I grunted, biting my lower lip as her face scrunched with pleasure. Her breathing picked up as I brushed four fingers across the material. The warm moisture soaking through her panties, leaving my fingers damp told me that she was prepared. Sliding the material to the side, I brushed the pad of my thumb down over her clit. A moan leaving her lips as she buried her face into the crook of my neck.
“Mm…how’s that feel gorgeous?” I whispered.
She pressed her lips against my neck in retaliation, the softest of moans leaving her lips. I smirked. Did she think she was going to distract me? The thought made me chuckle.
Picking up the pace, I flickered my thumb back and forth against the sensitive button. Her body twitched as she moaned against me. “Fuck, Christopher,” she whispered loudly through an unsteady moan.
I smirked and moved back, quickly planting a passionate kiss against her lips, as I slid my index and forefinger past her entrance. Her hot tight core enclosed my fingers in a snug fashion. The passion and depth of the kiss heightened as I pushed deeper inside of her, pivoting my wrist and circulating my fingers to feel every inch of her hot core. Moisture accumulated and built up, sending my mind into an oblivious world. Whether we were behind closed doors, or out in the wild of these redwood trees… all that mattered was pleasuring Lorelai until she reached a sweet climax.
Harmonious moans escaped her throat against my lips. I nipped, nibbled and pulled at her lips and pulled my lips away, watching as she leaned back into the bark, arching her back and pivoting her hips into the rhythm of my fingers. Her body language and movement screamed in volumes of how she was feeling. The further I pushed, the faster I moved. She reacted accordingly with panting, breathy moans. It was such a damn turn on and made me want to discover how I could push her further to experience more pleasure.
Using my free hand, I pushed her pants along with her panties halfway down her thighs: and backed her further into the side of the tree, where it would be hard for someone to spot us and moved to my knees. I paced the movement of my fingers inside, watching as she pivoted her hips against my fingers flawlessly. My eyes moved up and down her body, locking onto her eyes as a ray of light shined through against the inside of the tree trunk to take in the sight of her disheveled clothes hanging array from her partially naked body. Every contour and slim curve became visible as I locked my eyes on hers. I leaned in and teased my tongue up and around her sensitive nub.
Gasped breaths and soft moans escaped her throat as she pushed her fingers through my hair, gripping it between her fingers. I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked gently as my fingers continued pumping faster inside of her wet folds. Her breathy moans intensified as I picked up the pace, using the tip of my tongue to stimulate her clit. Parting my mouth away for a moment to appreciate the view above me as she started coming undone, I quickly moved my mouth back to her clit as the hot liquid leaked against my fingers. The intense orgasm dripped over my hand and into my mouth. Parting ways with her writhing body, I watched as my name fell flawlessly from her lips, and I knew that I’d brought her into a place of serenity.
Breaking Forbidden Rules
Lorelai
Sweaty perspiration coated the surface of my body, as I came down from the intense orgasm Christopher just gave me. Here we were inside of a redwood tree of all forsaken places as pleasure coursed through my veins. I arched my back as he placed his lips against every inch of my skin, making his way back to his feet. I ran my fingers through his hair, looking up at him as he held me by the waist and brushed his thumbs against my waist.
“Chris…”
He leaned in and planted passionate kisses against my neck. Reaching around, I grasped onto his back.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Lor…”
I smiled. “Mmm… you sure know how to keep a girl wanting more, Montgomery.”
He chuckled. “Guess we’ll just have to see each other later to continue, won’t we?” He husked against my neck.
“Bet your ass,” I whispered back.
He leaned in from the side, drinking me in as he moved in close and grazed his lips against my jawline and whispered, “Hm… You wanna tell me about what these future endeavors might entail?”
I giggled softly. “Well, I’ll definitely be searching deep for something special to wear.”
A low growl left his lips. “Mmm… and what would this special something look like?”
I bit my lower lip. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Keep it up, Castillo. I will tease you until you are shifting uncomfortably… and leave you hanging in ways you couldn’t muster to imagine.”
A stifled moan left my lips. “Mmm. Please do, baby. Two can play that game.” I reached down and grasped his hard cock through his pants, gasping in a soft moan and knowing how crazy it drove him.
He pulled away, smoothing his hands up my arms, his fingers sliding through the straps to my bra back to my shoulders. “As tempting as it is to strip you down right here and pleasure you even more out here in the wilderness, I think we should wait, beautiful.” He re-clasped the brackets together, and slowly but surely redressed me.
I glared up at him playfully. “Have you practiced the art of leaving a girl hanging before? Cause, I’m starting to feel like you’re doing this on purpose.”
He chuckled. “I’m driving you crazy?” He paused. “The feeling is mutual.”
I bit my lower lip, holding back a giggle. “Then you’ll just have to come out and play later, won’t you?”
“I guess I will.” He spat in a snarky tone, his grey-blue hues grew a shade darker with his tone.
I smiled sweetly as I slid my arms around his waist. “I’ll find us a spot to spend the night, and then I’ll be yours.”
He moved his lips toward my ear. “All night? Are you sure you could handle such circumstances?”
