Chapter 3 #2
Helaine took a nap while Latham explored the small cove and the surrounding area, checking out the boats and the storage hut, which was actually quite a spacious building set back from the bungalows and housing all kinds of gear and supplies.
Towards sunset he made his way back to their assigned bungalow and found Helaine puttering inside, clad in a pretty sundress.
“The bathroom has a refresher,” she said when he entered the room. “It’s a tight fit even for me so I’m not sure you’ll want to try it.”
“I found a communal shower room next to the supply hut,” he said. “I’m good.”
Helaine made a face. “I’m not too keen on the idea of sharing a shower with everyone else here in the cove.”
“If you change your mind, I’ll stand guard for you,” he offered. “I won’t peek either.” Although the image of her naked and wet was vivid in his mind. “The corporate people are setting up their cookout on the beach if you’re ready to go mingle.”
“Do you mind?” she asked. “We don’t have to go. There’s plenty of food in the stasis keeper.”
“It’ll be fine. Good to meet the neighbors and we don’t have to stay long.
I heard them talking about Tahumaroa lobsters and Feenicki scallops, plus local clams. It’ll be a seafood feast. We can leave any time we want, I assure you.
” He’d have no problem escorting Helaine out of the gathering if she grew uncomfortable.
“Do you think we should bring something?” She hesitated in front of their stasis keeper.
“From what I heard it’s a fully catered affair and their company really did send too much food so no, I think we’re fine.”
“All right then.” She grabbed a light shawl off the back of the nearest chair and together they made their way down the stairs, across the walkway and to the beach.
Sariah did a mass introduction as soon as they arrived at the fringes of the group and then they were on their own to mingle and chat.
No one tried to sell them anything or proselytize them and it was a fun evening.
One of the men was in charge of the music and played a good mix of songs for dancing, although only a few people actually got up to participate.
There was a limbo bar competition which Helaine joined while Latham watched and she nearly won but slipped and fell on her final try.
All in all it was a good evening, much more laid back and relaxed than the night before at the club and Latham was content to stroll hand in hand with Helaine to their bungalow around midnight.
She proceeded to line the pillows up in the middle of the bed as she promised to do and he courteously stepped outside while she changed into a nightie and crawled under the covers.
He shed his clothes in the dark bungalow, halfway hoping she might be peeking and put on a pair of sweatpants.
Ordinarily he’d have slept in the nude but he didn’t think Helaine was ready for that.
By the time he got on his half of the bed she was snoring lightly.
Praying to his gods not to have a flashback nightmare while in bed with Helaine, he closed his eyes, more relaxed than he could remember being at any time since getting out of the military after the final disastrous mission.
Helaine woke at dawn to find herself enveloped in a warm embrace, Latham’s morning arousal pressed against her back.
His hand cupped her breast through the thin fabric of her nightie.
At some point during the night one of them had evidently kicked the pillows out of the way as they came together in the center of the big bed.
The situation didn’t bother her at all. Quite the contrary, she found herself rubbing her thighs together a bit to ease the ache in her core.
Making her decision, she rolled over carefully until his hard cock nestled in the vee of her thighs
She kissed his lips softly. “Don’t be upset,” she said, “But I think we made a mutual decision here while we were asleep.”
He opened one eye, not reacting with surprise at finding himself in a compromising position with her. “Oh yeah?” He moved one hand to massage the curve of her butt and not incidentally press her body closer to his. “What might that be?”
“We’re adults who find each other attractive and the row of pillows thing, while a good idea at the time, can go back into a romance novel where it belongs.” She lifted one of her legs over his, tracing a pattern on his thigh with her toe.
Now the head of his cock was right at her threshold. Her creaming, aching entrance to mutual bliss.
Latham took her lips in a passionate kiss, tongue demanding entry to her mouth, which she allowed.
Morning breath was the last thing on either of their minds, clearly.
His hand reclaimed its possession of her breast, teasing the nipple with his thumb while he explored her mouth and his arousal rubbed against her.
He gathered her to him and lined himself up at the entrance, raising his head to stare directly into her eyes. “You’re sure you want this?”
