Chapter Twenty-Three
Tom
The space beneath the overhang was way too small to keep enough room between Summer and me. She looked like a drowned mutt and I wanted to pull her into my arms and dry her off. Her wet hair clung to her shoulders and that shirt couldn’t possibly have been any tighter or wetter. Of course, I immediately remembered those heavy breasts and the way her nipples tightened into little bullets as soon as I touched them.
Feeling the need for a cold shower myself, I walked to the edge of the overhang where the mist from the rain could cool my overheated body. When I’d first wanted to take her up here, it was just to help me drive the cows in. But then after last night, I’d decided maybe it would be good for us to have some time alone so we could talk. Now, I wasn’t so sure it had been the best idea because I still didn’t know how she felt about me or last night. She was acting odd, to say the least.
Behind me, I heard her shuffling around, cooing to Jenny and pacing off the tiny area. I hadn’t expected her to be so scared of the cliff edge, but I guess I’d ridden this so many times, I could do it in my sleep.
“Everything okay?” Summer asked and I turned away from the pouring rain. Her face looked fresh-scrubbed, her cheeks bright and lips full. I wanted to ignore her obvious beauty, but every time she glanced my way, I wanted to taste those lips again. Bad.
My dick was already throbbing inside my jeans and I was sure that if she glanced down, she would see the outline. That was one of the problems with having a huge cock, it was very obvious, even when you didn’t want it to be.
I tugged on a strand of her wet hair that was clinging to her shoulder. “Everything except you being soaked to the bone.”
Her lips parted on a comeback but her words seemed to stick in her throat and as her eyes dilated, it was fairly obvious that she wanted me to kiss her. I started to go in for the kiss but she backed away, pretending interest in Jenny. The distance between us suddenly felt as if it were miles long.
“We won’t have to be here long,” I offered, feeling rejected.
She nodded and stuck her hands in her back pockets, then turned to stare at the sheets of rain. I leaned against the damp rock and crossed my arms, curious about what she was thinking, but not sure I should ask. It was clear that something was bothering her. And I was really worried that that something was me.
Maybe I hadn’t done a good job of fucking her? I knew she’d had an orgasm but maybe I hadn’t been as good as I could have been? Maybe I’d rushed? Maybe she was disappointed in me?
She shifted, cocking one hip to the side and pulling her wet pants snug against the curve of her ass. I groaned and lifted my eyes to the ceiling. I didn’t want to be a dick, but I was only a man. Put me anywhere near a wet woman whose clothing was clinging to her, and I was going to look.
Her chin tipped toward me as she studied me with curiosity. “Are you okay?”
No!
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I cleared my throat and stared past her to the droplets clinging to the underside of the branches. “This should clear up soon.”
“Sorry I made us stop.”
My gaze clashed with hers and I was shocked to see that she really believed that she was the reason we were here. “What? No.” I stepped closer. “You did great. That was a pretty advanced trail and I probably expected way too much out of Jenny. I didn’t want to keep soaking you if we could help it.”
She looked away. “Oh.”
The rain intensified, nearly drowning out her sigh, but I heard the sadness in it and I was drawn closer to her. As the water continued to beat down on us, we were enclosed in our little shelter, away from the entire world and for a minute, I wanted to believe that we weren’t so different. My fingertips brushed her cheek, but she didn’t look at me. “Who hurt you, Summer?”
That brought her gaze to mine and she looked surprised that I either noticed or asked. “I—no one.”
I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and my fingers were glued to her skin. “You’re safe here,” I whispered as my fingers slid around her nape and I wasn’t sure who closed the gap between our bodies, but her cheek ended up on my chest and my other hand found the small of her back. I closed my eyes and dropped my chin to the top of her head. She smelled like vanilla and alfalfa and I liked the way her curves molded against mine. Liked it way too much to be standing here, miles from civilization and trapped in a rainstorm with thoughts of what we’d done last night racing through my head.
I flinched when her arms linked behind my back. It had been a long, long time since I’d held a woman, or wanted to. I wondered if it was the same for her. I’d given her nothing but grief since she’d arrived at Springhill and she probably could have used a friend all the while because there was something troubling her. There always had been.
My thumb swished across her skin and I wanted to hold her forever, protect her from whatever was still chasing her, be they real monsters or only imagined fears. I wondered maybe if I could keep my own monsters at bay while I was defending her from whatever was hurting her.
As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I wondered what the hell was getting into me. I just wasn’t a man who ever thought this way or felt this protective toward a woman but for some reason, I felt protective over Summer. At the very thought that someone could hurt her, an inexplicable anger began boiling over inside of me. I would kill anyone who tried…
She lifted her head and I stared into those eyes until I was lost in them. And that was when I knew I had to taste her again. I tipped her head up so I could taste her lips. They were soft and cold and her breath mingled with mine. I surrendered to the need and swept my tongue out to taste her. One of us sucked in a quick breath but I wasn’t sure who because breathing was the last thing I could think about. Her tongue darted out to touch mine and I took her mouth feverishly. She clung to me, mewling and moaning and wrapping her tongue around mine. Her hands tightened on my back and I deepened the kiss. Rain misted our bodies, but I didn’t give a shit about anything else.
