Then his big body was between my legs, poised at my entrance that was slick and ready for him.
“Fuck,” he breathed through labored breaths as he slid home. “Never felt anything like this, like you,” he told me as he slid out and back in with a smooth glide.
He kissed me then, his tongue dueling with mine in a beautiful feud as his movements picked up.
I pulled him closer, loving the closeness and the feel of him inside me. His mouth moved back to my breast, sucking hard at my nipple as his hand slid down lower. The sensation from all pleasure points was nearly too much. It was so overwhelming.
Unbelievably, I felt that same wave build again, ready to overtake me if I let it.
“I’m close,” he panted as his movements became less controlled – more out of sync. “You are too. I can feel it,” he grunted.
I nodded, wrapping my legs that much tighter around him, wanting all of him, relishing being the cause of his loss of control.
Then I was there – hurtling over the edge, calling his name.
He surged inside me with desperation before he stilled, releasing a groan so sensual, I knew I’d remember it for the rest of my life.
He lay on me and in me for many long moments, our panting breaths the only sound to be heard. Then he slipped out and I sighed at the loss of him.
I heard him do something with the condom before his warm body returned to mine. “Come on, baby. Let’s go get cleaned up,” he murmured, kissing my neck.
I grinned up at him, raking my hands through his soft hair. I loved being with him like this – hell, I loved being with him any way I could get him. I’d never felt so safe to just be …me with anyone.
We dressed clumsily in the dim light of the little LED flashlight he had and stepped into the cool air outside the tent. He shocked me by hoisting me up in his arms and striding us into the darkness.
“You don’t have to carry me,” I giggled, feeling practically buoyant.
“Yeah, I really do,” he returned, breaking stride briefly to kiss me.
“Where are we going?”
“Bathrooms, babe,” he replied.
I smacked his arm. “You didn’t tell me there were bathrooms! Why have I been peeing in the woods?” I huffed while stifling a laugh. I wasn’t mad, not really. I was too blissed out.
He chuckled. “Too far to walk for a piss, baby. Plus, it’s part of the experience.” He shrugged with a smile.
“You don’t have to squat down in fear of something biting your ass. You can have the pissing in the woods experience all you want,” I returned with an eye roll. “I’ll stick to the bathrooms.”
I could hear the smile in his voice as he replied, “Fair enough, darlin’. But you gotta pee in the middle of the night, you’re on your own if you want to take a trek like this.” He chuckled.
Dammit.
The showers were so much nicer than I expected and completely private at this late hour. We got naked again and took our time cleaning each other up.
It was playful and intimate, and like we were the only two people on Earth. By the time we made it back to our little tent in the woods, I was exhausted and yet content down to my bones.
He pulled me close, nuzzling the back of my neck as he spooned me. “Night, baby.”
“Night,” I murmured.
As it turned out, I really liked camping after all.
Despite the fact that an hour later, I woke him up to take me to go pee in the woods.
Chapter 16
Ifelt lighter, happier as we rolled back into Hawthorne the next morning. We’d taken our time getting up, stopping for breakfast on the way in. Axel had been right. We’d needed that time together. But I was now impatient to get back to Mad. We both were.
