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The feel of his firm chest beneath her fingertips was warm and inviting. Cyrus groaned as she traced over her chest and across his nipple. Smiling into his lips as she found a small nipple piercing she had never realized was there. With a little tug of her fingers on the steel ball, Cyrus instinctively bucked his hips into hers with a feral growl from deep within that rumbled over her lips.

In the distance, a slow rain fell. Everyone back at the bonfire ran for cover, but Mia and Cyrus didn’t even notice.

Cyrus pulled off his shirt and Mia looked up at him through hooded eyes, her gaze sliding down over his gloriously muscled body, following that perfect V that led down beneath his jeans.

She ran her hands over his chest, and Cyrus felt himself flex as heat rushed straight to his throbbing need. A twitch of his growing member was almost painful to the touch. To release some pressure, he moved his hips to meet Mia’s. The bulge pressing against her made her release a soft gasp when his full hardness grazed over the hilt of her sex. She desperately wished the fabric between them wasn’t there, allowing him to enter her fully. Her body reacted with needy pleasure.

“Cyrus… mmm.”

“Mmm. Fuck, Mia. You’re so beautiful.”

His hips circled, pressing hard against her mound. As the heat between them grew, Cyrus’ hands made their way to her hips, pulling her closer. Grinding into her with lust-filled desperation, her body moved in rhythm with his own.

Mia thought at any moment she would explode. She was so close already and he had barely touched her.

“Tell me what you need?” Mia whispered into his lips.

Cyrus gripped her wrist, moving her hand over the bulge beneath his jeans, using her hand for pressure. “Please. I need you to touch me before I go out of my mind.”

Cyrus unzipped his jeans, pulling his hard member free with a flick. Stroking his length with long hard passes, Mia’s licked her lips watching him. He glided her hand over his slick tip and her hands worked over him. Leaning back with a deep sigh, he longed for relief as Mia slowly went to her knees. Cyrus felt the flick of her tongue teasing the tip and he glided his hand through her long hair.

“Is this what you want?”

“Yes. Just like that. Don’t stop. I want to feel your lips around me.”

Mia slowly glided over him, making his knees go weak. Using her hand to massage him, Cyrus felt his body shiver as she took as much of him as she could. His massive erection pulsated as her head bobbed to meet his slow thrust. Cyrus’s fingers laced in her hair, gripping tighter and moving his hips to meet her motions.

With a growl of pleasure he moaned, “Your mouth feels so good.”

Mia pulled at his leg and Cyrus looked down, seeing her big loving eyes looking up at him. She reached for his hand and he went to his knees. “What do you want, baby?”

“Make love to me.”

“Mia… Here? In the woods? Are you sure?”

“Please? Here. Make love to me. I’m ready.”

He didn’t wait for more confirmation. He needed her.

Cyrus placed his shirt behind Mia, laying her down on the soft grass. The rain in the distance coming up fast. As the drops of rain fell, he went into action to pull her to shelter.

Mia stopped him, grabbing his wrist. “No. It’s perfect. Make love to me in the rain.”

Cyrus leaned over, resting his arm beside her head, and brushing a damp stray lock from her face. Mia knew this was the time. The moon left a halo around Cyrus’ head as he hovered over her with pure love and adoration in his eyes.

Mia smiled up at him, knowing this was right. “I need you, Cyrus. I love you. This feels right.”

“I love you too. With everything in me.”

As the rain fell, Cyrus’s fingers traced over her white tank top that was now wet and her hardened nipples piercing the thin fabric. Lifting her top, his lips found their way to her soft pink peeks, sucking them into his mouth with a groan. Mia’s back arched as his eye never left hers.

“That’s right, flower. Moan for me. Show me what you need. Give your body to me. Only me.”

“Please?”

“Please what? What do you want?”

Mia’s fingers moved down her body, resting between her thighs. Cyrus smiled as her fingers grazed over her core. He slowly unzipped her jean shorts as Mia’s breathing became a desperate pant.

“Here?”

