She could feel the awkwardness creeping between them. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Something wrong?" He asked. The wind blew her hair as the car drove on.

"Everything's fine." she smiled at him. They'd met only moments before but they had spoken for weeks. They knew each other well enough. She tried to start a conversation but what else was there to talk about then the weather. “It’s a beautiful day.” This was starting to make her head spin.

“Sure is,” he replied and that’s where the conversation ended.

He turned onto a dirt drive way that led to a cabin secluded in the woods. She stepped out of the car and took a long breath of fresh air. Her head was already starting to clear. He opened the trunk and pulled out their bags. She watched him, watched as his muscles got tense when he picked something up. She felt a slight pull in her to touch him, to feel his muscles around her. He slung them over his shoulder and as he walked by her towards the door, his hand reached out and squeezed her ass. Not expecting it, she jumped a bit and just grinned at him.

They walked in and for a minute just took in where they would be staying for the weekend. He dropped the bags and turned to face her. She looked at him, her big brown eyes met his and a rush went through her veins. She took a step towards him while looking down and grabbed at the waist of his pants. She looked up at him. Her arms wrapped around his neck just as she pushed her body into his. She licked her lips all while staring right into his eyes. His arms slowly slid around her until they sat right in the small of her back. He pulled her into him. She slowly brought her lips to his, just gently teasing him. He tried to deepen the kiss but she pulled back a bit making it clear she was in control. Just before pulling away, she let her tongue ever so slightly grazes his lips.

“I need a drink," she stated and left him there, unsatisfied.

She grabbed the bag full of booze they brought and ran to the kitchen. She opened a cupboard above the counter and stood on her tip toes to get the shot glasses on the top shelf. He couldn’t help but watch her move. As she reached up, there was a peak of skin right at her waist. She popped open the bottle of vodka and poured herself a shot.

"It's a little early for hard liquor, don't you think?" He asked with a smirk. She looked at the clock. 4:00pm.

"Not for what I have planned," she downed the shot and poured herself and him another. "I'm not drinking alone" she exclaimed and pushed the shot towards him.

She held out her glass, they cheered and downed the drinks. The glasses hit the table and she made them each a mix of vodka and juice.

She slid on the wood floor over the stereo and within seconds her phone was plugged in and her sexy playlist was playing. She started swaying her body to the music, a little reserved to begin with, but she soon loosened up with the booze and started to really get into it. He took a seat on the couch just to watch with his drink in hand. Her hands started to caress her body, her fingers brushed along her neck, her brown hair falling in her face. Her loose tank top showed a bit of skin at her hips. Her hips swayed back and forth making sure he got a perfect view of her ass that sat in her little white shorts.

He stood up, put his glass on the side table and grabbed her waist from behind. She kept on swaying to the beat. His hands slid up her shirt and gently squeezed her breasts.

His touch sent a shiver down her spine. She leaned her head back just enjoying the attention. He slid her tank top over her head and let it fall to the floor. She turned to him and pulled his face to hers. Their lips collided. Her lips spread to let him in. Her hands ran through his hair and let their tongues explore. She pulled his shirt up and threw it to the side. Her hands then occupied themselves with rubbing his dick through his pants. She could feel it growing under her touch. Satisfaction filled her and she suppressed a smile. She undid his belt and pulled his shorts down roughly, pulling his boxers at the same time. His erection sprang out.

She pushed him back on to the couch and slowly knelt on the floor. She crawled over to him before gently sliding her nails up his thighs. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around his shaft and slowly started to tug. Then getting in real close, she lowered her head, taking him between her lips and into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down while her tongue swirled around the head of his hard dick. He grabbed her hair as he took a deep breath. Her hands kept busy, one cupped his balls and the other tugged at what her mouth couldn't reach. When she was sure his cock was wet she jumped up and slowly slid her shorts and panties off her hips.

She got on top of him one leg on each side and guided his dick to the entrance of her pussy. She let the head just feel the warmth before pushing herself down. His dick slowly slid inside her. She let out a short moan and bit her lip hard. The first thrust is always what she liked most. That moment of pure connection was what she desired. Her hips rocked back and forth just feeling her walls stretch for him. His hand grabbed her hips and started to guide her to go faster. She got into a rhythm and let her moans out freely. She was coming so close when he stopped her.

"Not yet," he whispered. She could feel his hot breath on her ear.

He stood her up and led her into the bedroom. He laid her down gently on her back and positioned himself between her legs. He led his dick right in front of her soaking hole. Her chest rose and fell and he watched as her breasts followed. He pushed himself inside her and she took a sharp breath. His hands intertwined in hers and he pinned them above her head. His lips were millimeters away from hers; they were breathing the same air. As he slowly thrust inside her, she moaned, encouraging him to go faster. His thrusts got deeper and faster. Her moans grew louder.

"Yeah, fuck me, daddy," she let out through deep breaths.

His hips moved faster until he got into a rhythm of ecstasy. He freed her hands to feel her body. She ran her fingers through his hair trying to grab something to stabilize the wave of pleasure she could feel building up.

"I'm going to cum, baby," she whimpered from underneath him.

He could feel his own orgasm coming. He fastened his pace and thrust harder. Her hands gripped his hair just as her walls started to contract around him. The feeling of her pussy pulling on him drove him over the edge.

They sat there for a moment just riding the waves of their orgasms. He fell beside her and she entangled herself into him. She nudged his cheek with her nose and gave him a soft kiss. She nuzzled her head in the crook of his neck indicating she wanted to be held.

He gently ran his hand through her hair and said, "Good little kitten."