Preston’s gaze darkened until the brown turned almost black. “Is that so?”
“Mmm-hmm.” I held out my hand. “Let’s go back to the cabin and I’ll show you. We have plenty of time before the fireworks start.”
His warm hand clasped mine and I pulled him to his feet. After a quick kiss full of promises, we hurried to pack our things and left the lake behind.
Back at the cabin, I showed him with my hands and my mouth, and whispered dirty words in his ear exactly how hot I thought he was. I rewarded his loud moans and arching back and desperate pleas by giving him what he wanted the most: my cum splattered on his olive skin.
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