He slides his hand in mine before looking down at me and smiling. He starts to walk farther along the park near the river. I don’t know how many times this river has flooded, but I still like it.  It’s such a quiet place to sit. A few years ago there were benches lined around the edges of the park, all dedicated to special people, but some kids threw them into the river. No one has ever replaced them. We make our way over to a wobbly, wooden bridge. It has a little bit of wood missing and is very scary to cross, but worth it. There is an amazing flower garden on the other side with so many flowers that it feels like you’re walking through a field of dreams. It is adorned with colours I have never seen before, a few scattered benches, and wildlife. It’s truly magnificent. I love coming here to be alone with my thoughts, because it is so tranquil and exquisite. You can see the flowers from the other side and rabbits jumping around. It’s a great place to be one with nature. In the summer months, there are ducks that swim in the water, and in the winter, it turns to a playground of ice. I would love to bring Annabella here someday.

“Carson River.” He pauses. “I know how much you like it here. I thought we could just spend a little us time.”

“Sounds like a good idea.”

“The only problem is I forgot to bring a blanket.”

“That’s fine.”

“We can just use my coat,” he says, undoing his jacket.

“No, you’re just wearing a thin T-shirt.”

I undo the zipper of my coat and slide it down my arms as I pass it to Mark. He bends down and places it on the grass to the side of us. I sit down on part of the coat, letting Mark sit down beside me. I didn’t realize how cold it is until now. As I sit on the ground with only my black leggings and grey jumper, I realize this may not have been a good idea after all. The snow is fresh and just fallen, and I can feel the coldness through my clothes.

“Baby, I did think of doing a picnic, but I changed my mind. I got you this instead,” he says, pulling out a milk chocolate bar from his coat pocket. I can’t help but laugh. He’s a man after my own heart. I love chocolate; it’s my thing.

“Aw, thank you. Share?” I ask, offering him the bar.

“Only if you want, baby,” he says.

I open the bar, breaking it into the individual squares.

I place the open packet on Mark’s knee before taking a square. Now, I’m in heaven. Mark wraps his arm around me before pulling me closer to him. I feel so safe, so loved, and so wanted. Mark knows me well, and just being close to him is enough for me. I don’t need flashy, expensive treats; I just need him. Well, the chocolate helps, too. We both sit there in each other’s arms, quietly watching the world go by. I feel his chest rise and fall and his warm breath blow on my neck, causing a tickling sensation and making my hairs stand on end. If it weren’t for the cold air, I could get up to some real naughty fun. I still could, but icicles in some places…Eww… no thank you.

“What are you thinking?” Mark whispers into my ear.

“Nothing,” I say, looking down at my knee.

“Tell me the truth, baby.”

“About how much naughty fun we could have if it weren’t so cold.”

“Oh, Miss Madden, I love your naughty side. The car is warm though,” he replies with a wink.

I turn around to look at him. “It is indeed. Is that the plan, Mr. Reed?”

“Only if you want.”

“Come on then, Mr. Reed, or I’ll throw snowballs at you.” I quickly spring to my feet and run a little bit away from him.

“Oh, that’s it, Miss Madden,” he says, jumping up and grabbing my coat before chasing behind me. He slows down as he gets closer to me and bends down to pick up some snow, forming it into a snowball.

“Mark, don’t you dare,” I say as I start walking backwards.

 I slowly lie down on the snow and begin making snow angels. Mark stands to the side of me and laughs as he watches me kick my legs and move my arms up and down.

“Don’t you laugh at me,” I say.

“Baby, you look so sexy. I could just jump on you.”

“Oh, please do.”

Mark falls to his knees and places his lips on my cheek and neck, while his hand slides down my stomach.

“You’re my angel.”  His voice is barely above a whisper.

I place my hand under his T-shirt and slowly trail it down his stomach, ending my seduction by rubbing over his trousers.

“That’s it, baby. Car now,” he says.

I smile, standing up in front of him. “How fast can you move?” I ask.

