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his parents, Aileen kicked off her shoes and stepped forward. Through her hose, she felt a
thick blanket covering the grass. They must have walked twenty minutes before they got to
wherever  here was, and she couldn t imagine what Jon was up to.
 Sit, and I ll take the blindfold off.
She curled up on the blanket and blinked as he removed the stretch of soft cloth.  Oh!
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A ring of lanterns hung from the trees surrounding the clearing, each holding a blue
candle. The tiny flames danced like fairy lights, illuminating the ring of dark trees
surrounding them and the narrow path on which they d entered the clearing.
 First things first. There s wine and cheese in the picnic hamper if you re interested,
but seeing as it s unseasonably warm, let s shed some clothes. Jon shrugged out of his tux
jacket and reached for the buttons on her gown.
 But&  Aileen frowned, and Jon raised his hand, slowly closing his fist to set a spell.
 Just a mild repelling spell. Anyone lost in the woods won t want to follow the path
down to the clearing. No one s going to disturb us.
Aileen shrugged. Why not? She d never regretted anything she d done with Jon, and
he d gone to a lot of trouble to stage a romantic setting for their wedding night. She relaxed
and let him undo the row of tiny buttons down her back, then stood to step out of the gown.
He folded the silky billows of blue cloth and placed the gown in an empty box beside the
picnic basket.
 I brought casual clothes for later, and extra blankets for when it cools off.
Aileen settled back beside him and deftly loosened his bow tie and unbuttoned his
shirt, baring his chest.  Thank you. This is perfect.
He helped her out of her silky bra, hose, lacy garter belt, and panties, kissing each inch
of flesh he bared. Once she sat naked beside him, he stripped out of his pants and black silk
boxers.
Through the power of their link, she felt the wind caress not only her own skin, but his
as well. She reveled in the strength of their bond -- that for a few moments, it wasn't just
that she shared a connection with him. She felt as if she were him.
For the sheer joy of feeling through him, she reached out to stroke the soft hair on his
chest, shivering at the sensation. He captured her hand as her fingers trailed lower, scooped
her up in his arms, and deposited her on her back. Laughing, she felt his boyish anticipation
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bubble across her senses. He knelt to fish around in the picnic basket and withdrew a small
container. Curious, she watched him remove the top and dip his forefinger into the contents.
 Chocolate body paint. Here, try some. He knelt close to her, his knee pressed against
her side, and brought his finger to her lips.
She sucked deep, swallowing his finger up to the knuckle, then swirled her tongue
around as the dark chocolate eased down her throat.  Mmm. Who gets to go first?
 My turn, since you re conveniently flat on your back. Your only job right now is to
relax and enjoy the moonlight breaking through the trees.
As he traced a design on her stomach -- a pentagram, she realized -- the chocolate felt
cool and thick and tugged at her skin. But soon her body heat softened the dark trail, and she
delighted in the feel of it melting on her tummy.
A light breeze shifted the trees, and the lantern candles danced. Just enough moonlight
made it through the branches to cast silvery shadows from above. Jon s face shone golden in
the candlelight, and a hint of a smile tugged at his lips as he worked.
When she closed her eyes and followed the pull of their link, Aileen knew what he was
going to paint next before he began. A bird, darting across her shoulder. She hummed at the
pressure of his fingers on her skin.
An evergreen, beside the pentacle on her belly, and a turtle on her rib. A chocolate
wolf on her thigh, followed by a goddess symbol on her calf. At some point, his hands started
to shake, and as he straddled her to paint her breasts, his erection brushed her stomach, hot
and heavy.
 Mmm. He leaned down to suck her nipples, tracing the sticky circles with his tongue.
When he d cleaned every inch of her breasts with his mouth, he layered on more paint,
wild lines and swirls and dabs now, and bent down to suckle her nipples like a starving man.
His cock nestled against her, pressing into her thigh as he worked her over with his mouth.
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