Chapter 288 Outdoor Sex
Michael's actions felt incredibly intimate to Elizabeth.
The way he looked at her was filled with possessiveness.
The way he touched her foot felt like a tease.
What embarrassed her was that she actually responded to his teasing.
She awkwardly turned her head, pretending to look at the mountain scenery outside the window.
Unfortunately, it was pitch black, and there was nothing to see.
As Michael wiped her foot, he asked, "What are you looking at?"
Elizabeth replied, "The stars."
Michael said, "Wanna go see the stars? They're brighter up in the mountains than in the city."
Elizabeth turned her head, her face lighting up with excitement. "Can we?"
Michael smiled. "Why not? As long as you're up for it."
Elizabeth quickly nodded. "I can handle it."
Michael fetched her shoes and socks, helping her put them on.
He looked at her. "Then let's go."
Michael borrowed a flashlight from the front desk and led her up the mountain.
Behind the hotel, there was a large area of rocks.
Michael picked a relatively flat one and sat down.
He patted his thigh and glanced at Elizabeth. "Sit here."
Elizabeth saw his gesture and understood his intention. She felt a bit embarrassed.
What exactly was their relationship now? How did they suddenly become so close?
She stood there, not moving. "I can just stand."
Michael looked up at her. "Are you sure? How long can you stand?"
He gently tugged at her clothes. "It's cold up here, and the ground is chilly. You'll be uncomfortable."
Elizabeth brushed her hair behind her ear and chose to sit down.
She gently sat on Michael's lap.
In the darkness, Michael's lips curled into a slight smile.
His left hand gently wrapped around Elizabeth's waist, and his right hand pointed to the night sky.
"Look, aren't the stars bright? I wasn't lying, was I?"
Elizabeth looked up at the starry sky, marveling. "They're really beautiful!"
She remembered watching a meteor shower with Sarah years ago. The feeling then was completely different from now.
At this moment, she felt very peaceful.
She looked up, quietly watching the twinkling stars.
She softly asked, "Michael, do you believe in reincarnation?"
Michael gazed deeply at her and responded in a low voice, "I just want to live this life well."
He gently embraced her.
Elizabeth leaned back, resting against him.
Michael slipped his hand under Elizabeth's shirt, gently caressing her.
His head rested on her shoulder. He softly, slowly kissed her neck.
He unhooked her bra and moved his hand to the front.
Elizabeth, who had been focused on the stars, was startled by his actions and looked down. She grabbed his hand tightly. "Michael! What are you doing?"
Michael continued kissing her shoulder, his hand still kneading her breast. His voice was husky, as if suppressing something. "Can't you feel what I'm doing? Is my touch too light, or have you become less sensitive lately?"
Elizabeth was anxious. "Let go of me!"
In the quiet night, she didn't dare raise her voice too much.
Michael didn't stop kissing her. His voice came in broken sentences. "No... why should I... you said... only in public... we need to be careful... now... no one's here."
His breathing had become heavy. His hand's movements grew more intense.
His kisses turned into gentle bites.
Elizabeth let out muffled moans.
In that moment, they seemed lost in the throes of a passionate romance.
On this secluded mountaintop, they temporarily cast aside all worldly ties and worries. They became just an ordinary couple.
They released their desires, igniting their passion.
Michael turned Elizabeth's body to face him.
Her legs were spread wide, straddling his body. It was an intimate position.
Elizabeth couldn't bring herself to look at him.
With trembling hands, he unbuttoned her shirt completely and gently slid it off her shoulders.
Her soft skin glowed under the moonlight.
He took a deep breath, reverently kissing the skin on her chest.
His hands, which had been holding her waist, slowly moved up to her breasts.
Elizabeth gently held his head. She pressed her upper body closer to his face.
Michael received her encouraging signal. He breathed heavily, kissing her fervently.
Elizabeth felt his erection pressing against her from beneath.
Her hand trembled as she touched his back.
Michael quickly took off his jacket and set it aside.
His hand reached for her vagina.
It was already wet.
His hand moved in and out gently, producing faint wet sounds.
He guided her hand to his waist.
He seemed eager, unzipping his pants.
Then, he grabbed her hand, placing it on his erection.
He whispered in her ear, "It craves your touch. It wants you to help it release its desire."
His voice was low and hoarse, filled with undeniable longing.
Elizabeth gently grasped his erection, moving her hand up and down.
Michael let out a series of moans.
"Elizabeth, have I ever told you, you're amazing?"
Elizabeth shook her head, continuing to kiss his throat.
Michael closed his eyes, enjoying her eager kisses.
He gently lifted her face, pressing a passionate kiss on her lips.
They kissed fervently, moaning under the pitch-black night sky.
Michael turned Elizabeth's body around.
He helped her take off her clothes and let her sit back on his lap.
The wind on the mountaintop was strong. He took his jacket and wrapped it around her front.
He guided her, letting her vagina slowly envelop his erection.
As their bodies joined, they both let out soft tremors and satisfied moans.
Under the moonlight, their half-naked bodies were tightly intertwined, leaving no gap. They were immersed in the pleasure of releasing their sexual desires.
They couldn't hear the wind on the mountaintop, nor the chirping of insects in the forest.
They couldn't see the starry sky or the moonlit mountain, nor the wildflowers and grasses swaying in the wind.
At this moment, they only had eyes for each other, ears only for each other's whispers.
In this deserted wilderness, they made love recklessly, feeling the burning heat of each other's bodies, as if they were about to ignite one another.
When the flames of desire finally burned out, everything returned to silence.
Their breathing was heavy, their bodies covered in sweat.
Michael squinted his eyes, taking out tissues to clean the traces off Elizabeth's body.
Elizabeth closed her eyes, leaning against him, panting.
Michael helped her put her clothes back on, holding her tightly, and gently kissed her forehead. "Do you still want to look at the stars?"
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