Chapter Twenty-Three
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Flanked by tall trees on either side, Andy and Helen rode up the foggy, peaceful trail. Though she was initially worried about Molly and Ranger running off, they never ventured more than a few yards away. As they moved deeper into the trees, she was captivated by the shards of light piercing the overhead branches, and the occasional sounds of what she assumed was wildlife.
“You were right, I feel so much better,” Helen said with a sigh as they reached the top of the trail and entered a clearing. “Wow, a plateau. I can’t believe it.”
“Believe it, and this is the perfect time to be here. Look at the mountains.”
“They seem near enough to touch, like they’re five minutes away.”
“I know, it’s amazing, and it only happens this time of year. I was told it’s called a Superior Mirage. Apparently it has something to do with the refraction of light. But whatever it’s called, or however it happens, it’s just an incredible sight. And now it’s time for another incredible sight,” he added, lowering his voice.
“Which is?”
“You, naked, on my blanket,” he replied, climbing off and removing the rolled up rug from the back of his saddle.
“Here?” she sputtered, watching him flap it out on the ground. “But—”
“But what? Are you worried someone will drive by and see us,” he asked with a chuckle.
“What about the horses and dogs?”
“We’ll tether them,” he replied, leading Maverick to the closest tree. “They’ll appreciate the break after that climb up the hill. Look, Ranger and Molly are already lyin’ down.”
“Is it…safe? I mean…there’s wildlife around here.”
“You don’t have to worry. I’ve had picnics up here plenty of times.”
The thought of being with him naked in the open spaces was exciting, but also nerve-racking, though she wasn’t sure why. With her pulse ticking up, she slipped from the saddle and tied Daisy next to Maverick.
“Have you ever had sex out in the open?” he whispered, moving behind her and placing his lips against her ear.
“No, and it’s making me quivery.”
“Good word,” he murmured, turning her around. “You’ll love it. You’ll feel completely free.”
“Now I’m jealous.”
“Why?”
“Because you’ve obviously been up here and done this before.”
“You’re right and wrong,” he said, lifting her sweater over her head. “Sure, I’ve been up here plenty of times, but not to do this.”
Though it wasn’t cold, the gentle breeze had the hint of a chill, and as he deftly peeled off her clothes, he momentarily paused to gaze down at her stiffening nipples.
“This is so weird,” she murmured as he stepped back and quickly stripped.
“There’s nothin’ weird about it,” he replied, taking her hand and bringing her onto the blanket with him. “Lie back and close your eyes.”
But as she stretched out, she couldn’t help but stare up at the majestic peaks.
“Those mountains,” she muttered as he began roaming his hands over her body. “It’s as if they’re watching us.”
“They are,” he purred, lowering his mouth to her breasts. “Now close your eyes and feel the air touch your skin.”
Letting out a whimper she did as he said, then moaned softly when he drew her nipples into his mouth, then moved his fingers between her legs.
“Damn, girl, you’re so wet,” he crooned, thrusting his finger inside her. “Tell me how much you want my cock.”
“I feel as if I’m dreaming.”
“Tell me,” he growled, abruptly pinching a nipple.
“More than I can say,” she gasped. “This is all so surreal. And you’re right, it’s liberating to be naked out in the open like this.”
“Keep your eyes closed.
As she felt him moving away she was tempted to sneak a peek to see what he was doing, but he was back in a flash and resting his weight on top of her.
* * *
Andy had often thought about bringing a woman to the magical spot, but no-one had inspired him to take the ride up the Smoky Hill trail—until he’d started spending time with Helen. Now having her naked on his blanket he was glad he’d waited.
“I’m going to fuck you slow and hard,” he purred, placing his hardness at her entrance. “But you’re not allowed to come until I say so.”
“Just hearing that turns me on. I mean, really turns me on.”
“I know,” he growled as the thrust into her channel.
Gripping her waist he began slowly thrusting, then increased his pace, continuing for endless minutes before suddenly stopping. Ignoring her protests, he leaned over her body and devoured her neck, and though she whimpered and writhed he made her wait.
“How much do you love being naked out here like this?” he murmured, finally raising his head.
“It’s heaven. I never want to leave, but you have to keep going. I was getting so close.”
“I don’t have to do anything. But if you ask nicely…”
“You’re torturing me.”
“I’m waiting,” he grunted, then quickly pinched her nipples to underscore his point..
“Sorry, sorry,” she squealed. “Please, Sir, please will you fuck me?”
“Sir? Much better.”
Moving his hands beneath her, he clutched her fleshy cheeks and squeezed, eliciting a loud cry. But it had barely escaped her lips when he began to pound her pussy with powerful strokes. When he sensed she was drawing close to her climax, he paused to shift his position, then started again, making sure his cock brushed against her clit with every thrust. It was only a moment later her body stiffened, signaling her orgasm was at hand.
“You have to ask,” he warned, his voice husky.
“Please, Sir, may I come, please, please…”
“Now, give it to me now.”
As she exploded beneath him, he squeezed his eyes shut and let his climax sweep through his body. He could hear her cries as his powerful, sparkling spasms seized him. When they finally released him from their grip, they left him breathless with his heart pounding.
* * *
Nestled in his arms, Helen let out a contented sigh. She never wanted to leave, but the air against her skin was turning cold.
“We’d better head back,” Andy softly remarked. “The light’s fadin’ and it’ll be chilly pretty soon.”
“I know, I was just thinking the same thing, but this has been amazing. Thank you for bringing me here.”
“Hey, the pleasure’s all mine, like, seriously,” he replied with a chuckle, then sat up and reached for her shirt. “Here, put this on.”
As she took it from his hand and began slipping her arms into the sleeves, she glanced across at the mountain just in time to see a huge slice of ice break off.
“Andy! Look! The mountain.”
“Wow, you don’t see that every day!” he exclaimed, darting his eyes across just in time. “I wish I’d had my phone out.”
“Me too. It makes me want to sit here and watch for it to happen again.”
“That was one chance in a million.”
“Like you,” she whispered.
“And you,” he murmured back, then closing his eyes, he placed his lips on hers in a long, lingering kiss.