.1 Bonus Scene

Chapter 41 - The Lake

The bonfire crackled, scattering sparks up toward the star-filled sky. The third day of camp was winding down and Mimi didn't want the long weekend to end. At the back of the gathered campers, Mimi and Adam sat together on a fallen log. The lock-in camp leaders she'd had as a kid would recoil in horror if they knew what she'd spent the day doing. Leaning into Adam's side, Mimi licked the remnants of her smore off her fingers. There was something luscious about pressing against his solid male body.

Her husband had gobbled his chocolate marshmallow treat with an abandon that had made her giggle. She'd seen him approach other activities with a similar zeal. She wiggled next to him on the log they were sharing and he tightened his arm around her. Across the fire, Gerald, without his rabbit, was playing guitar.

Being funny hadn't turned out to be the shy man's only skill. He could sing. His mellow baritone had swirled a haze of contentment throughout the group. His Daddy swayed next to him, glowing with pride. She was pretty proud of her partner herself. The fire spilled a red gold light onto Adam's handsome face. She could look at him forever, eyes closed, grooving to the music. Mimi rested her cheek against his solid shoulder. He smelled so good, and there was something delicious about how the wood smoke clung to his skin. Being close to him made her heart ache with a happy fullness.

Adam opened his eyes and caught her mooning up at him like a lovesick puppy. A wicked smile rose to his lips. As he bent down and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, he quietly whispered. "Let's go for a swim."

"This late?"

"Is my girl afraid of dark water?" Brushing her hair back from her face, his fingertips skimmed her cheek.

"Maybe a little." She settled her hand on top of his knee. Looking around the gathered people and their bubbles of contentment, she understood why Dillon loved this place so much. Ann had made Dillon's beautiful dream a reality. If she could feel safe swimming at night in a lake anywhere, it would be here with him. "Do you want to go change into our swimsuits?"

Adam unwound his arm from around her and reached for her hand. He laced his fingers into hers. "Have you ever been skinny dipping, cupcake?"

She gasped. "No... never." Lowering her voice, she said, "Adam, I have two bathing suits. There is no need..."

He cut her whispers abruptly short when he stood up and pulled her to standing. "Come on, scout."

"Hey, you are a scout too, Mr." He tugged her from the gathered ring of people basking in the firelight, and headed them into the cool, clear dark of the spring evening. The breeze coming up off the lake lifted an escaped curl and tickled it across her cheek. She squeezed his hand. "Someone will see us!"

He gestured to the night sky and the bank of stars above them. "It is pretty dark out here and everyone is caught up in their own moments. They won't even notice that we have slipped away."

Teasing, she squeezed his hand and said, "What if one of the counselors catches us and calls our parents?"

Adam laughed. "Then I will owe your dad another goat or two, I guess." He pulled her into his arms. "Or he will insist I marry you." His smile was deliciously wolfish. "Again."

She beamed up at him. "Lead me to the lake, then."

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Mimi stood on the grassy bank next to the placid lake in her bra and panties, watching ripples move outward from Adam's sturdy body as he waded backward into the water. He called out to her, "You will get used to the cold. Your body will adjust quickly, chicken little." He playfully scooped up a handful of water and tossed it at her. Mimi hopped backward, giggling. "I am going to freeze."

The hungry grin he gave her as he sank deeper into the water raised a ripple of goosebumps along her shoulders. "I promise to keep you warm."

Looking down, she touched her fingertips to the band of her bra. The lavender set was one of her favorites. Adam's fondness for expensive underwear had spoiled her. She would never be content to wear Mega Mart underthings again. Her husband sank deeper into the dark water, watching her. The way he responded to her body made her more bold and brazen than she had ever been in her life. Reaching behind her back, she unfastened her bra. His appreciative whistle made her giggle as she held the lace against her breasts. Mimi called out, "Don't look at me."

Shaking his head and laughing, sweet as ever, he turned away from her, exposing his powerful back. The day before, she had bitten his right shoulder while they were playing. The mark was visible even in the dark. Nervous that someone would walk up and see her, Mimi hopped from foot to foot as she shimmied her panties off quickly. In a hurry to get into the water before Adam turned around, she tossed her underthings toward their folded clothing. Her bra didn't quite make it, but she didn't care.

Splashing, she scampered forward into the freezing water with her arms wrapped across her chest. She yelped as the lake splashed up across her thighs. Shuddering, she raced deeper until she was on her tiptoes in the sandy-bottomed lake. Body pressed tightly to Adam's back, Mimi wrapped her arms around him and soaked in his heat and strength. Down around her ankles, the temperature was frigid, thanks to the springs that fed the lake. He was an oasis of warmth in the chilled water.

As Adam turned around, he looped his powerful arms around her and pulled her against his naked body. The heat of his erection blazed against her. Adam said, "I do believe I have caught my first fish in this lake, a pretty ladyfish." He bent to kiss her, and she squirmed away.

Flushed with shame and arousal, she hissed, "People will see."

When she tried to take a step backward, he followed her with a predatory look in his eyes and reached out and claimed her wrist. "What will they see? Two people in love taking a swim?" His grip tightened as he drew her back into his arms. Moving deeper, he led them out until she could barely stand on her tiptoes. The surface of the lake lapped at her shoulders. The cold of the water and the way Adam was looking at her tightened her nipples, sending a shivery sensation throughout her body.

"This is too deep."

"It is perfect for what I have planned. Wrap your legs around me so I can keep you warm."

His hard cock slid against her. Even though they were very far from anyone, she whispered, "Adam, people don't do those kinds of things in lakes."

He nodded. "They do, and also in pools and hot tubs. Sometimes even when other people are around. Although I think that is crossing a certain number of lines."

