Exton

Cassie chuckles, a deep, throaty sound. “I dont think we need necklaces to tell us about 'wet'.” And she returns the caress, her lips and tongue trailing along Keons neck. Her body molds itself to Keons, both pressing tightly into the other.

Cassie pulls away for a second to slip her top off and grinning, Keon does the same. They kiss passionately, hands exploring, touching softly, Cassie's nipples hard and aching.

She is fascinated with the difference in the colors of their skin. Keons blackness could blend in with the shadows or the darkest, deepest water in the lake. Cassies blue skin looks brighter in the moonlight, a glimmer of moonbeams touching the shadows.

Her hand slips down to feel his hardness and rubbing gently, Keon moans into her neck. Taking her face in his hands he says, “I want you, so much. And yer necklace lass, look at it..”

Cassie looks down at the clear, bright stones and smiles. Looking up again Keon is smiling at her, but the deisre is plain on his face.. His smile tugs at Cassies heart, caring and tenderness, want and desire all swelling up inside her.

The feelings of caring and tenderness too close to a stronger emotion and she forces them down and back to the place within herself that she keeps such things locked away.

Keon can sense the very subtle shift in her emotions, but has no time to think on it. Cassie steps back and pulls off her skirt. Standing on the dock with nothing on save the jewelry he gave her she gives him a sidelong glance and takes his hand. With a grin she says, “Lets continue this inside.....”