Chapter Nineteen

Tanner had to pinch himself to be certain he wasn’t dreaming this, although he couldn’t have even concocted this in his wildest of dreams. And he sure as hell wasn’t going to give Zoey a chance to change her mind, so he made time getting from where he stood, dick in hand, to where she stood, dripping pussy in waiting.

She was ready for him, and he grabbed her hips with one hand as he lined up his cock with her notch. He must’ve been a Boy Scout in a previous life because he had to do the courteous thing and double-check with her.

“You sure about this?”

“One hundred percent, but the longer you wait to slide your dick in me, the greater the chance I’m going to rethink this, so hurry the hell up already.”

He took a deep breath. “Talk dirty to me, baby,” he said as her tight, slick pussy pulled his cock inward. He groaned. “That feels so fucking amazing, Zoey.”

Once he was seated deep inside her, he clutched her hips, pulling her toward him, going in even farther. His breath came in spurts, and he tried to savor the moment but needed to feel the glide, the in and out, the walls of her pussy closing in around the head of his cock as it swallowed him up. Pulling almost all the way out, with the tip of his dick still inside her, he plunged hard, increasing the pace as he thrust deep, then pulled out, pumping his hips in sync with the arch of her back and gaining even better access.

He reached around with one hand and found her swollen clit and began to circle it with his finger. His other hand inched toward her breast, where he played with her nipple, pinching and pulling and caressing it all while he continued to drive his cock deep inside of her. The orgasm was building in his balls, at the base of his cock, her pussy milking it out of him.

“Come with me, Zoey,” he said as he stilled, buried deep inside her, and emptied himself inside Zoey Richards, the woman he foolishly thought he’d never want to see again. And when she shouted out his name, then trembled as her climax coursed its way through her body, he knew that was the craziest concept he was never more glad to cast aside. Because he couldn’t imagine not doing this, with her, at least for the indefinite future. He was falling hard for Zoey Richards, and all of a sudden he was good with that.

~*~

“Race you to the water,” Tanner said, giving Zoey a playful slap on the bottom as he got up and sprinted to the water’s edge. They’d napped in the sun after that unexpected little playtime and now he was refreshed and ready to go.

As he’d lain on the hot rock with Zoey tucked into the crook of his arm, he thought it might be awfully easy to get used to this. He imagined the two of them making it a regular thing, heading out to the hot spring. Maybe they’d even hike to it, bring camping equipment, and stay the weekend. He could take Zoey up to the edge of the cliff where he and Suki had hiked earlier in the day. The view from there was spectacular, looking down toward a pristine blue lake that was a popular hiking destination. There was so much to share with her and the idea of doing that excited him.

Tanner took a running jump into the water, but Zoey took her good old time, strolling slowly toward the water’s edge, stark naked, which was fine by him: he got his fill of the spectacular view as she strode, her sated body loose and content, right up to the edge. Preparing to do a cannonball, she jumped in and splashed him.

He laughed. “Oh, you naughty thing, you. You’ll pay for that.”

He swept his arm across the surface of the water, launching a splashing battle, with Zoey squealing as they horsed around in the water. All the commotion compelled Suki to get over her fear of jumping into the water and she leapt in to save them. She paddled around, sleek as a seal, while they laughed at how cute she was. After a bit, Suki took a rest on a nearby rock, and Tanner seized the moment to wrap his arms around Zoey in the warm water and pressed his lips to hers.

“Why, Dr. Eliasson, is that a dog toy in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” Zoey said as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Tanner groaned as she pressed her center up against his burgeoning hard-on.

He nipped at her earlobe and whispered in her ear, “The good news is it’s all for you if you want it.”

“You know I want it,” she said as she slid herself over his cock, back and forth, until the tip notched perfectly at her opening and he slid in. “Mmm… good.”

“Good not great?” He kissed his way around her face.

“Well, I don’t want you to get a swollen ego.”

“To match my swollen cock?”

“Exactly. That’s all I need, thanks.”

Tanner secured his hands beneath her ass and helped her lift and slide down onto him, the rhythm building as her nipples pressed against his chest. The sensation of their slick bodies rubbing together, skin on skin, was amazing. As the warmth of the water enveloped them, his lips tenderly nipped at hers. They linked mouths, their tongues mimicking the mating ritual that had them moaning into each other’s mouths.

“I could get used to this,” Tanner said between kisses, pressing his forehead to Zoey as he thrust hard into her warmth.

She sighed. “I don’t know if we’d survive it.”

“I’m a doctor. I’d make sure of it.”

“You’re an animal doctor.”

“And I have animalistic lust for you, so it works out perfectly.”

She laughed. “Shut up and fuck me, Dr. Eliasson.”

“Tanner,” he said, slamming hard into her.

“Fine. Fuck me hard, Tanner.”

And he needed no further instructions. He buried his cock deep inside her and stiffened, his body racked with spasms as he unloaded into her and her pussy convulsed around him, milking every drop.

They stayed entwined in the shallow water, their breathing still heavy as they came down off their climaxes.

Tanner pulled back for a moment and extended his arms to her shoulders, taking a good look at her body.

“You know, I like this look even better than the one you had on last night.”

“Yeah, generally naked is better.”

He nodded. “I can’t put a fine enough point on that sentence. In fact, I would opt to stay naked as often as possible with you if you’d let me.”

“I could be persuaded, Dr. Eliasson. That’s the problem. I could be persuaded.”