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At first the silence between us was stifling. The forest at night was much too quiet for my liking; it made me wish for a babbling brook, or the sound of a waterfall…anything to break up the silence.
Ryan turned; I could feel his chest press into my back. I refused to relax into him, keeping my posture rigid and clinging to the edge of the cot. Minutes passed until he turned again, this time away from me.
Frustration bubbled in my chest, so tight I knew I needed a second to myself. I needed to walk or sit and think. Pushing the covers back, I grabbed my hiking boots, shoved them on, and reached for a headlamp.
I stormed off, away from the camp, breathing in the fresh air and exhaling it harshly from my lungs. I continued walking until I got to the edge of the lake. Squatting down, I dipped my fingers in and splashed the water over my neck and face. Tipping my head back, I watched the diamond white stars blinking against an inky black sky, no traces of the moon in sight. I turned my headlamp off and watched for what felt like forever.
It wasn’t until a cold wind began to blow through the tall trees that I realized I should head back. Quieting my steps on my way toward camp, I was nearly to the rug Ryan had thrown down when a hand reached out and spun me toward a tall evergreen.
“What are…” I protested, but demanding lips cut me off as Ryan kissed me against the tree. Hot searing strokes of pleasure wound tight throughout my body as I allowed him to deepen the kiss. His hot mouth slanted to the side as his tongue darted out, tracing a line along mine. His body pressed into mine, his erection angrily pushing into my stomach as he shoved his thigh between my legs, pressing it right at my center.
“Bex,” he pleaded between kisses.
I gripped the back of his neck and brought him closer as I moved my mouth against his, begging him with a whimper. Those needs I’d shoved down were back with vicious intent.
Hot hands shoved under my tank, teasing my stomach.
Pushing against his knee, I let out a desperate moan, urging him to touch more of me. His hand skirted my ribs until he covered my breasts; he must have known I wouldn’t have a bra on, and his raspy “Fuck” proved as much.
As I rocked unabashedly against his leg, his other hand came to my throat, where his fingers splayed and tightened to hold me in place.
“Yes.” I bit at his bottom lip.
“Shit, Bex.” He massaged me, pinching my taut nipple between his fingers.
Taking what I needed from him, I moved my hands under his t-shirt, over his chest, clinging to him as I ground my aching center against his quad. Exhilaration roared in my chest like a wave, crashing and obliterating the shoreline, leaving nothing behind. No remnants of life remained; he’d swept me out into his uneasy surf, and I was going to drown.
The tree dug into my back, the rough bark raking against the skin exposed by Ryan lifting my shirt.
“You’re so perfect,” hot lips murmured close to my ear.
I was bereft of words as pleasure wound through me at a dizzying pace.
“That’s right, ride my thigh.” He pulled his face back just the smallest amount, watching me in the dark.
I grabbed a hold of his shoulders and moved back and forth at a frantic pace.
“I want you to do it bare,” he whispered breathlessly.
“What…” I asked, trying to catch my breath.
“Take them off,” he murmured through unsteady breaths and gritted teeth. “Ride me bare, let me feel you as you come apart.” He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the underside of my jaw.
Swallowing as much air as I could consume, I nodded.
He lowered his leg and stepped back. While he did so, he pulled his erection free and stroked it, keeping those eyes on me while I dropped my shorts and completely soaked panties to the ground.
“Fuck.” He bit the word out, stroking himself.
I felt torn in two, my body humming with the anticipation of having him enter me and make me come apart in a way I hadn’t since I was with him last. However, my brain begged me to slow down and remember that the shore I had been deserted on was lonely. A quick fuck in the woods would just lead to more loneliness, more heartache.
But I was already in his ocean; I knew I’d drown here. I’d take my battered heart and let it sink.
“Come here,” I whispered, hating the tremble in my voice.
He stepped back into my space, returning his thigh to its spot between my legs, but his velvet erection remained unbound between us. He slowly peeled my shirt over my head, leaving me in just my tall socks and boots, but essentially naked, against him. Next, his hands came down to hold my hips in place as his length pressed into my stomach.
“Holy…fuck,” he said around his own unsteady voice.
