Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“Good morning, beautiful,” he laughed, strolling up to me.
I stood up from the bags to meet his kiss, reminding me that I had no way to brush my teeth. This roughing-it-in-the-woods thing kind of sucked when you weren’t romping around naked in a tent.
“Hey yourself,” I teased back. “I was looking for some breakfast to make us, but it looks like we have nothing.”
He smiled sheepishly at me, wholeheartedly capturing me in his boyish, charming gaze. “I didn’t think past feeding you marshmallows, quite honestly,” he laughed.
I kicked some leaves at him, causing him to laugh harder. “Well, mister, looks like you owe me breakfast,” I said coyly.
The hungry gaze in his eyes said that he was ready for something other than food. I must have looked like an absolute hag at the moment with yesterday’s makeup and wild hair, but he was eyeing me like he could easily devour me with his mouth.
Oh, his mouth.
He came over to me, placing both palms on either side of my face, drawing me close to him. My breathing intensified as I momentarily forgot that we both had morning breath.
His lips brushed against mine, producing a shiver. He enveloped me in a hug and cloaked me in his warmth. “I owe you something all right,” he murmured into my hair before dragging himself away to start packing up the campsite.
I huffed at the loss of his touch and began reluctantly helping him gather everything.
The walk back to the truck through the woods was introspective. We were both lost in our thoughts, most likely of last night. The sounds of the birds chirping and leaves rustling were nice companions to our silence.
When we finally made it to the truck, I dropped the bags in shock. The tires had been gashed.
“What the fuck?” Cale demanded angrily, noticing it at the same time.
“Who would do such a thing?” I wondered aloud.
“Probably damn teenagers,” he huffed as he pulled out his cell. He called for roadside assistance while we loaded everything into the back. Then we climbed into the cab and he started it up to provide some heat.
“What an end to our date,” he muttered, annoyed.
“Well, this isn’t the part I’ll remember,” I offered, smiling.
He grinned back and pulled me over to him. Leaning over, he brushed away my hair that was no longer neat in a ponytail and kissed my neck just below my ear.
My body instantly began to heat up as he licked and sucked that tender area. Boldly, I wrenched away from his kisses and straddled his lap with my back against the steering wheel. He groaned and I could feel his hardness underneath me through our jeans. We began sucking and tasting each other’s mouths with unrivaled passion. My hands were tangled in his hair and his were clutching my ass as we kissed wildly. I ground myself into him, letting him know just where I needed him.
Cale grabbed the bottom of my hoodie and yanked it over my head with incredible quickness. The windows began to fog with our heavy panting. Cale’s kisses on my breasts through my bra had me reaching behind me to unfasten it and give him better access. He groaned as he sucked a nipple into his mouth.
“Oh,” I cried out as I gripped his head. “Cale, I need you right now,” I moaned into his ear.
He eased me down onto the bench seat and efficiently unfastened my jeans, pulling them off with my panties and, subsequently, my boots. With equal swiftness, he unbuttoned his own jeans and slid them down to his knees, giving me a nice view of his massive length, which was standing at attention. Smiling, I sat up and straddled him once more. Impaling myself on his hardness, I cried out in ecstasy. I bounced on him with animalistic need, building my climax.
“Fuck, I’m about to come,” he groaned, his hands roughly digging into my hips.
“Oh, God, me too,” I wailed, pulling at his hair.
The stars from my orgasm glittered around me as my body convulsed with pleasure. I could feel his heat spilling into me, causing aftershocks of my orgasm to flutter through me.
“You’re a fucking goddess,” he whispered into my neck as we sat still, joined in our wetness.
The knock on the foggy window sent us both scrambling for our clothes. In our passion, we hadn’t heard the truck pull up. After yanking his pants up with superhuman quickness, Cale slipped out of the vehicle to discuss the logistics of his truck with the towing service.
Yep, I’d definitely remember this part of our date, I thought happily as I hurried to get dressed.
THE RIDE BACK to Lia’s house with the tow truck driver was awkward to say the least. She sat in the middle, red-faced, holding my hand. We’d just fucked like teenagers in the cab of my truck. My dick still throbbed with the thought of it.