Some freaking vacation.

I could tell Red was going to lose his temper before he walked into Town Hall.  I did my best to stop him, but it wasn’t enough.  He was blinded by rage.  We parked near the resort and watched from a distance as Sheriff Thompson arrived.  He searched the resort and waited for an hour before he finally gave up.  Once it got dark, we returned to the resort on foot.  We couldn’t turn on the lights out of fear that someone would see us, but we did have shelter over our head.  The mountain did give us some cover.  If anyone got near the resort, we would hear them.  I wasn’t sure what that would mean, but I was glad we seemed to have some sort of peace for the moment.  The quietness was our camouflage.

“I guess this isn’t what you signed up for when you decided to take a vacation to the mountains.”  Red tossed a blanket on the floor and poured a glass of whiskey.

“No, not at all.”  I shook my head back and forth as I took a seat.

“Brandon said this isn’t about money.  What the hell could it be about?”  He sat down with his drink and started sipping it.

“I don’t know.”  I shrugged and sighed.  “This whole situation is really confusing.  Your father obviously didn’t give up the resort.  He was doing everything in his power to fix things up, but he couldn’t.  Did he ever mention anything to you?”

“No.”  Red shook his head and lifted his glass again.  “We didn’t talk much and that was mostly my fault, but he never mentioned a single problem that was going on here.”

“Maybe he didn’t want to trouble you with it.”  I scooted closer to Red.  “You moved on and your life wasn’t in Blue Ridge anymore.”

“I guess.”  Red shrugged and stared at the floor.  “Tomorrow, I’m going to have to do things my way.  As much as I want you here with me, you’re going to have to go.  I don’t want you mixed up in any of this.”

“You’re just going to get arrested.  You saw how fast the sheriff got to Town Hall.  He’s going to slap the handcuffs on you the second you show your face.”  I reached out and took his hand.  “Come with me.  You left Blue Ridge behind once.  This isn’t worth your life or your freedom.”

“I’m not leaving.”  He squeezed my hand.  “I don’t regret my choices, but I left because it was what I wanted.  I’m not giving Brandon Remington the satisfaction of knowing he drove me out of Blue Ridge.”

I wasn’t going to change his mind.  Begging wasn’t even enough to sway him.  I was only going to have one more night with Red, but I intended to make the most of it.  I pulled him closer and started kissing his neck.  I didn’t have to ask for what I wanted.  He put his glass down and wrapped his arms around me.  His hands moved underneath my shirt and started sliding it up.  My body started to ignite with the desire he had unlocked inside me.  Being in his arms was the only place I wanted to be.  He peeled off my shirt and removed my bra.  His lips drifted down to my nipples and he started licking them passionately, circling each hard nub with his hungry tongue.  If I could just take his mind off things for a little bit, it would definitely be worth it.

“I don’t want to lose you.”  I leaned against his ear with a whisper.  “It isn’t fair.”

“You’re not going to lose me.”  He kissed his way back to my ear.  “Not tonight.”

He pushed me back against the blanket and started removing my jeans.  Once they were off, he stripped my panties from my waist and tossed them across the room.  I was naked in his arms, which was exactly where I wanted to be.  He pushed me back against the blanket and started kissing his way up my inner thighs.  His lips made me forget the turmoil brewing around us.  In that moment, he was the only thing I could focus on.  He moved his lips to may labia and slowly licked it before sinking his tongue down onto my clitoris.  I was so wet with desire that I didn’t need his tongue, but I wasn’t going to turn it down.  I clenched the blanket in my fists and started to gasp when he circled the tight bundle of nerves.

“That feels good.”  I moaned and started to grind my hips against his tongue.

He moved his tongue against my clitoris until I was almost on the brink of an orgasm before he lifted up and started to remove his shirt.  I leaned forward and unbuckled his jeans, desperate to feel him inside me.  I was no longer a virgin scared of sex.  I wanted to feel his fury between my thighs.  Once he was undressed, he lifted my legs and I felt his glans against my wetness.  I was so turned on that it didn’t take much effort for him to enter me.  His thrusts were gentle at first, but once they picked up speed, he leaned forward and kissed my neck.  I melted into his touch, feeling his furious passion enveloping me in the lust I truly craved.

“Harder.”  I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into his ear.  “Please!”

