl. She smirked before snaking her tongue out, flicking the tip of him, and slowly stood back up while pressing herself against him until her lips met his once more. She felt the demand and eagerness in his kiss, the passion igniting in her soul as she slowly pulled back before turning around. "How do you want me, Mark?" She asked in that same tone of voice, pressing her back against him, sliding downward an inch to brush against his throbbing cock before slowly turning around, her eyes meeting his once more, nails digging into his chest slightly.

"Tease." He hissed, his eyes rolling into the back of his head when she had turned around. His hands shot down to her hips, turning her around none-too-gently and bent Caressa over the picnic table, smirking as that delectable ass of hers was in plain view, feasting his eyes. Smirking, Mark gripped himself, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her glistening, wet slit. "Does this answer your question, hmm?" He murmured, brushing his fingers down her spine, leaning over her to kiss the nape of her neck, pressing himself against her core.

"Yesss..." She hissed out between her teeth and moved to where she was on her knees on the picnic table, her hands splayed to keep from falling on her face. Her blood red hair pooled over her left shoulder as she looked back at him, eyes closing instantly when she felt just his tip slide between her folds. This man was incredible in every way and knew how to please a woman, not to mention he was gorgeous in every possible way. "Oh Mark!" She cried out softly when he slid what was inside of her out before adding a little more, knowing he was doing this purposefully for all of her teasing. "Oh take me..." She pressed herself against him and growled out softly, a tremor ripping through her body when his hands gripped her hips, knowing he wanted to keep the control.

He wanted to keep the control as well as drive her insane. Her words were music to him, feeding his already out of control desire for her. "Patience, Caressa." He murmured, her name a sweet caress as he withdrew from her again, smirking when she hissed, feeling her grinding back against him and hissed himself. Gripping her waist with one hand, the other snaked beneath her, trailing lingeringly across her pelvic bone before delving down, cupping her hot pussy in his hand. Fighting the tremors that were beginning to take over his over eager body, his slid his index finger up and down her slit, finally circling her clit as he inched back into her. This time he would finish what he had started.

Caressa reached down with one hand, having to keep herself up with the other, and began to caress her clit with him, entwining their fingers together and whipped her head back, hair flying as it pooled on her back before sliding back over her shoulder again. "Mark..." She breathed out, her heart thundering in her chest, a fine sheen of perspiration forming on their bodies. A sharp cry escaped her when he fully sheathed himself inside her wet folds, feeling her walls stretching to the max to accommodate his massive size. She pulled her hand back from her pussy and slowly rose up, still on her knees, pressing her back against his chest while he began pumping slowly, methodically in and out of her. Her arm snaked around his neck, her fingers losing themselves in his black tresses, her head leaning back against his shoulder while his hand traveled up her stomach to cup her breasts. "Mark, oh fuck..." She moaned out, her free hand sliding down her body to play with her clit again while her head turned as their lips met in a fiery kiss.

With her on the table, this position was the best as far as he was concerned, one arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her back pressed firmly to his chest, the other caressing her beautiful breasts. He tore his lips from hers, green eyes traveling down her exquisite, glistening body to watch her pleasure herself, pumping into her in time with her own administrations. "You have no idea how fuckin' sexy that is right now." He growled in her ear, nipping at her throat and shoulder blade. "Make yourself cum for me, Caressa..." He ordered seductively. "I want to see you bring yerself off on my dick while I'm fuckin' you, baby."

Caressa couldn't turn down that offer as she slowly began working her finger up and down her clit and swollen bud, pressing herself back further against him. The feeling of his cock pumping and thrusting in and out of her while she stroked herself was almost too much for Caressa to bare as she gritted her teeth. She wanted this to last and felt his hot breath on her ear, increasing the speed. She felt the tingles working their way through her inner walls, the feeling more exquisite than anything she'd ever felt while he held her tighter against him.

"Oh Mark...oh almost there..." She groaned out, beads of sweat forming on her forehead as she squeezed her eyes shut, working herself into a near explosive frenzy with her finger.

"Come on, baby, cum for me." He whispered in her ear, fucking her harder, knowing he would last awhile longer, planning on watching her cum several more times before this night was through. Mark groaned raggedly, kissing away the sweat that pearled on her neck and shoulders, feeling her quivering pussy beginning to clench around him as her fingers brought her closer and closer to her first orgasm. He bit down gently on the side of her throat, sucking on her sweet skin in between explorative licks. "That's it Caressa, I want to feel your juices on me, let go and cum fer me." He urged, knowing she was just about there.