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She lifted her head. “And it came true!”
He laughed softly. “Yeah, but it had already come true. We were staying. I just wanted to make sure it kept coming true. Things can change fast.”
“Okay, so what else?”
He thought about it, bringing up that memory from almost twenty years ago. “That my brothers would be okay.”
“They seem okay.”
“Thomas is. I just got a text from Billy, he’s coming home soon.”
“Will I get to meet him?”
He glanced at her, surprised. They weren’t being at all public about their relationship. She didn’t like the idea of being the focus of town gossip. “You want to?”
“He’s your brother. I’ve already met Thomas.”
“Yeah, but that was before…”
She laughed and rolled on top of him, blocking his view of the stars. He didn’t miss them. “Before we started making love every single night?”
“We missed last night.”
“Then let’s make up for it now.” She unzipped his jeans, revealing his already swelling erection. “Hmm, great minds think alike.”
He lay on his back, letting her do whatever she wanted. She swept her bright hair over one shoulder to get it out of her way. A halo of starlight glowed behind her. She was so beautiful to him. He couldn’t get over the fact that she was here with him.
Blowing his mind even further, she pushed up his sweater and kissed her way down his chest to his belly. The contrast between the cool October air and her warm mouth made him shiver. The heat from the firepit only reached one side of his body.
But it didn’t matter when she was busy stoking a fire of her own with her tongue. His breath sped up as she pulled down the top of his jeans enough to gently extricate his swelling cock. He wanted to close his eyes to lose himself in the sensations, but he also didn’t want to miss a second of the visual glory of her hair catching the firelight, her wet lips reaching the tip of his penis, her little pointed tongue going in for a taste.
When her mouth settled over him, tremors traveled through his entire system. Red alert. Dream woman sucking your cock. He half-groaned, half-laughed at his own intense reaction.
She glanced up at him, keeping her mouth fastened to his erection, but lifting her eyebrows in an “are you okay” gesture.
“I’m good,” he promised her in a choked voice. “I mean, dead, but good.”
He felt the breath of her laugh against his flesh, and wondered if he was actually dead, and this was heaven. That felt vaguely sacrilegious, and he didn’t want it to be true anyway. Life was fucking incredible. Despite some rocky times early on, he’d found his joy in the wilderness. And now this joy had come to him. This passion, this connection, this woman.
When he was just about to come, she rose to her feet and stripped off her own jeans and panties. The firelight flickered over her naked body, emphasizing curves and shadows and moisture.
“I’ve always had a fantasy about making love in the open air,” she murmured. “The closest I ever came was a swimming pool, but we got kicked out before we did anything.”
Sometimes her stories about her past got him even more turned on. “We could try the lake, but we might get hypothermia. And my dick might freeze off.”
“That would be a travesty and a tragedy.” Smiling she knelt astride him, one sleek, satiny thigh on each side of him. He gripped her hips, giving her the firm pressure he knew she liked. Even when she was in charge, she wanted a certain degree of power from him. Learning about her preferences and boundaries was a joy, a hands-on educational process of which he savored every moment.
She took his erection, which glistened from its time inside her mouth, in her hand and positioned herself over it. They’d dispensed with condoms after the first two weeks, when they’d gone through an entire box. She was on birth control to even out her cycle, and both of them had gotten tested. Making love with nothing separating them added another level of pleasure, but only because he knew it was safe.
As she settled her body over him, he finally had to close his eyes because otherwise he might come immediately. He thought about his task list before snowfall, the repairs needed on the roof of his shed, the gravel load that was going to be delivered the next day. Mundane things that would distract him from the fact that the most stunning woman in the world was sitting on top of him, fucking his brains out.
She picked up the pace, sliding herself up and down his erection. He flexed his hips to meet her halfway, at that magic point where sparks burst into being. Opening his eyes, he saw that hers were closed, her head tilted back, her lips parted. One of her hands was fondling her own breasts, under her shirt, pinching her own nipple. The sight was so erotic he had to close his eyes again. But he loved it when she showed him what pleased her, because he always filed it away for the next time.
By some miraculous feat of willpower, he held off until she came. She cried out, her body arching like a willow after a snowfall, her inner flesh tightening around him. The hot pulses were the final straw for him, and he poured himself into her welcoming body.
Afterwards, he added some more birch wood to the firepit and they snuggled under the blanket. With her warm, lax body in his arms, he knew that he’d never been this happy before in his life.
And that terrified the fuck out of him. Because he knew exactly what happened when you thought things were going great. Catastrophe.