The floor started to thump as he drove his cock inside me.  I was almost certain the cabin was going to collapse around us as his thunderous thrusts sent me to a new world of ecstasy.  The pressure built quick after the stimulation from his tongue, and I caved in as the pleasure consumed me.  I started to orgasm and he didn’t slow down.  My pussy massaged his length while he drove himself into my g-spot, but it didn’t seem to bring him closer to climax.  He was like a man possessed, chasing every ounce of passion he could get from my body.  My first orgasm left me wetter than before, which made his hammer-thrusts even faster.  I quickly spiraled towards the edge and went tumbling into another orgasm.  My passionate cry filled the quietness of night, but it was drowned out by his grunts and the sound of our bodies colliding with the cabin floor.  The blanket barely muffled our passion.

“Red!  Oh god, please don’t stop!”  My second orgasm was barely gone from my body when the third one began.

It was more than I expected when we started, but there was no turning back.  My body was locked an an endless orgasm while he kept thrusting himself into me without stopping.  I felt his cock start to throb and I knew he was close as well.  My lust was only one half of our passion and I felt his quickly beginning to unfold.  My pussy squeezed on his dick and while he was still moving, his pulsations were stronger than I had felt in our previous encounter.  His hips buckled and he threw his head back with a roar.  I knew it was coming even before I felt the surge of cum moving through his shaft.  It erupted inside me and another orgasm took hold.  I milked his cock with my spasms while he unloaded deep inside me.

“Damn, I just can’t stop.”  He started to move his hips with hard, erratic thrusts.

He ejaculated inside me until it felt like was done, but he kept driving himself between my thighs.  There was a brief pause in his explosion, but after a half-dozen more thrusts, I felt him start to buckle again.  One wasn’t going to be enough for him.  His head went back again with a primal roar on his lips.  His shoulders slumped forward and he stared directly into my eyes.  The intensity that was burning his orbs was as clear as day, even in the dim light of the cabin.  It was like they were glowing with embers of his desire.  He started to erupt again and it made my body quiver.  I shook with my desires meeting his as we shared another orgasm.  When he finished emptying his second load inside me, he dropped down onto the blanket beside me.

“Forget the world for a little bit.”  I pulled his arm across my body.  “Just hold me.”

Exhaustion took him fairly quickly after the intensity that burned between us.  I lay in his arms, dreading what was in front of us.  Red wasn’t going to stop until he had the answers he needed.  He was ready to set the world on fire to get them.  I felt like I had to stay, even if he was trying to push me away.  I couldn’t leave without knowing what happened to him.  I hoped that if things took a turn for the worse—worse than they already were—that he would consider leaving with me.  I didn’t know what that would mean, or how we would make it work away from Blue Ridge, but one thing was crystal clear.  I didn’t want to lose him.  He had burrowed himself into my thoughts, my desires, and every fiber of my soul.  I couldn’t let that go, no matter what it took to keep him.

***

“I’M SORRY, MANDY.”  I heard Red’s voice and when I opened my eyes, I found that my hands were bound.

“What are you doing?”  I pulled against the tightness on my wrists, which appeared to be tied behind my back.

“It won’t hold you for long.”  I could hear what sounded like keys being dropped on the kitchen table.  “When you get free, you need to leave Blue Ridge.”

“No!”  I struggled and when I kicked my feet, I found that they were tied together with a sleeve from one of his shirts.

“You know what I have to do.”  He stepped into view with his shogun draped across his shoulder.  “I know you would do anything in your power to stop me, and I just can’t let you do that.  I’m going to confront Brandon and when I’m done with him, he’ll either be dead, or I’ll know the truth—but he might still not live to see the conversation end.”

“Red, please!  Don’t do this!”  I twisted on the floor and tried to free.

He left the cabin and slammed the door.  I knew he was walking back to where he left his truck.  He was headed to the town and he wasn’t going to rest until he got the answers he needed or a bullet from the sheriff.  The binding wasn’t tight, but it wasn’t easy to escape.  I struggled with it for nearly two hours before I finally got my wrists free.  Once they were no longer tied together, I untied my feet.  I grabbed my keys and ran outside.  He definitely had a head start on me, but I hoped I wasn’t too late.  I ran to my car, cranked it up, and hit the gas as I drove down the mountain.

You’re not getting rid of me that easy, Red.