Strut your way into my heart

Aaron walks alongside his girlfriend. His arm wraps her neck like a snake as she held his wide and manly but slim waist. She carried his college bag for him, just so.

"Are we going home—" his question was answered quite interestingly. In front of him stood Jasmine and Jack. They leaned against the lemon tree whilst Aaron had his eyes wide like a spectacular witness.

"What are you two..." he then recognises the black Bentley behind them. Over his vision, he sees a keys behind tossed over him as Jack catches it. Jasmine squeaks in thrills.

"Happy holidays with her, boy! I'll see you after two days!" Yelling, Jasmine and Jack enter the car and dash off as if they were criminals escaping from Aaron the police.

He turns around, his mouth ajar. Ravine stood with her hands folded over her chest.

"Does that mean it was all planned from before?" He questions the woman who breaks into chuckles.

"Of course, darling. I can't let my man take exams for himself and leave me in the dark forever." She drags him by his hand, holding his wrist with her dainty fingers overlapping his skin. He was looking at her in awe. She was so thoughtful towards him.

"That wasn't forever, Ravine. Just half of a month dedicated towards brightening my future." She looks at him, glaring.

"Were you completely prepared for the tests before you took them?" His head tilts, but he nods.

"Then that's good. Knowledge is only ever useful when there aren't any exams to test it. You're confident on your learning, right? Then that is enough for the worldly knowledge." Saying, Ravine easily picks his bike from the view of many. They station against it, on either sides.

Aaron couldn't help himself but pull the woman into a kiss. Their hands met below on the seat cover as she kissed him whilst smiling innocently.

"Thank you. It's been a lot on my plate and you took away the biggest stresses off it. Thank you, baby girl."

"I'd expect a pay in kindness." She says, he smirks.

"Hop on then. I know a place."

....

The place which he knew was a meadow of an unknown person. It was nameless, it was casually owned by mother nature. Everyone and anyone could us it.

And so were they using it.

Beside the meadow was a thin flowing stream of water from a far away glacier.

Aaron helped spread their taken off clothes on the patch of grass they slept on, crushing it below themselves.

His big hands were by the sides of her head as he thrusts into her. No one could see them against the tall wild grass which masks their presence. He was sweating, just a little under the sun. She was looking up at him with amusement. Her pussy felt so hot and nurtured. She couldn't help but ooze her lubricants and give the man a better experience of having sex with her.

He groans in pleasure, her stomach twisting.

"Fuck, Aaron. You're so hot."

"So is the weather." He had a way to ruin her mood, just to uplift her again by making her scream his name. Tears of gratification crossed over her temple as she held his shoulders. He was banging her with all his might, clearly her pussy was turning red with the blood flow around inside.

Her whimpering sighs and moans were enhancing the experience. They suddenly hear hawks and eagles whistling and piping their chirps above their heads.

"Don't stop." Ravine brings him back from distraction. However, within a few minutes, the slight showers of an abnormal climate cools down everything. The smell of petrichor pleased their senses as they fucked slowly.

Ravine was on top of her man. He held her waist, occasionally pinching her nipples and playing her skin. She held his hands lovingly. It was more than just sex and lust that shone in their eyes. It was mutual respect and confidence that glistening in their eyes. He takes her spectacles off, pulling her down to kiss his lips under the slight showers from the sky.

"I love you, baby girl." He whispers to her over the sounds of rain drops tapping on the grass.

"I love you too, handsome. I love you more than you can imagine."

"Then I love you more than you can love me." She had nothing more to say. He slowly grinds up into her core. He spreads her cheeks to allow more of his balls to sink into her.

She shudders with the experience. Her lips magnetize towards him again. They couldn't stop touching each other, nor holding any part of each other's bodies.

However, they realise their phones might be in danger. When Aaron was about to tuck the phones below him, beneath the cloth as he acted as a shield to it, there was an unread message from his mother.

He covers his phone from the rain to read,

[Aaron...

Your father is no more.

He passed away this afternoon. Please come home, son. I'm scared.]