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“Killing me,” he mutters, lips hot on my temple.
He presses a kiss to my sweaty skin, then wraps his arms around my shoulders and holds me tight while we’re still stretched out on the picnic table.
We just had sex out in the open. My awareness comes back by slow degrees, and my face heats at the thought of some other hiker seeing us like this.
“Bowen.” I squirm under his weight even though I’d love to have him sprawled over me for longer. “What if someone sees?”
He kisses my lips, a quick peck, and straightens, the muscles in his arms bunching as he pushes away from the table. “Nah. If anyone signed in to stay at this campsite, I’d have seen it in the logbook. And I’d hear them coming from a mile off.”
For safety purposes, that’s the Park rule—all overnight stays in the mountains must be accounted for.
“Okay, what if a bear comes around?” I insist.
I try to close my legs but can’t because he’s still inside me. Every move we make has that knot throbbing between my pussy walls, and it’s the most amazing feeling in the world.
My sensibilities are telling me it’s wrong to show my bare ass to the world, but I can’t really bring myself to care, not when this is so good.
“No bears,” he murmurs and bends to kiss my knee. “I just realized something, though.” He stares down between us. “I didn’t put on a condom.”
My heart thumps. “Oh.”
He raises one dark eyebrow. “I’d say I was sorry, but I don’t want to lie to you.”
I can’t help it. At his cocky expression, I instinctively squeeze my inner muscles, clamping down around his still-full knot.
“Oh, it’s like that, is it?” He grins, palming my ass. “You like knowing I fucked you full of my cum, baby? That you could be pregnant?”
I squirm and flush, but there’s no denying that I’m growing wetter. “Wrong time of the month. I just had my period.”
His gaze turns feral. “So I’ll have to try again in a week? Is that what you’re saying?”
My nipples pebble into tight points, and I can’t even blame the cool mountain air. “Noo,” I murmur, but it sounds unconvincing even to my ears. I never thought that would turn me on, but everything this man does sends me higher.
“I haven’t been with anyone in years.” He leans down to press a kiss to my temple, even as his hips snap forward, driving deeper into me. “I’ve been tested. And I want you bare every day from now on. Nothing between us, Lainey.”
My sensitive pussy clenches around him again, and I cry out, “Me, too. No one since my last checkup. I want this, Bowen. Don’t stop!”
We wash in the stream flowing from the lake after. Bowen hands me a bar of bio-degradable soap and stares at me as I clean myself between my legs. His cum drips from me, sticky and warm. His gaze darkens at the sight of it, but he doesn’t stop me from washing it away.
When my teeth start to chatter, he tugs me toward the fire he started after our lovemaking, wraps me in his sleeping bag, and has me sit tight as he pulls a light aluminum pot from his pack. He fills it from a canteen and boils the water for us, then pours it into two dehydrated meal bags.
“Gourmet chicken and rice.” He hands mine over with a smile. “I thought this would be better than carrying the ingredients for a proper meal up the mountain.”
I wait for the food to rehydrate, then stir it with my fork. “It smells amazing.”
“I’ll take you on a proper date once we’re back in town.”
I raise my head to stare at him, but he doesn’t notice because he’s focused on the fire, stoking it to burn brighter.
“Bowen.” I wait until he glances up at me and look him in the eyes. “This is the best date I’ve ever been on, and it’s not even halfway over.”
He opens his mouth as if to protest, then closes it and ducks his head. “Yeah?”
To my surprise, a faint dark-green flush blooms on his cheeks.
“Yes.” I say the word firmly. “Now, can you please come sit next to me? I want to share this sleeping bag with you.”
He grins but moves over so I can spread the fabric over both our knees. He wraps his arm around my shoulders, and I lean into him, loving his warmth.
