Till Summer Do Us Part(110)

Scottie waves her hand. “Thank you and good night.”

Duncan, the good man that he is out of all of them, claps while we walk back to our seats.

“Well, that ends the competition portion of our night. You’re free to go back to your cabins or test out the drinks,” Sanders says. “As for Scottie and Wilder, you come with me.”

Time to collect the prize.

Hand in hand, we follow Sanders out of the dining hall area.

“Easily, that was the best drink out of all of them,” Sanders says. “The smoke one I think is going to sit with me for a while. I think it killed some of my taste buds.”

Yikes.

“Thank you,” Scottie says. “We wanted to keep it simple but also reflect our relationship. We might have been prickly when we got here, but I think we’re finding the sweet now.”

“I think you are too,” Sanders says, leading us out by the lake and into the forest, where there is a blanket set up, some wine, and chocolates. “This is your prize. An evening by the lake.” He winks at us. “Have fun.”

He takes off, leaving us alone in a partially secluded area.

“Well, would you look at this,” I say, taking in the spread. “And look, a present as well.”

“What do you think is in it?”

“Only one way to find out,” I say as I take her down to the blanket that’s plusher than I thought it was going to be. I hand her the gift, and she opens it.

We both look in the box at the same time, and I smirk while she gasps.

I reach in and pull out a curved orange dildo. One side is clearly for hitting the G-spot, and the other is a clit simulator, with a little flap that must simulate licking. And then right next to it, a matching cock ring and perineum stimulator.

I look up at Scottie and smile. “I know what we’re doing tonight.”

“What, uh…” She points at the orange dildo. “What is that little flap thing there.”

“That, Pips, is a clit stimulator. It flicks at your clit.”

She wets her lips and nods. “Um, interesting.”

“That’s all you have to say? Interesting?”

“I don’t know what else to say. I’ve never seen something like that before.”

“Does it intimidate you?”

“I mean…a little. And what’s the other thing? Is that for you?”

“Yeah, it’s a cock ring, and I think this is supposed to play with my perineum.”

She studies it. “Is that going to fit around your penis? It looks small.”

“I appreciate the compliment, and yes, they stretch. See.” I show her and watch her eyes widen as she takes it all in.

“And you want to use those…tonight?”

“Yeah. Doesn’t that turn you on?”

“I mean…it’s scary.”

“Scary?” I shake my head. “Not scary when you’re with the right person who knows what he’s doing.”

“And you know what you’re doing?”

“Yeah, Pips.”

She wets her lips again and then shyly asks, “What, uh, what would you do?”

Smirking, I lean in closer and gently push a piece of hair behind her ear as I say, “I would first make sure you were naked. I would strip you myself, but slowly. With every article of clothing I took off, I would make sure I spent time dragging my tongue and lips over every inch of your exposed skin, spending a luxurious amount of time on your perfect tits, then moving down between your legs, where I would lick you everywhere besides where you really want me.”

Her breath hitches in her chest, and her cheeks flush, which I find too fucking hot.

“Then I would move my fingers up your inner thigh to your cunt, where I would test to see if you were turned on. Tell me, would you be turned on?”

She nods her head slowly, and I reward her with kisses along her jaw.

I move over to her ear, where I continue, “With you ready, I would slowly slide the dildo inside you, letting you get used to the feel of it, but I wouldn’t turn it on just yet. Instead, I would slip my cock ring on and turn it on, letting you watch me unravel. Letting you experience the kind of pleasure these toys could bring. Precum would fall past the tip of my cock, and I would swipe it and let you lick it off my fingers. That desperate mouth of yours would lick me clean. Wouldn’t it, Pips?”

She nods again, and when I pull away, her eyes are heady, dazed, so I lay her back down on the blanket.

“I would let you watch me grow, let you see how goddamn stiff I am, how much I want release, and then I would turn it off. I would lie there and let my dick twitch, looking for relief. Searching for it.”

I bring my hand to her shirt, and I lift it up just enough to press my palm to her heated skin.

“I would be so goddamn out of my mind with need that I would immediately turn on your dildo, because I would want you to feel the same thing. I would need you to be in the same position as me, begging for release, barely able to hang on. And at first, you would be surprised. You wouldn’t know how to react to the new sensation, not until I lowered my mouth to yours and started helping you relax, letting our tongues do the work.”

I lift up her shirt some more, exposing her bra. I pull one cup down and play with her nipple, rolling it between my fingers.