The cool cushion of the lounger hits my back. Earlier when it was scorching hot from the sun. This feels better.

Her face is coming closer again, but lips don’t meet as she licks the rain that had settled in the hollow of my neck. I whimper at the hotness of her tongue and coolness of the rain.

Her hands reach up to take a breast each in them. My nipples are harden at the feel of her palm on them. Only she could make them this hard, this fast, and not because of the rain.

Sucking on my collar bone that is sticking out, I throw my head back arching it more in her mouth.

She moves slowly down, now licking the water off my breast that took residence for the mere moment from her hand leaving to her mouth taking over.

I moan at the heat coming from her mouth compared to the cool of the water. I moan at the flickering of her tongue against the harden nipple on my chest. I moan as the emptiness I feel when her mouth leaves only to move to the other.

I feel her hands hold mine back and I try to reach around to feel her.

Leaving my breast her eyes are back. They give me that look, the look I know so well. This is about me, this is my fantasy she wants to make real.

I nod because I understand the look. Satisfied she lowers her head back down, below my chest.

She sucks up the rain that is still on my stomach, her tongue licking up the pool that was made from my belly button.

I spread my legs to allow her more room, I always know the moment with her when I need to make the move.

She settles into the openness of my legs, I know that she can smell my arousal.

She looks up at me again. My arousal is different this time. Not a bad different, but different. This time it has the smell of rain mixed into it.

Kissing my pelvic bone, she sucks the skin dry. One dry till the moment she releases it from her mouth.