“Look at how well you take me,” he grits out.
I’m trying to hold myself up, but I’m failing; all I can do is sink my nails into the dirt as my body is moved back and forth like a rag doll. Ryan’s dick is bent slightly, and it hits my G-spot perfectly.
Easing his pace for a moment, one of his hands lets go of my thigh. I hear him spit, and a thin line of saliva connects with my tight hole. His thumb twirls the spit around before pressing it in little by little.
Losing myself to uncontainable pleasure, moan after moan pours from me.
I am completely at this man’s disposal.
Plunging deeper inside me, he strikes the spot that drives me wild as his thumb goes in further, massaging the side that lines up with my vaginal wall.
“Oh, Ryan, don’t you dare fucking stop!” I wail, not recognizing my own voice.
“Baby, we have a whole week of this,” he huffs with a laugh.
He buries his thumb in my ass, and the feeling of being this full is about to send me over the edge; I feel it coming. My body goes entirely still.
“That’s it, Mar, come apart for me.”
His command sends me over the edge, and I let the sensations take over. The tingling starts in the bottom of my spine and goes all the way up as I cry out Ryan’s name, and he bellows out mine while his release fills me.
My body goes limp as I gulp in air, attempting to recover from that incredible orgasm.
CHAPTER
FOUR
Not wanting to move an inch as I steady my breath, I use the back of my hand to wipe the small amount of perspiration from my forehead. The sun has almost fully set, and with that, the temperature has started to drop.
Surveying Marley’s state, I notice that she’s still in the same position with her eyes closed; her limbs look languid. I smirk tomyself, knowing she's satisfied. Now, I need to feed her and get her to bed.
My fingers sweep gently over her back as I withdraw myself from her as easily as possible. Barely audible, she grumbles, “Ugh, now I feel every sore muscle. How am I expected to walk back to our truck?”
“You’ll certainly feel it more tomorrow,” I say slyly.
“Sign me up for a spa day, oh wait,” she says sarcastically, rolling over and looking up at me, faking sadness.
“I guess I set myself up for that one.” I chuckle. “I’ll give you a rub down, as long as you’re naked, preferably underneath me, and there’s oil involved.”
Marley gives me a radiant grin. “Don’t tempt me with a good time. Deal! And you can’t go back on it and pass out on me!” she pouts, reaching her hand up to me, wanting my help to stand up.
I squat down on one knee near her and grab her hand as I bring her in close to me.
Her face erupts in a loving smile.
Resting her head on my chest, she closes her eyes, completely content. I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head, holding onto her fondly and whispering, “How did I get so lucky?”
“Lucky? You laid eyes on me one time in our college marketing class, and you haven’t let me out of your sight since,” she snickers.
A deep laugh forms in my chest and tumbles from my lips at her directness.
“Who could blame me with an ass like this?” I joke as I smack it. She giggles, holding a hand to her mouth.
The wind picks up somewhat, and the leaves swish against each other. Catching us off guard, faint-like clapping erupts around us, drawing closer.
Constricting Marley in my arms, my face fills with alarm as a surge of adrenaline courses down my back. She makes every effort to cover herself up since we are both naked. Sneaking a glimpse over to where my jeans lay, which is about three feet from me, I remember the Kershaw pocketknife is beside them.
Subconsciously consumed by an urge of terror, I make a break for my jeans and snatch Marley’s clothes, launching them at her with urgency. She gets dressed, forgoing her bra and underwear, storing them in one of the flannel pockets.
