I relax against Jason, feeling the worries of the day melt away as he holds me and kisses me. I should stop, I should but I don't. I just want to feel something, anything but the crushing weight of the unknown.

His hands slip down my back, fingers digging into the fleshy part of my ass before slipping lower and letting them linger at the tops of my thighs. With a slight pull, he scoops me up and my legs wind around his hips.

I'm so consumed in the man who is giving me the most carnal kiss of my life that I don't notice when he starts walking until I feel something at my back.

Water slices off our body, dripping to pool beneath us but I hardly notice, the bark against my back a harsh bite compared to his lips.

I moan at the sensation, my hands urgent as they leave his hair to travel down his shoulders and arms, feeling the muscles contract and expand under my wandering touch before I wrap my hand around his cock, squeezing slightly.

A deep guttural groan exits his mouth, his lips lifting from mine for just a fraction of a second, long enough for him to mutter "fuck" before he's back to devouring me like a starving man.

My hand tightens at the base of his cock, fingers flexing around the hard length beneath my touch, beginning to twist my wrist up and down his shaft, coaxing small deep grunts from Jason's lips.

It's powerful, owning a man with one move, watching him fall apart at your slightest touch.

I use the pad of my thumb to swipe at the head, feeling the shudder that rips through him before one slips through me at the feel of his thigh moving, settling between my thigh as if he'd found a home.

"Arden, kitten-" Jason murmurs, pulling back before leaning forward again and stealing one more kiss.

I still have his cock in the palm of my hands but when he steps back I let go, my brows drawing in.

"You don't-"

Jason grins, effectively cutting me off. "I want your pussy on my tongue, and I won't be satisfied until I do."

I shake my head, "What if I want your cock in my mouth?"

He brows rise, the question taking him by surprise for the briefest of seconds before a smug grin takes over.

"Then get on your knees." He says huskily.

I do, feeling the earth bend beneath my weight, leaves crunching almost silently before I lift my hand again and take Jason's cock in my grip once more.

Looking up at him, and at the hooded eyes that watch me like he doesn't want to miss a second of this, I feel powerful.

Then I lean forward and take him in my mouth, slowly at first, wetting the tip with my tongue before sucking it slightly.

Jason's groan washes over me and I let my eyes shut as I focus, using my hand to pump the base slowly as I take him the rest of the way in.

When I feel him at the back of my throat, I swallow and Jason almost falls forward, catching himself at the last second against the base of the tree.

Pulling back, I look up at him through my lashes, watching ecstasy roll over him as I suck him back in and repeat the motion. My head bopping up and down, my hand tightening as I grip him and twist my wrist, using my hand to reach what my mouth can't.

"Fuck, kitten. You take me so well." Jason's voice is low, slithering over me like a promise and I catch his gaze, seeing hooded lids as he watches me sink back down, taking him as far as I can until I'm almost choking and then I slip back, breathing out slowly before doing to again. "I forgot how good you were at this."

I take the praise even if it comes with the memories I'd locked away.

I narrow my eyes as the reminder hits me and take him deeper, choking on his dick for a few seconds, breathing through my nose as I hold him there, not moving before I wrench back, lift his cock and lick the underside of the shaft. My hand moves to the skin near his balls, pushing on the sensitive spot as I suck him back into my mouth.

"Fuck, fuckkkk." He grunts, beginning to pump his hips, the head of his dick hitting the back of my throat with each pump and I let him, both my hands moving to clutch at his thighs as he speeds up, using me.

"Fuck, you take me so well." He grunts, "look at me, look up, Arden."

I do, looking up at him with watery eyes as he starts to move faster, one hand dropping to lay flat against my cheek like the sweetest gesture during such a depraved moment.

His head drop, eyes hooded and filled to the brim with lust.

"Take my dick like a good girl." He hushes, thumb stroking my jawline as he pumps one more time, holding me to him, his cock at the back of my throat spasming with his release.

He breathes hard and so do I, and then he pulls back, dropping to his knees in front of me, his eyes alive.

"Fuck, -" he stops, taking a breath. "You, I." He doesn't say anything, shaking his head. "I owe you fucking big time."

I grin, swallowing and shaking my head. "No, I wanted to."

I stand up then, even as Jason's hands settle on my hips. "Now let's get cleaned up," I mutter and look to the sky, ignoring his gaze. "It's getting late."

I walk back to the water, stepping in quickly, all the while feeling Jason's gaze on my spine.