I smirked. “More than certain, Mr. Montgomery.” His smartass remarks tickled me. How was it possible to grasp such an intense connection so quickly? His claims for being grumpy hardly phased me. He was actually rather adorable when he was grumpy and even more so when he scolded and scowled.
He smiled, leaning in to peck a kiss against my cheek and finished fixing my clothes before he took my hand and pressed a gentle kiss to each of my knuckles. “Where will we venture next, my lady?”
I smiled, leading him out of the redwood back down to the trail. “Do you have anywhere to be soon?”
“Nope. My day is free.”
I smiled, leading him down the trail. “Perfect.”
Adventures with Christopher had become a cherished need. I couldn’t accept the forbidden rule of no dating. I needed a plan, and to make sure Chris was a thousand percent on board.
***
The beauty of the Muir woods trails was that they led to more beautiful sceneries, and in my opinion the only reason I spent so much time down here. The trail led us down the mountain to Muir Beach, which had spectacular views of the Pacific Ocean and beyond.
I looked back to Chris as we made our way down the last hill to the beach and smiled as he stared off aimlessly, completely taken away with the views unveiled. We walked hand in hand down the beach, not another human soul in sight. It was the two of us and the wide open Pacific Ocean gently crashing against the shore.
He slipped his hand out of mine, slipping an arm around me from behind and pulled me close. I looked up at him and smiled as he inched closer and pressed a gentle kiss against my lips. I held on for a moment before I broke it and turned to face him placing both of my hands against his chest.
“So, do you show all the boys next door these secret hideaways?”
A soft giggle left my lips. “Nope. You’re the first one. You should feel quite special, Montgomery.”
He chuckled. “Oh, I most definitely do.”
I rubbed my hands over his back gently. “I actually wanted to talk to you about that. As much as I don’t want this to end, we need to talk about the near future and when we�
��ll see each other without being caught by my parents or anyone that would talk and spread the word around.”
He ran his fingers and hands over my back gently, reaching around and ran his fingers through the ends of my hair. “My schedule is pretty wide open right now. What were you thinking?”
“I have to check which of the boathouses is free, but I figured we could make them our meet up spots? Have our own little getaway out of sight and away from everyone?”
He smiled, and pecked my lips. “I love the sound of that. Being away from everyone and taking in the natural beauty of this town has been a treat, and even sweeter because it’s with you.”
A wide smile crossed my lips as I gazed up at him. “We can continue discovering the beauty together then. I promised I would break you in easy, and one of the Castillo family values is we don’t break promises.”
He smiled, grazing his lips against my cheek before he let go and unwrapped his arms from around me, and took my hand, leaning down to untie his shoes.
“What are you doing?”
He looked up from a bent over position. “You’ll see.”
I held his hand. “You’re not thinking about going in that water, are you?”
He raised an eyebrow as he successfully kicked his shoes off and pulled his socks off. “Maybe?”
“Christopher! That water is freezing!” I exclaimed.
He let go of my hand and I fumbled to grasp a hold of his back. “You are not taking me in that water, Christopher!” I warned.
He stood back up after I reluctantly allowed him to remove my shoes and socks, sweeping me off of my feet. He threw me over his shoulder. “No? You’re not going in? Really? Cause I think you are.”
Bouts of laughter left my lips as I struggled to move out of his grip and watched as he made footprints in the sand down toward the water. “Put me down! You… you… scallywag!”
Low chuckles could be heard as I set my eyes on the foaming water at the shore. “We don’t even have bathing suits!” I pleaded, but there was no use. There was no turning back for this stubborn man. For being a man with such charm, he was quick to open up to his adventurous side; and he might not have saw it right there in that moment, but I was secretly warming up too it.
I looked up to see we were about twelve feet from the shore. Gentle hands grasped my waist as he held back a chuckle. “You were right about one thing, this water is kind of chilly.”
I felt myself sliding down as he pulled me into the water, inhaling a sharp breath through my lips, and squealed. “Dammit, Christopher! No!”
He chuckled and submerged me into the chilling salt water anyway. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you warm, I’m a furnace.”
“You won’t be when you go into hypothermic shock, Montgomery!” I spat.
He smiled and looked at me as we were now eye level. “I thought I was supposed to be covering the grumpy moods.”
This boy was driving me crazy in the best and worst possible way. A growl left my throat as I narrowed my eyes at him. “Guess you’re not the only grumpy bear in all of Marin County, Montgomery!”
His smile widened, as he laughed. “You’re adorable when you get mad, has anyone ever told you that?”
“No! Well, no one besides you because you’re absolutely absurd!” I yelled. This kid was a loon, and I really didn’t mind it.
My words only sent him further into laughter before he cupped my cheek and pulled me close. Suddenly, the water wasn’t so cold and everything he’d done to get me into the water somehow floated away and I wasn’t mad anymore. Our breathing synced as we leaned in mutually until his lips grazed against mine in a smooth intimate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and allowed his lips to press into mine in intervals of passion.
