Under the Open Sky

The garden was secluded, surrounded by the high fence that Lucas and Meg had put up for privacy, yet the open sky above made them feel exposed. A patch of soft grass lay beneath them, dotted with small daisies swaying gently in the evening breeze.

Lucas pulled Meg close, their bodies pressing together as they lay on their sides. His hands roamed over her body, caressing the curve of her hip as he whispered into her ear, "I've been thinking about this all day." She shivered at his words, feeling the thrill of being desired cast over her like a spell.

Meg's shirt slipped over her head with Lucas's help, and she eagerly reached for his waistband, tugging until his jeans were discarded beside them. She was surprised by the coolness of the evening air on her skin, contrasting sharply with the heat between them. Lucas's lips found Meg's neck, each kiss sending tingles down her spine as his hands explored her breasts, fingers trailing across her nipples until they peaked under his touch.

Rolling her onto her stomach, Lucas positioned himself behind her. The grass brushed against Meg's belly, cool and tickling, as Lucas's warm body aligned with hers. His cock pressed against her entrance, and with a swift, rough thrust, he filled her completely. Meg gasped, the sensation more intense than she'd imagined. The grounding feel of the earth beneath her heightened everything — Lucas's steady rhythm, the crisp air, the rustle of leaves — making the moment even more daring.