Chapter 6
Callum
H er breath catches in her throat as I tell her to run, and it doesn't take long for her to take off. It was a long shot, asking her if she wants to do this with me. I was hoping that she was feeling the same things I was, the muscle memory of us being together.
Her hair whips around her as she leaves this part of the maze. I do have to say that whoever set this thing up did a pretty damn good job. They’ve roped it off so people can’t get too lost as long as you stay within the confines. The mirrors fuck with your head though. Seeing my own reflection made me jump. You just don’t expect to see someone standing behind you, even if it is your own shadow.
I slip underneath the rope, trailing the outskirts of the maze, watching as she struggles within. It’s too dark for her to see me lurking outside, silly girl keeps checking over her shoulder like things can only sneak up behind you.
She’s stuck in one spot. I can see her running back and forth, trying to figure out the best place to go. I take the opportunity to move further down and wait for her. I palm my aching cock as I walk, this has always been a favorite activity for us. I slip back through the ropes and wait for my kitten to round the corner.
I hear the pounding of her footsteps before I actually see her, and to my surprise, she’s looking over her shoulder again. She runs smack dab into my chest, causing me to make an ‘oomph’ sound, and her to squeal, before grabbing her shoulders. I stare down, waiting for her to gather the courage to look back up at me. Her shoulders bounce, and she takes a deep breath. The mix of sprinting and adrenaline do nothing to help one bring oxygen into their system.
She finally looks up, her pupils blown with lust as her eyes search mine.
“Well, well, well,” I tsk, “Looks like I caught you.” I drop my hands and circle her like she’s prey. “What should your punishment be?”
“Another chance?”
“Ha!” I bark. “You’ll have your chance to run again, but I want something first.” I stop in front of her. Her hands fidget in front of her body, obviously nervous of the unknown. I take a step forward to gauge her reaction and she does exactly as I want her to, she takes a step back. I continue the motion, one step after another until she bumps into a tree. At the section we’re in, there are mirrors that line the trees to create a circle. No matter where you look, our reflection stares back. Dropping to my knees, I lift her leg and place it over my shoulder.
Her body shakes with excitement and she sucks her lower lip into her mouth.
I nuzzle between her legs with my nose, inhaling deeply. Her hands tangle themselves in my hair and I look up at her, only to find her gazing back down.
“Are you wet from the chase? From the possibility of me catching you? Or the possibility of us getting caught together?”
“I-I’m not wet.” Her voice shakes.
I bite the inside of her thigh, causing her to scream out before covering her mouth with her hand. I soothe it with my tongue, licking over the netting and teeth indentations.
“Now, I’ll ask again. Which is it?”
“All of it,” she pants.
I reach up and rip the netting covering her legs, her hips jutting out at the smallest amount of friction. I pull her panties to the side and blow a stream of air directly onto her clit. Her moans are muffled behind her hand, she’s doing her best to stay quiet, to not give away what we’re doing. Her arousal is evident, even in the darkness. The moonlight casting just enough light to reflect off the moisture collecting there. I bend forward and run my tongue up her slit, tasting her. Fuck, she tastes just as good as I remember. She’s sweet, just like honey, and viscous like it, too.
I groan against her skin as I lick her like an ice cream cone, flicking my tongue when I get to her swollen clit. Her hips gyrate to get more friction. I look off to the side to see her staring at us. Her eyes are directly on my tongue between her legs. I keep my assault with my tongue directed at her clit while I insert a finger into her tight hole. I slowly move the digit back and forth, curling the tip just a little at the sweet spot that I know she likes.
“Do you like watching us, baby?”
“Yes,” she pants.
Her legs bend slightly to meet my thrusts while continuing to ride my tongue like it’s her right.
“Take what you want, baby. Don’t hold back.” I flatten my tongue as she moves back and forth, chasing her impending orgasm. Her pussy contracts around my digit, grasping to keep it deep inside, but I’m not ready for her to come yet. There’s so much more to do.
I give her another lick before pulling my mouth away and withdrawing my finger. Pulling her panties back over her labia, I kiss the damp fabric and she twitches with sensitivity. I lick my finger off, being sure not to waste any of it. She whimpers as I put her leg back down on the ground. Feeling her arousal covering my mouth and chin, I use the back of my hand to wipe it off before kissing her. I kiss her with fervor, fucking her mouth with my tongue as she sucks on the muscle. She moans like it’s my cock, and fuck, I wish it was. Not yet. I remind myself. I’ll have her on her knees in no time, but we haven’t made it too far into the maze yet.
Her hips grind against mine, clearly desperate for release. She got pretty close, I’m sure she’s pulsing with need.
Her lips are swollen as I pull away and I brush a thumb over the soft skin on her cheek.
“Don’t let me catch you again,” I say as I kiss her forehead and back up. I point in the direction I want her to go before saying, “That way,” and watch as she runs off.