We stood there for what seemed like forever, in a hot and heavy make-out session that never went further than that. We were both so content, but the emotions of how he made me feel started racing through my head at a million miles a minute. Our personalities meshed and mixed together like my grandparents recipe for their homemade spaghetti. There were so many ingredients and each one had to have the perfect amount or it was ‘no good’ as my grandmother said. Christopher wasn’t supposed to come around me; and yet here we were two days later and I couldn’t seem to let him go or push him away like my Father wished. He was the perfect recipe for a man. He had a sense of humor, he was protective, passionate, and most of all, he could keep up with my banter. While he hesitated to take my after-party Summer Bash invitation Friday night, once he caved, he was all in.
His strong arms enclosed around me, rubbing his large hands over my body. Goosebumps covered my skin; and even though he was doing his best to keep me warm, he cradled me in his arms without breaking the kiss, he brought us back to the shore. He broke the kiss as he lowered himself into the sand and kept a secure hold on me and sat me between his legs as the ocean water dripped from our fully clothed bodies.
I laid my legs across one of his and gazed up at him with gentle eyes and smiled at him.
He looked back down at me studiously. “What’s that look for?”
I paused to think about how I wanted to word this, and hoped that he would reciprocate with how I felt. “I know we haven’t known each other that long, but I’m really happy and content when I’m with you.”
A smile widened across his lips as he rubbed a hand up and down the side of my waist. “To be honest with you? I am too. I had no idea what would come of this move; but if I could spend the rest of the summer spending my time with you, and allowing whatever this is to grow, I think I’d be okay with that.”
“You mean, sneaking off and being naughty teenagers in the woods and at the beach?”
He chuckled. “Not just that, but being around you. I did not like how the situation was handled on Friday night, and I was feeling some type of way being told to stay away from you.” He spoke just above a whisper as he pushed a piece of hair behind my ear.
I placed my hand against his arm gently. “I know exactly what you mean, but I’m happy that I caught you before you hid yourself away. I want to continue seeing you, no matter what my family said and I have just the way for us to do it.”
“Yeah? What’s that?”
“I’ll show you when we head back,” I said.
“Do you have to be back soon?”
“I should be okay for a little while longer.”
He smiled. “Good, because I’m not ready to go back yet.”
I smiled back at him, leaning up to peck his lips before I sat up and leaned back into him. “We need to dry off before we head back anyway.”
He chuckled. It was a sneaky little chuckle. Did he think this sneaky act of his was cute? He laid his head against my shoulder, pressing a gentle kiss against my soaking wet shirt.
Slowly turning my head, I met his eyes with a glare in my own. “You’re so smug,” I spoke above a whisper.
He chuckled once more. “Me? Chris Montgomery, smug? Only when it comes to pretty young ladies, such as yourself.”
A smile cracked through my lips, and I shook my head at him. “I should be enraged with you right now for pulling me into that freezing cold water; and for the life of me, I can’t be mad at you.”
He raised both eyebrows, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Oh, I’m sure you could. Let me hear you growl. I’ll bet it’s ferocious.”
I held in my laughter as I prepared my best growl for him. Turning my head away from him, I inhaled a breath and looked at him with the meanest of glares. “Grrr!” My mission failed. I sounded like a pathetic cub. My poor excuse at the attempt pushed us both into a bout of laughter.
I looked at him after a moment of staring out at the water. “I can’t fake being mad! But I promise you don’t want to see me mad with the thick Italian blood I am cut with.”
He pulled me closer in his arms. “I think I could handle any version of you that you threw at me.”
“Is that so?” I stared up at him, studying his facial fe
atures. His defined jawline, and big easy to get lost in grey-blue eyes staring back at me. I realized that I was putty in his hands and that I would go to far lengths to keep him close.
“It is and I wouldn’t allow it to be any other way and I couldn’t imagine anyone else showing me the ropes to life here in Sausalito.”
I smiled and planted a gentle kiss to his scruffy cheek. “I wouldn’t want anyone else trying to achieve such a task either. They could easily steer you in the wrong direction,” I said, and stopped to think about just how easy it could’ve been for him to slip into the wrong crowd. Turning myself slightly, I wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him a little closer as we sat in silence listening to the waves gently crash against the shore.
***
Returning to the car, I watched as he sat up front and went into the trunk to grab a box before sitting in the front seat.
“So, I have a little something for you.”
He looked over as he shut the door. “Yeah? What is it?”
“Another way to communicate. As you might’ve figured out, my Father likes to run a tight ship.”
He nodded and groaned a bit. “I did. So what have you come up with?”
“I found these in the storage closet while I was working.” I said, and handed him the box.
He took the box and laid his head back against the seat. “Walkie-talkies? Really, Lorelai? How old are we?”
I giggled. “Six and three-quarters!” I nudged him playfully.
He picked his head up and slid the box’s contents out to set them up. “You’re killing me. You know that?”
I smiled. “I only kill in the best ways, Montgomery. The person lives to tell about all the agony I put them through.”
He chuckled. “Alright, for you I’ll give it a whirl.”
I squealed out in happiness, and watched as he assembled the two black boxes with the batteries, and set up the channel. “They should be ready to go. We can test them when we get back.”
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