Silken locks fanned out around her as she lay back in the water, her pale flesh luminous beneath the haunting light cast down by the moon. He could hear her contented sigh from his hiding spot behind a tree, watching raptly as ripples caressed and licked her body. She was stunning, perfect. Every valley and curve sculpted lovingly in satin. The call of a loon sounded and she sat up, rosy buds lapped by the disturbance in the water. He could see the dark pools of her eyes, the full pink tiers of her mouth curled up in a secret smile.
Her skin prickled, cooled from the gentle breeze. Delectable nipples perking at the knowledge that he watched and from heavily veiled eyes, she could see him. The outline of his masculine form, the strength in his arms and the desire in his eyes. A smile quirked at her lips as fingers pulled at the curtain of hair, letting it fall damply to her back, wet curls kissing at the curved beauty of her backside. Without looking at him, her hands moved over her neck, the bubbles from her soap slipping down her shoulders in foamy rivers. A moan escaped her as her head leaned back, hands working over the heavy mounds of her breasts.
A hiss was bitten off as his hand went to his mouth, her seduction so innocent it was erotic. He felt himself stiffen as her hand caressed, thumbs stroking over her delicious nipples before one left to roam down her waist. She rolled her head to the side, followed by ebony hair, her gaze pinned on him. All breath left him. Her finger and thumb pulled at her nipple while the other rubbed over the silken mound of her pussy, flawless skin touched with ethereal beauty.
She closed her eyes, letting out a small moan as a finger slid over her wet lips, parted thighs exposing lush pinkened skin. The tip of her finger circling the tight nub of her clit. The knowledge of him watching made her hot, excited and bold. She went beneath the water, cleaning the lather from her body, rising to the top slowly. Beads of water fell in silvered streams down her skin, a single droplet resting in the valley of her breasts.
Graceful and light, she looked more like an angel, his heart wrenched as he saw a drop of water cling to a dusky nipple, then fell to the waters surface. Her hand lifted, then a finger, beckoning him to come to her. His eyes closed, then opened, slow steps carried him towards her, mesmerized by her. His pants became tight, restrictive around his ever growing arousal. His bare chest rose and fell in unsteady breaths.
Her fingers skimmed over his skin, delicate thumbs flicking in small whispers against his small nipples, a smile of satisfaction lit her face as he sucked in a breath. Bravely, she stood on tip toe, pressing a tender kiss to the hollow of his throat. He shuddered from the warmth of her kiss, his hands tangling in the wet strands of her hair. Velvet touched at his flesh as her tongue made hot trails down his chest, lapping across his nipples, dipping into the shell of his navel. His head went back, eyes closed, pleasure coursing through his blood. He felt his body tightened as her hands went to his waist, her mouth following in wet heat.
The beauty of her skin so close to his was tantalizing, exciting him as her fingers wove around his waist to fumble at his button, the sound of his zipper seemed to echo within his head as she pulled the garments down his legs. His thickened shaft throbbing as her mouth touched lightly at the head, elegant fingers stroking him teasingly before wrapping about him, pulling him towards her mouth. A deep moan rumbled in his throat as her lips closed about him, her hot tongue licking and circling his cock.