The very idea broke her brain. "But... the water."

"Swishes around a lot." His big hands shaped to her body, following the lines of her curves. "Wrap yourself around me, wife."

Heat rose in her throat and up into her cheeks. "I couldn't, possibly." Mimi slid one thigh up along the outside of his leg toward his hip. "What would people say?"

Adam gripped her thigh and pulled her even closer, lifting her from the floor of the lake, so that she was floating in his hands. His hard, hot cock cradled against her belly. "They would say..." His lips skimmed her cheek. "That my wife likes to please me." Gently, he took her earlobe in his teeth and bit down.

With a shiver, Mimi slid her arms up across his shoulders and wound both of her legs around her husband.

"That's it." He encouraged, his voice going husky. "I've always wanted to bed a water nymph." He kissed her temple and then her cheek. "Lucky me, to have captured such a beautiful one." His mouth found hers, and she gave in. His wide hands and rough palms shaped to her body, drawing her tighter as he explored the curves he claimed. When he drew back, she was breathless. Inside her chest, her heart raced like a little bird.

"Make me warmer," she whispered. "I need you closer."

Teasing her, he simply tightened his embrace. "Is this enough?" She loved his wicked smile.

"No." Mimi shifted her hips restlessly against him. He was so close to being inside her. The nearness was tantalizing.

"Do you need more?"

Embarrassment bloomed, spreading a tingling fire of longing throughout her. How could he want her to say such things? Heat rose in her body, pushing back the cold of the water. "Yes."

He shifted his hips, and his cock slid across her sex. The hardness of him pressed to her tender labia, impossibly hot and tempting. His voice was electric across her cheek. "Say it, Mimi, I want to hear you tell me what you want."

She swallowed hard. "I want you inside me."

"Before or after you come?"

A shudder moved through her body. She drew back just enough to look at him better. His smile was warm and encouraging. As her body had an internal war, she took an unsteady breath. Her pussy and her clit both had very strong opinions about what should happen next. Mimi's mouth went dry. She shaped the word, "Before," with her lips, but couldn't get any sound out. A shudder of longing and anticipation moved through her.

His smile widened. "Lay back in the water. Let it hold you."

Uncertainly, she released her arms and floated backward.

"If you want me to taste you, pretty girl, let go of me with your shapely legs."

Mimi giggled and averted her gaze, turning her face up toward the stars. When she relaxed her legs, the water lifted her body toward the surface. He chuckled as he sank deeper. "I should have grabbed a pool noodle." His big hands settled on her body. "Do not drown. I forbid it."

Sighing as he effortlessly moved her through the water, she said, "Yes, Sir."

Water lapped against the edges of her breasts as he floated her body toward the shallow water. She tightly closed her eyes, uncertain just what her deliciously wicked man had in mind.

When the motion stopped, he demanded, "Stand up, girl."

When he used his bossy voice, it gave her the tingles. Orienting herself, she realized just how shallow he had brought them. Adam was on his knees, sitting in the water. Mimi held onto him as she stood up in the shallows. When she looked down at him, water from her hair streamed across her body. The moonlight gleamed on their exposed skin. She felt like a wild goddess with a handsome hunter before her, kneeling as her supplicant.

Mimi shaped her hands to her husband's handsome face. Reverently, he lifted her leg and settled one thigh on his shoulder. His powerful arms wrapped around her and without a word, he pulled her toward him until the furnace of his mouth pressed to her sex.

The heat of his tongue against the seam of her labia was hot as a brand as he slid higher toward her clit. Mimi let her head fall back. Her body was exposed to the moon and there was a wild and reckless man nestled between her thighs, doing the best of the most wicked things to her. The surface of the water lapped at his shoulders as he feasted on her. She sank her hands into his wet hair and rocked her hips into the complete magic of what he did with his mouth. The way he... The stroke of his tongue. The grip of his hands.

His fingers dug into her hips as she twisted higher toward the stars and their bright, sparkling light. She no longer cared if anyone saw them. The only thing in the whole of the world was her powerful, kind, kneeling husband and the swirl of his tongue. A pleasure more necessary than her next breath approached her like a consuming wave. She cried out, sounds that made a distant owl call back. Grinding into his face, her body took over.

There was a primal sweetness in giving over to the need and want. Her hands tightened in his wet hair as pleasure bright as a falling star, pulled her into its arc. Jerking and swaying, calling out in pleasure, her orgasm claimed her. He held her in place, stayed with her, took her higher. Legs shaking, she could barely stand as he slid her thigh from his shoulder.

Her body hummed as her throbbing sex spiraled heat outward. The whole of her felt opened and sensitized. As he ran his hands lightly up her hips to her waist, the experience was so intense her body undulated in his hands. When he rose from the water, he towered over her. Trembling, she stood before him, small and tender.

Adam lifted her effortlessly and walked them into the deeper water. Mimi clung to him with her face pressed into the curve of his neck. Water lapped at her hips and then her shoulders. Encouragement in sounds without language, he whispered against her cheek and settled his hard against her soft. Whimpering, Mimi shifted her hips restlessly against him until he slid home into her. The pressure, heat, and hardness of him erupted a wave of intense sensation that left her shuddering in his arms.

"Shh..." He soothed. "Let me in... Let me have this too." Vulnerable, without emotional or physical protection of any kind, she took him in deeper. Adam moved within her, so hot, so hers. She moaned as her body tightened around him. He held her in place as he began a delicious rocking rhythm that led her higher. Flowing together, Mimi cried out. The sound rang like a bell across the lake. The cries she made when she came echoed in the satin dark.

"That's my girl," he whispered. Drawing from her everything she had to give.