Brandon and Freya moved to a quieter, untouched part of the lake.
A gentle grassy slope stretched down to the water's edge, shaded by a cluster of willow trees whose long branches swayed softly in the breeze.
Brandon lay on his back in the grass with one arm folded behind his head.
Freya was curled against him, pressing her body snugly into his side.
Her head rested on his chest, and one of her legs was draped lazily over his.
She lifted her head slightly, looking up at him with soft, half-lidded green eyes.
Without a word, she leaned in and kissed his lips.
Her full lips moved tenderly against his, savoring the warmth and taste of him.
When she pulled back just a second, she pressed another soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, then to his cheek, then along his jawline.
"Mmm…" she hummed contentedly, nuzzling her nose against his neck before kissing him there too.
She shifted higher, pressing her soft breasts against his chest as she captured his lips again.
