Between Desire and Power

Chapter 6 - Park

～7 Years Ago～

He gently pushed me down onto the grass, aligning his body fully with mine. I could feel every part of him, including the enticing part of him that was screaming for attention.

We were in a secluded part of the park where no one could see us. This feeling of making out in a public area was something I’d never experienced before, and I felt like I was falling in love with the thrill of it.

His hand lightly traced the edge of my shirt as if he wanted to slip inside, teasing me as he lingered there.

“Ahh…” I couldn't hold back, letting out a soft moan.

“Yes, baby, moan for me so everyone can hear,” he demanded, entirely unbothered by the fact that we were in public.

“But we’re in…the park… oh!” I tried to stop him from slipping his hand inside my shirt, but it was too late.

Instead of moving upward, he moved downward. His long fingers gave my panties a gentle tug, making me cry out, my surprise quickly turning into desire.

“You want this, huh?” he tested, though he knew exactly what I wanted.

Embarrassed, I tried to hold back, controlling myself from making a sound.

Suddenly, he stopped his hands.

“What? Why did you stop?” I snapped out of my daze, looking at him in confusion.

“Say it, say that you want it,” he teased me with a wicked smile, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

I blushed deeply, not expecting him to say that. I felt shy, but my body was screaming for his touch so desperately.

“I…” I opened my mouth but stubbornly shut it again.

“What? I can’t hear you,” he teased, wrapping his large hand around my hips.

“Ohhh…” I couldn't hold back, letting out a soft moan.

“I…I want you. I want you inside me.” My mind gave way to my desire, my body trembling, waiting for his touch.

He immediately obliged. One hand moved to my breast, lightly flicking my right n****e, making it hard and perky, while his other large hand slipped past the edge of my panties, touching my p***y lips.

“You’re already so wet…god, woman,” he cursed, his fingers lightly caressing my c******s.

I felt like I was in heaven. His skilled fingers, feather-light but quick, together with the way he groped my sensitive breasts, were pushing me to the edge fast. I could feel his desire for me, his pants bulging, his manhood almost too hard, ready to burst.

I knew what I needed to do. I leaned into him, reaching into his warm pants, wrapping my hand around his unbelievably hard c**k.

Damn, this man must be at least seven or eight inches. I couldn’t believe something like this could even fit.

He tensed when I grabbed him but soon began moaning softly as I started stroking him. I was mesmerized watching him, eyes closed, his face showing pure bliss as he enjoyed my touch.

But he didn’t ignore his touch on me either. Instead, he sped up, making light circles around my c**t, his fingers driving me wild.

This bastard is teasing me…damn…!!

He suddenly pushed his fingers inside my c**t, pumping in and out of me quickly.

“Fuckkk!” The unexpected sensation of being filled overwhelmed me, and I screamed out loud.

Andrew immediately put his hands over my mouth to silence me while his fingers continued working their magic, touching my sweet spot and bringing me closer to the paradise I craved.

“Ohh…” I couldn’t hold it any longer. Having s*x in the park, unnoticed by everyone else, feeling his talented fingers, was an otherworldly experience.

I cried out again, muffled by his hand, but the feeling was nothing short of divine.

I was in heaven, with him by my side. As I slowly rode the aftershocks of my release, he looked at me with love and affection.

He helped me fix my clothes, not caring about his own needs at all. He looked sincerely into my eyes and said, “I love you, Kate. You are amazing.”

I think I might have had another small orgasm just from hearing those words. Without thinking twice, I replied, a natural reaction, as if I’d known him forever.

“I love you, Andrew. You’re amazing.”

His face lit up like Christmas as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.

“Really?” he asked, almost like a sixth-grader, seeking reassurance once more.

“Yes, I love you. I think I’ve loved you since the first moment I saw you,” I replied, telling him the truth of what I’d felt from the beginning.

He smiled, and it was heartbreakingly beautiful. And he kissed me, again and again, until the sun had completely set, until the park was empty, until the world stopped, and it was just me and him.