She entered the shore and placed the jug down and began to strip. His eyes watched her like a prey as they moved up and down her body. Smiling coyly, she untied the bow behind her neck and slowly pull it down to reveal her chest. She could smell his arousal and she couldn't help licking her lips.
Pulling the fabric down as she bent over, she stripped out of the clothing. She walked over with the sway of her hips, as she brought the jug with her. Placing it on the ground a few inches away from him, she proceeded to get in his space. Kissing him as she kneed between his legs, his moan sounded against her lips. One hand braced the ground as the other ran up his abs, up his chest, to his neck. The shiver from her cold hands on his warm body delighted her.
Pushing more against his chest, he pulled away with a wince.
"Are you hurt?" She asked pulling back to sit on her feet.
"Just sore," he rolled his shoulders and she laughed.
