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there’s nobody else in the world but you and me.”

    “Good, because there’s nowhere else I’d rather fuck you.” Kyle looked around, a wide grin on his face as he thrust deeper inside of me. The two of us always loved to be together in nature, and this was no exception. Miles from nowhere and miles from anyone, we had the world to ourselves.

    I let my voice go, screaming at the top of my lungs.

    Kyle let out a jovial grunt. “Fuck, look at those heavenly tits.”

    I drank in his sexy, powerful words as I looked down my body and saw my breasts bouncing beneath my bra. “Well, you are in luck, sir.” Reaching forward, I undid the clasp between my breasts. “Because this bra unhooks in front.”

    Kyle let out another groan. ”God damn!”

    There was always this beautiful point when Kyle and I had sex where words would no longer come to him. It was like I pushed his brain over the edge, and from then on, he was nothing but instinct. It was a beautiful moment, and everything after that was merely grunts of pleasure and the occasional dirty talk. I loved pushing him to that breaking point. There were always new, delicious ways to get him there.

    He leaned forward, kissing my skin as he filled me. Kyle ran his tongue around one of my nipples. I kept my head raised, not wanting to miss the sight of his tongue on my pale, sensitive skin. Every inch of me was filled with pain and ecstasy. I bit my bottom lip as Kyle opened wide and took my pink, puffy nipple in his mouth. My head fell back against the hood, but I took no notice of the hollow metal ring.

    With my hands messing up Kyle’s black, slicked back hair, I was in heaven. Every modicum of tension was being utterly destroyed. All the feelings of inadequacy and constant fear disappeared into the vast emptiness along with my passion screams.  

    I open my eyes, staring straight up into the early morning sky. It was cloudless, and looked like it had been painted by the hand of God. “I’m getting close, and you better fucking come with me.”

    There was something so freeing about it being in nature with Kyle, releasing ages of pent-up sexual tension. The pressure was swelling inside me, larger than the first orgasm Kyle had given me. The beautiful feeling of being filled was euphoric. It grew larger and larger inside of me, my moans and cries increasing along with the feeling.

    Kyle groaned, spurred on by my words. Upright again, he thrust harder and harder. Kyle was the kind of man I love the challenge, and I was the kind of woman that loves challenging him. It pushed the two of us to sexual heights I didn’t think could ever be duplicated.

    The pressure kept building, closer and closer to that wave of relief. “Yes, baby. Come for me.” Kyle’s voice got lower, and his thrusts more erratic. I always loved giving him some little spark to ignite the flames within him.

    Kyle’s hands were at my hips, and he filled me one last time. As his fingers dug into my soft flesh, our orgasms erupted together. I reached back for the edge of the hood again. My back arched upward, my hips still planted to the hood by Kyle. I screamed out into the early morning sky, feeling everything and nothing at the same time.

      As my body surged with pleasure, I watched Kyle’s muscles. Something about watching his tattoos dancing on his skin was always such a turn on for me. As he gasped for breath, his broad chest rippled. I could see his pulse beating furiously in his neck. I always thought Kyle looked the manliest right when he was coming. It was a beautiful sight to watch. He leaned forward, resting his body against mine. Feeling his heart beating through his chest reminded me that I still had the sexual power over him. He had the same power over me.

    While the two of us caught our breaths, my mind was beautifully blank. I was only taking the sensations directly around me: Kyle’s body, the desolate wind, the dry smell. The rest of the world didn’t exist. It was a