I pulled her closer, pressing her stomach against mine and she sucked my lower lip between her teeth. My control slipped and my hands slid down to cup her ass. She responded and ground against me. She grabbed the sides of my head and sucked hard, clearly needing this as much as I did.
I backed her toward the rock wall away from the blowing rain and pressed her against the solid surface. Her hands slid down to my shoulders and she clawed them as I dragged my mouth down the side of her neck and she arched into me. I pressed my hips into hers and she moaned and ground against me. When she lifted one leg and wrapped it around me, I grabbed it and pulled it higher so I could press deeper against her. She raked her fingers down my back, driving those hips against me until I was so hard there was no way she didn’t know exactly what she was doing to me.
“Are you okay with this, Summer?” I whispered against her skin as my fingers slid down her ribs and beneath the hem of her shirt.
She turned her lips to my ear and licked the rim, then breathed a ripple of hot air over it, sending a shiver down my entire body. “Don’t stop.”
That was the cue I needed. I was overwhelmed by her beauty and the memory of her innocence. I was the only man who had ever been inside of her. I was the only man to know her intimately.
And you should be the only man to ever know her intimately. Period, I said to myself.
I wanted, I needed this woman in a way that felt almost spiritual. Each kiss intoxicated me. Every touch excited me in ways I only lived out in my fantasies. But this wasn’t a fantasy. This was real life. I was in the here and the now. The smell of her wet hair, the warmth of her mouth, the firmness of her body.
As we tasted each other’s lips and peeled off the wet clothes from our bodies, it felt like there was no outside world—that it was just us. Nothing else mattered but Summer—the way she looked at me, the way she wanted me. The way I wanted her.
“I need you,” I said to her.
“Take me because, God, I need you, Tom,” she said, and reached down and gripped my hard cock in her hand.
My eyes rolled back inside my head. I panted and moaned... and waited.
I opened my eyes again and looked deep into hers. I picked her up as we kissed and caressed each other’s wet bodies. Summer wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Meanwhile, my cock strained against my jeans, needing to slake itself within her tight, wet folds as soon as possible.
“Is your back hurting?” I asked in between kisses, wanting to make sure I wasn’t hurting her.
“Back?” she asked with a laugh. “What back?”
I laughed as I carried her to the driest spot I could find. Then I laid her down and kneeled down on top of her. I pulled her to me as I searched the floor of the cave beneath her for rocks or other debris that might hurt her. But not finding any, I laid her back down again.
I kissed her face, her neck, her breasts. Her tits were perfect—so creamy white and her little, pink aureoles just begged me to suck on them. I worshiped each one with my tongue, lips and mouth. I slid further down and kissed her stomach, belly button and waist.
My tongue began tasting every bit of her as I slid down to the wet folds between her legs. God, I so wanted to lose myself in that sweet cunt. I wrapped my lips around her clit and swallowed it with fervor. As I sucked her wondrous fruit, her moans were an indicator that I was doing a good job.
I took my time and worshiped her pussy with all of my tongue mouth and lips. Her body tensed and she screamed out my name as she slammed her hands into my hair and held my head in place. I drank her juices in, wanting and needing more of her.
I took one last taste of her and then moved my body higher so I was now gazing into her beautiful green eyes.
“I never felt this way before,” I said, even though I was surprised to hear the words coming out of my mouth. “There’s just something about you.”
“And I don’t regret losing my virginity to you for one second,” she answered.
“That means the world to me,” I answered, telling her the absolute truth.
Then, I situated myself between her thighs and guided my huge cockhead to her tight little opening. She was so sloppy wet, I knew she was ready for me. But this time, instead of slamming myself all the way to her cervix, I wanted to take her slowly.
She threw her head back and moaned as soon as my dick head shoved past her pussy lips. Once again, I was inside my beauty and my loins were raging. Goddamn, but her cunt was the best I’d ever had. It was so tight, slick and hot, engulfing me like a fucking glove.
I slid in and out, making sure it was firm but not rough. As I thrust inside her, Summer reached up and gripped my ass and pulled me deeper inside, her breathing coming in short gasps.
“I want you to fuck me hard like you did last time,” she breathed.
“I want you to feel every inch as I give it to you,” I answered. “Slowly.”
“Oh God,” she moaned as I pushed in a little deeper and fought my own need to fucking pound her tight little cunt with everything I had.
Once I was lodged all the way inside of her, I pulled out and thrust all the way back in and then started pumping her faster, deeper.
“Wait,” she said as I stopped and she slid from underneath me. She then crawled over to the dripping wet wall. She bent over and spread her ass cheeks apart so I could see inside her pink pussy. She wanted me to take her from behind. Fuck if that wasn’t sexy as all hell. I crawled over to her and pressed her up against the rock as my dick pressed up against her butt cheeks.
I slid my body down behind her as I maneuvered my cock right inside her sweet pussy. I grabbed her hips and slid my cock in and out of her warm, tight cunt. When I glanced down, I could see my dick covered in white cream and I started fucking her harder, wanting to cover myself in her.