Rachel undressed for bed and thought back over the day. Had Adam really meant what he’d said? She couldn’t be sure because the rest of the drive had been spent companionably with no more mention of kissing or sex, which if she was honest was a little disappointing. They’d stopped a couple more times and though she didn’t exactly hurry she didn’t dawdle either. She was rewarded by seeing a half dozen mule deer feeding in the meadow, like Adam had mentioned, just outside the park entrance.

When they got back to the ranch Adam had helped her carry all the equipment to her room and then left. Which sucked because she’d been thinking maybe he would hang out and carry out some of the ideas he’d put in her head. Men were very strange.

She left her camera equipment packed. She didn’t have the energy to look through the two memory cards she’d filled that day. She didn’t feel like socializing with the family, even though it was only nine o’clock, so she stripped out of her clothes and put on her sleep shorts and long t-shirt. Maybe she would curl up in bed and read on her phone for a while.

When someone tapped on her door she figured it was Alyssa wanting to see her graduation pictures. She wasn’t in the mood, so she would tell her they could look at them tomorrow. But when she opened the door it wasn’t Alyssa at all, it was Adam, freshly shaved and showered, his hair still damp. He had on jeans and a T-shirt but his feet were bare.

“Oh, it’s you.” She stepped back so he could come in the door.

He raised an eyebrow. “Were you expecting someone else?”

“I wasn’t expecting you.” She shrugged.

He frowned. “Oh. Sorry I thought you wanted to… um… never mind.” He turned to walk out the door.

“No. Wait.” She grabbed his arm. He turned back to her, so she let go, even though she didn’t really want to, it was a nice strong arm. “That’s not what I meant. When you dropped off my stuff and then just left—I thought you’d changed your mind.”

He shook his head and stepped closer. “No. I just didn’t want to scratch you all up with my beard and figured I could use a shower.”

“Oh. Well good. I guess. Very considerate of you... Um… I didn’t shower. Or shave.”

He looked her up and down slowly. Making her whole body tingle. “I doubt any hair you have—anywhere—will leave me with whisker burn. And you look adorable in your sleep shirt and tiny shorts.”

She jerked back and looked down. “Oh, I forgot I was wearing them.” She was embarrassed and confused and didn’t know what to do to end this awkward encounter. Or—preferably—move it forward.

He shifted from foot to foot. “So, are you still interested in what we talked about earlier, or do you want me to get the hell out of your room?”

She smiled shyly. “How about you give me a little demonstration of what you have in mind.”

His eyes heated, he stepped up to her and took her by the elbows pulling her in close. “I can do that.”

Thank God.

* * *

Adam lowered his head slowly, giving her time to get used to the idea, or run away if she wanted to. She didn’t run away, she lifted her face up to him, speeding up the process. He took that as a good sign, so he placed his lips on hers, softly, reverently. Brushing his mouth back and forth over hers gently, forcing himself to go slow, when what he wanted to do was plunder.

He was still holding her by her elbows, but he felt her hands tracing a path up his back, so he let go of her elbows and wrapped his arms around her. She moved in closer, cementing her willowy body to his. Touching everywhere from knee to shoulder, they were nearly the same height, so she must be standing on her toes to bring them closer into alignment.

She pressed her mouth more firmly to his, so he obliged her with a firmer kiss. When her mouth opened he swept his tongue into the hot wet cavern, tasting a mintyness that was probably from toothpaste. But there was a taste—hovering below the mint—that was all her, and it was delicious. She moaned into his mouth and he tangled his hands in her hair, positioning her head to take the kiss further, deeper, into the heat.

Her hands found their way under his shirt in the back, they were strong and warm. He’d noticed her long slender fingers before, when she was taking photographs, but under his shirt they felt magnificent. His skin was on fire, sending shoots of lust south, making him harder by the second.

She rubbed up against him making his cock leap in enthusiasm. He pulled back from her hot hungry mouth, so he could breathe for just a moment.

Sucking in air, she looked up at him. “Yes.”

Confused, he said, “Yes?”

She nodded. “Yes, I’m very much interested in what we talked about earlier. Did you bring protection?”

Fire shot through him, he wasn’t sure he could speak. He nodded. “Of course. I’m the rules following, always prepared, first born.” He gave her a crooked smile.

