LIZ was tiptoeing on the dock right next to Spencer. Whatever they were doing was definitely up to know good and they enjoyed it.
They waited a little and luckily for them, the officer in charge of security got distracted and walked away from his post.
"Now or never" Spencer said and they quickly went for the rope and loosened the boat from each side simultaneously. Spencer jumped in and took Liz carefully in with him.
"Hey!" A voice roared at them.
"Quick" they paddled the boat until they were far from the shooting and screaming officers.
"Hahaha" they laughed.
"Wow! That was intense" Liz said as she saw herself paddling until her paddle stick hit something in the river and hooked.
Spencer quickly withdrew and helped her out. "You should be more careful with this things. It isn't your hairbrush" he smiled at her.
The reality of what they've done struck Liz and she felt mischievous; "Nobody knows we're here" she chuckled.
"Except for those naggy officers" Spencer reminded her, paddling.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll take care of them" she replied.
"How does that work?" She was thrilled by the way he paddled the boat so easily without force.
"Come let me show you. Remember I told you I'd teach you how to roll a boat" he said.
"Okay mister, what's the first step?" She asked.
"Sit right at my front"
That she did. He took her hands and placed them on the paddle.
As she rolled and rolled, she realized force really didn't have to be used that much as the paddle flowed with the river. You just needed to use your hands and go back and forth.
The ride was really calm and cool. Cool enough for Liz to feel the heat in Spencer's hand placed on hers as they paddled together.
Touch me Spencer, please touch me, was all she prayed for as she paddled silently.
Normally, that was supposed to be a thought but it seemed Spencer knew what she thought about because he lifted his hands to stroke her hair.
Liz was busy observing the waves and the current of the river that she didn't know how Spencer managed to kiss her neck, which made her moan. The moan triggered something in Spencer's head which made him to explore more.
Liz didn't pull away as she turned back to smile at his face. "Something tells me your real motive isn't to teach me how to paddle" she kept her eyes on his, which were on her lips.
"Won't you like to find out?" He said and they simultaneously kissed. It was a nut crack. Though tender and soft, it was a kind of kiss that sparks current into two opposite sex.
The wind and cool breeze really made the mood arouse. Freedom! Liz thought as she unbuttoned Spencer and Spencer pulled her gown. What could be more dreaming and free than making love right at the center of a beautiful lake?
They continued the tradition until they were stark bollock naked.
Spencer had never felt this way in all his life.
They took their time giving each other the same amount of energy gently.
Liz laid on the floor of the boat as Spencer kissed all her body. Her whole body. Her jaw. Neck. Full breasts. Belly button. Down. Down. Down....
Liz started moaning. Sounds she had never heard herself make before where coming out from her mouth. She longed for his lips on hers, he's warm hard body on hers, holding her. His wet kisses on her body was running her mad. She jerked and took his head. They kissed with a whole new energy now. Lips parted lips, body parted body.
It was mind blowing.
Spencer couldn't hold it in. Liz on the other hand, was running mad from the kisses. Feeling his hands all over her was torture, she parted her legs in longing.
"Do it Spencer" she whispered in his ears betwixt longing.
The current was more than charged and was exploding, exploding speedily. One second Spencer was inside her, the next second there was a wide range of madness; grinding... loud moans... intense joy... dirty loud talks... holding on... holding on to this moment. They held each other like their lives depended on the other.
Nothing else mattered now in their world of romance.