Helaine was mesmerized by the hunger in his eyes but remained in control enough to say, “Absolutely. I’m surprised we’ve waited this long. I had a checkup right before I flew out here to meet you by the way, no issues. And I’ve had the contraceptive inject.”
“All good.” He slid inside slowly, taking his time. “I had my annual physical right before this trip and I’m clean. You feel so good, so tight on me.”
She bit his ear lobe. “I want you hard and deep right now.”
“Whatever the lady wants.” With one thrust of his hips he entered her completely, bottoming out.
Latham was long and thick and filled her more than anyone else ever had.
She shimmied her hips a bit to adjust and then he was moving again, going in and out in a demanding rhythm stoking her arousal until it was an inferno.
She clung to him as the waves of an orgasm took her, clenching all around him, inside and out.
When she lay back, experiencing tiny ripples of pleasure spreading outward from her core, she realized he was still hard.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” he said, beginning to move inside her again.
“I—I can’t do it twice in a row,” she gasped as he worked. “Just get yourself to the finish line.”
“Now where’s the fun in that?” Latham reached between them to the place where they were joined as one and played with her clit, rubbing the sensitive hidden bundle of nerves with his fingers in tiny circles. “We do this together, babe.”
The world narrowed for Helaine until the only thing she was conscious of was Latham and the way his cock and his fingers were driving her up to the edge again.
He kissed her until she couldn’t breathe but knew she was flying and then his rhythm changed and the bed was rocking as he drove to his release, arching his back and murmuring her name as he came.
She lost all control, her body milking his arousal for every drop of the hot seed, and she screamed as she climaxed again, not words, not even his name, just a long note of primal ecstasy.
They collapsed together, arms and legs entwined, his softening cock slipping from her body.
“You’re amazing,” Latham said, stroking one hand along her side.
“You’re tickling me,” she said with a giggle.
He stopped the gentle motion and took her in his arms for a hug. “Best way to start a day, hands down. I could wake up to you every day for the rest of my life and never get enough.”
Helaine wasn’t ready for making a declaration, although she’d admit to herself she was falling fast for this hunk of a forest ranger and the sex was off the charts. “No complaints from me either,” she said. “I think the pillows have made their last stand.”
He rolled onto his back, moving her so her head rested on his shoulder. “I slept better last night than any time in the years since my last mission. No nightmares. You’re a good influence on me. And the two of us together? Amazing.”
“I do my best,” she said with a smile. “I was loud though, at the end, wasn’t I? I’m not usually a screamer but you made me lose control.”
“I approve,” he said with satisfaction. “Hey, all those corporate types are probably in a meeting by now and didn’t hear a thing. None of their damn business anyway.”
“Should we start our day?” she asked.
“Already did that.” His voice was full of amusement.
“I meant breakfast.” She gave him a poke in the ribs which he ignored. Her stomach growled and they both laughed.
Latham left the bed and went to the tiny bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth and taking care of Helaine, who closed her eyes to blink back tears.
He was so considerate and caring and unlike anyone else she’d ever been with.
A peck on the lips let her know he was done and when she opened her eyes and sat up he was donning a pair of running shorts.
“Going for a run along the beach,” he said. “If you’re too hungry don’t wait for me, go ahead and raid the stasis keeper.”
He came to the bed to kiss her again and then left the bungalow. Helaine swathed herself in the sheet and rushed to the door to watch him do a few stretches and then set off to the east, running easily.
She strolled inside reluctantly, still in the happy afterglow of their lovemaking, locked the door (although it was flimsy) and used the refresher.
Dressing in a pair of shorts and a cute top, she explored the stasis keeper at her leisure and picked out two breakfasts.
Then she took out two more, considering what a big man Latham was.
In all ways.
Smiling at the little aches and pains she had from their vigorous morning wakeup session, she set the meals out, along with plates and utensils.
Then she unlocked the bungalow and went outside to wait for him.
She didn’t have to wait too long until he came jogging up the walkway to put his arm around her and kiss her nearly senseless before escorting her inside.