“Excellent, because I’m the rules following, only child.”

She slid her hands back under his shirt pulling it up as she went. He obliged her by yanking it off and dropping it to the floor. Her eyes lit up as she looked him over and he was glad she liked what she saw.

“Nice,” she cooed as her fingers started exploring.

He decided what was good for the goose was good for the gander, so he let his hands start roaming over the top of her T-shirt. She was petite, so it didn’t look like she had a lot of curves, but that’s not at all what it felt like to his seeking hands. She had a nice ass that filled his hands very well as he pulled her hips back to his.

She pinched his nipples which made his cock twitch. He bit down on her neck gently and then moved his hands up her sides until they found her breasts, which were also a very pleasant size. A perfect handful. Her nipples happily furled as he tweaked them through the T-shirt.

He growled out, “Mind if we lose the T-shirt?”

She shook her head. “Not at all, lose away.”

He pulled the T-shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Taking his first good look at her his mouth watered, he wanted those lovely dusky rose nipples in his mouth. But that would be a lot easier on the bed, so he started walking her backwards. When her legs bumped against the mattress he followed her down.

Before moving down to her chest, he kissed her hard and long until she was gasping for breath. Then he started kissing and licking his way over to her ear which made her shudder. So, he lingered there another moment before continuing down her neck. He nipped at the shoulder and kissed away the sting, before moving to the soft center of her throat. Delving his tongue into the hollow, then kissing straight down her chest, until his face rested between her pert breasts. A very tempting place to stay, but those nipples were calling his name.

He wrapped one hand around one breast and took his lips over to the other one, pulling the tight nipple into his mouth. Her hips bucked off the bed as he suckled her, flicking his tongue over the turgid peak. Biting down gently she bucked again and he smiled against her breast, she seemed to like that. He worried that nipple a bit more before moving to the other one and giving it the same attention.

She was squirming under him. “Adam.”

“Right here, lovely lady.” He left her beautiful breasts to continue kissing his way lower. When he got to her sleep shorts he started dragging them off, and she lifted her hips to help. He pulled them off and noticed they were exceedingly wet, which made his cock twitch. But he planned to taste her, before he let the beast out.

He parted her legs and kissed up the inside of one, starting from her toes. When he got near her blazing hot center he stopped and went back down those magnificently long legs to start the process over on the second one. This time when he returned back to the apex he didn’t hesitate but kissed her at her most sensitive spot. Then he separated those folds and feasted, while she thrashed on the bed.

* * *

Rachel was sure she was going to die any moment or explode or maybe both. The man was killing her with wave after wave of pleasure. Her skin was on fire, she couldn’t contain the sparks shooting through her whole body, from fingers and toes, to deep within her womb.

Then she did explode, light shooting from every corner of her being, sending her atoms into a cloud of shimmering brilliance.

She was certain her body could not recover and reconvene back into a solid form. She would have to live her life as a shimmering cloud. But as she lay there gasping for breath, her body did coalesce, and she became whole again.

Just in time to see Adam drop his jeans and roll on a condom. The man was magnificent and her body pulsed with wanting.

He looked at her and lifted an eyebrow in question.

She managed a nod. “Yes, please.”

He grinned and came down on top of her, filling her with one long stroke. Her channel expanded making room for him, welcoming him into her body. It was glorious. She gripped his ass and pulled him in tighter, tilting her pelvis so he went deeper. As deep as he could go. She felt full. Complete. He pulled out and began long steady thrusts that caused her to start climbing that hill of pleasure a second time.

He loved her, over and over until her body was ready to explode again.

He growled in her ear. “Come for me.”

And she did, her sex contracting around him and dragging him to completion with her, she milked him of every last drop. He collapsed on top of her pressing her into the mattress as he fought for breath. It was divine. She could happily stay like this for a week. If she didn’t need to breathe that is, the man was heavy. Divine, but heavy.

He stirred and rolled them both to their sides. Removing the condom in the process and dropping it into the trash can next to the bed.

His sleepy eyes looked into hers and she smiled. He sighed and rested.

As he slept she wondered where this left them. Had they turned a corner? Or scratched an itch? She wasn’t quite sure which she preferred.