With painful teasing, Cyrus watched as her eyes became full of lusty need. Her body moved to his every touch, mimicking the sway of the trees as the whistling wind blew through the forest. Slowly he pulled down her shorts, exposing her black lace panties. Resting between her legs as a warm rain poured over their bodies, he smoothed a finger over her slit, pulling slightly at the lace, bringing it between her folds.

The pressure from the fabric against her sensitive nub made Mia feel like she would come undone. Her hips bucked as he played with her body like turning an instrument.

“Did you wear these for me, my flower? I bet you did. Tell me, Mia. Do you touch yourself when you think about me? Isn’t this so much better than those fantasies we have about each other?”

“Yes. Oh. Yes. Please? More.”

“Mmm. My good girl.” Cyrus moved the lace, licking at her slick bundle of nerves, sucking the bead between his lips, making Mia squeal with pleasure. His finger pressing on her opening, he slowly entered her.

“Fuck. You are so beautiful. So tight. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

“Please, Cyrus. I can’t wait. I need you.”

“Patience. I want to enjoy this. I’ve been waiting for you for too long. I’m finally making love to my sweet flower and I’m going to take my sweet, slow time to enjoy you. I’m going to make love to you and finally, you’ll be mine. In the rain…”

He kissed her slick wet folds, pressing another finger into her with a slow deliberate motion, making her squirm under his touch. He was teasing her, and Mia just wanted him to take her completely.

“Under the sky…” Cyrus moved to kiss up her body. “In the woods…” As he reached her lips, he pressed a tender kiss. “Natural. How it’s meant to be.”

Mia whispered into his lips. “Take me. Now.”

Cyrus reached for his pants to get a condom. Quickly pulling it on, he moved back to Mia, slowly peppering soft kisses over her lips. The connection. Slow. Deliberate. Needy.

Running his tip over her opening, Mia looked into his eyes. She was ready.

Cyrus hesitated for a moment. He wouldn’t rush her. He looked into her eyes waiting for her to permit him to go further. It had to be her choice.

“Don’t stop.”

Cyrus nodded and slowly entered her. Mia flinched at the sudden burning intrusion, and Cyrus slowed to enter her. With ease to subside the sudden pain from her first time, he kissed her softly. He knew he was endowed and wanted her first time to be one she would look back on as a happy memory.

Mia pulled him closer as her body adjusted to his girth. As her movement increased, Cyrus slowly made love to her. Moving his body in perfect waves in rhythm with hers.

Moments seemed like hours as they made love in the slow pouring rain. The moans of their passion were a melody in beat with the raindrops that trickled on the lake and off the trees. Mia’s cries of pleasure were like heaven to his ears as they echoed across the lake.

Cyrus watched her body like she was his goddess, as the moon peeked through the clouds shining off her face. He knew now. She was all he ever wanted.

The slow-motion of their lovemaking was in pure sync with the rain falling around them. It was as if nature was singing a song for the unity of their love. It was perfect. She was his, and Cyrus was going to make every inch of her know it.

Mia could feel herself reaching the height of her arousal as her body quivered.

Cyrus’s grunts and moans became more rapid as he pounded into her with a feral grunt. “Mia... I’m…”

“Cyrus. Yes… Ahh!”

Her body quaked around him as her orgasm took over, making her see stars behind her eyes from the intensity at its height. Milking his cock with every tremble, Cyrus’s body tensed as he reached climax.

“Fuck… Mia!” He grunted as his body released.

Cyrus collapsed over her, and her legs wrapped around him.

“Don’t let go.” Mia shook as the waves of pleasure subsided.

“Never. I’ll never let go.”

As they came down from their high, the rain slowed. Cyrus moved to the side, pulling her into his arms. Mia’s body was shaking from a mix of the afterglow and the cool breeze from the rain.

“Happy birthday, Mia.” He laid a kiss on her forehead and Mia snuggled into him with a smile. “Come on, baby. Let’s get you someplace warm. We can shower together and get this mud off and warm you up. I have a gift for you back at the camper.”

She agreed as they gathered their clothes. As they walked back down the path, Cyrus looked back at the clearing with a smile.

Mia watched his shining eyes in the moonlight. She would never regret this. He had been the one she had been saving herself for.