Mark takes hold of my hand and walks as fast as he can towards the car. “I can’t believe you have gotten me all hot, again. Twice in one day. You’re naughty.”

 “But nice,” I say as we reach the car park. “Where is the car?”

“Over there,” he says, pointing towards the wooden cabin, which contains the dog warden’s office. As we walk towards the car, I see people in the office and hear children as they run towards the park with their parents.

“Oh crap, where are we going to go?” I ask.

“I know where we are going, baby. I’m not letting you go until I have made you smile in that special way. I want you to go back into the house with that special twinkle in your eye. I love it,” he says while opening my car door.

I slide into the car and fasten my seat belt. Mark closes the door before running around the car and jumping inside. He starts the ignition as soon as he shuts the door. I’m glad it’s not slippery outside, or Mark would have fallen because he was moving so quickly. There is no question at all how much he wants me. I have never felt so desired, and not just in a sexual manner. That is an added bonus. He has such good stamina. I could never be unhappy with him. I feel like a teenager right now with trying to find somewhere to hide and have fun, so no one will see us. How bad is that?

I sit with my eyes on the road as Mark drives through the busy town traffic. Everyone is rushing around getting their last minute gifts and traveling to their relatives for the Christmas holiday. So many cars have silly flags on them. It makes me smile to see everyone’s Christmas spirit come out. My hand slides over to Mark’s leg, and I start rubbing it up and down slowly. I then move it around a little bit so it’s more on his inner thigh.

“Oh, you’re going to kill me doing that, baby,” he murmurs.

I don’t answer; instead, I continue rubbing. His breathing becomes heavier as he gets closer to quiet country lanes. I wish he would hurry. I don’t know how much longer I can wait before I jump him.

“We are here,” he says as he turns off the engine and moves his chair farther back.

I undo my seatbelt and turn to face him. Smiling, he moves my seat back as he moves over towards me. He kisses me, and his hands fly through my hair. “Oh baby,” he whispers as he slips his fingers down my spine, making me moan.

“Bad day to wear leggings,” he says as he lifts my bum at one side, pulling them down and then repeating with the other side.

“Don’t I know it?” I say as I help him as much as I can. I’m thankful we are in his 4x4, because there’s more room. 

I slide my hand over his trousers, undoing his button with one hand. That really impresses him, and he is forever telling me that I’m super talented for being able to do that.

“Oh, not yet, baby,” he says as he gently pushes me back. He smiles at me before he pushes up my jumper a bit and places a kiss on my navel. He follows down with little kisses, all the way to my entrance.

He slowly slides one finger into me, immediately making me gasp. He slides it out and then adds another, followed by another. He pushes them in and out slowly as he brings his head closer and blows on my clit. “Oh my,” I moan.

His fingers start to speed up. As he moves closer to my clit, he lets his tongue slowly lick over it before he gently tugs on it with his teeth. I feel myself about to lose control, and I arch my back. He starts blowing on my clit again, knowing what it does to me.  I finally lose control. He tips me over the edge.

Unable to move, I lie there with my legs wobbling like jelly. “I love how you look post orgasm, baby. You look so pretty.”

I cover my face. I can’t believe he said that.

“Don’t you do that,” he says, pulling down my arms.

“It’s your turn now,” I say as I sit up.

“Oh, is it?” he questions.

“Yes.”

“Only if it’s with you.” He lifts me over onto his lap, facing him. “This is what I want.”

“Oh, well, I’m sure I can do that.” I wink. Mark’s hands attach to my hips, lifting me up and lowering me onto him. I don’t even remember him moving his trousers down. I lean back, placing my hands on either side of the steering wheel before moving up and down on him. I look straight into his loving eyes.

“You’re giving me that look. You’re going to kill me,” he says as he moans.

I continue rising and falling on him, speeding up slowly, because I know how to tease him. He places his arm around my back, forcing me forward onto him while his breath blows on my neck and his hands slide through my hair.