68. Zayne
CHAPTER 68
Zayne
I t’s 6 am when I make it back to the woods, heading toward Delaney’s cabin. Despite the lack of sleep, I’m wired to see her.
I pause as I hear someone ahead. Shoving the mask over my face, I duck behind some large trees, waiting to see if it’s who I hope it is.
She comes over the hill, her brunette ponytail swinging behind her. She’s wearing a pair of black running tights and a pink long-sleeve top.
I grab my phone and send her a text.
ME: I see you.
She glances at the phone in her hand, her pace slowing before she stops to read it. Her breath heaves from her lungs, turning me on. But it’s the smile she can’t repress that does it for me.
MINX: Where are you?
ME: You better start running. I’m coming for you.
Her head pops up from her phone, eyes scanning the woods intently. I wait until she looks over her shoulder before jumping onto the trail and running toward her.
Green eyes fly wide before she screeches and turns around, running in the other direction.
I grin, pumping my leg muscles harder. I want her fear before I take her pleasure.
She looks over her shoulder, terror on her face. She turns her attention back to the trail, then makes a hard left.
I follow her up the hill, laughing at her mistake. I climb hills constantly, with and without bodies, so this barely slows me down. But it does her.
She grabs at a tree and swings around it, trying to kick me. I easily dodge the move, but I’m impressed, nonetheless.
“Oh, gonna make it challenging for me.” I grin behind the Myers mask, trying to grab her. She sidesteps it, then fakes left, then right, before whirling around and taking off.
I’m right behind her, adrenaline coursing beneath my skin. I laugh as she spots the massive rocks ahead and jumps, trying to climb up one.
I easily reach up and haul her down into my arms. “You wanna climb a rock and be fucked on top of it? That can be arranged.”
She squirms against me. “No, that’s not?—”
I lift her over my head, setting her on the back of my neck. “Hold on tight, gorgeous.” Then I reach a hand up, gripping the edge of the rock, hoisting us up.
“Oh my God. You’re insane.” She grips me beneath the chin, her thighs squeezing the sides of my neck. “Please don’t let me fall.”
“I won’t, baby. But you’ve gotta loosen your death grip, okay?”
Her hands loosen, but not her thighs.
“Legs too, Delaney.”
She huffs out a breath, her legs trembling as she opens them slightly.
“Good girl. I’ve got you.” I climb the rock like a monkey, thrilled when I see the top has a flat, large surface.
Once I’m standing on it, I squat down, letting her off my shoulders. I hang onto her as I stand, feeling her trembling.
“I’m not a fan of heights.”
I spin her around. “Forget the height.” I pull her closer, yanking her shirt over her head.
“What are you doing? We can’t fuck up here.”
“Yes, we can. Just trust me.”
She’s shaking like a leaf, her fear making her teeth chatter.
“Delaney, look into my eyes.” I wait until she does as I instruct. “Breathe in… and out. You’re fine.”
“I-I’m not sure I am.”
“Okay, I have an idea.” She has an ear warmer headband on top of her head. I grab it, pulling it over her eyes. “Leave that there, okay?”
“I-I’m scared.”
“Don’t be. Just trust me.” My hand moves inside her running tights, and I moan when I cup her bare pussy. “No panties, huh?”
A smile curls her lips as she shakes her head.
I shove two fingers inside her, moaning at how wet she is. I pull my fingers out, teasing her clit.
“Oh, God. That feels good.”
“You know what’s going to feel even better?” I don’t give her time to respond before I drag her onto her hands and knees. “Stay right there, baby.”
“W-What are you?—”
I yank her pants down, baring her ass. I hurriedly unbuckle, unbutton, and unzip, pulling my pants and boxers down my legs. Lining up behind her, I shove myself deep inside.
“Oh, fuck,” she yells as I stretch her.
I reach around, playing with her clit. “Fuck, your pussy is tight. But so fucking wet.”
She moans as I circle her clit faster, pounding in and out of her. Her moans are getting louder, so I remove my hand from her clit, shoving my fingers in her mouth for her to suck while I continue thrusting. “That’s a good girl. Suck my fingers while you take my cock.”
Her legs begin to shake, and I know she’s close. I’m about ready to blow. Fucking her on a massive boulder of a rock is a fantasy I never knew I had until now. And the fact that she willingly handed her trust over to me makes it better.
I slam in and out of her as she moans around my fingers. Then she clamps down on my cock like a vice, soaking me with her orgasm.
I slow my thrusts but keep going until she’s finished. Then I pound into her like an animal and shove myself deep, releasing inside her.
When I’m finished, my masked forehead rests on her back. I lift it over my mouth and nose so I can suck in oxygen, feeling like I could die.
Nothing better than an early morning fuck after a night of torturing my enemies.