Chapter 26 Beckett #2
Sloane comes back over with the cooler and a little table, setting it next to us before she sits down in my lap.
She hands me the roaster stick, and I hold it while she puts the hot dogs on the end.
I hold it over the fire, letting it warm the meat while she gives an uncooked one to Mocha, who takes it without complaint, running off to eat it.
“You’re so warm,” she whispers, nuzzling her face into my neck.
I take the arm not holding the roasting stick and wrap it around her to keep her close, offering her a little more warmth.
“You cold, baby?”
“No, I’m ok right now,” she admits, and I nod.
The hot dogs only take a few minutes to cook, and once they are done, she puts them on buns, tops them with ketchup and mustard, then places them on a plate with a handful of chips as well.
We eat in silence, the only sounds to be heard as the sun finishes disappearing behind the mountains are the crackle of the fire and Mocha’s obnoxious chewing when Sloane throws another hot dog in his direction.
After dinner, we hangout by the fire, enjoying each other’s company.
After an hour, she gets up and stretches. “I’m tired.” She yawns, and I grab her hand in mine, bringing it to my lips and pressing a kiss to her knuckles.
“Go get ready for bed, and I’ll be there in just a few minutes,” I whisper. She nods, walking towards the tent with Mocha right on her heels.
I clean up our stuff, making sure to put the garbage away from the camp so that bears don’t try to attack us. I take a few minutes to put the cooler, chairs, and table into the back of the truck so that it doesn’t take as long to pack up tomorrow.
I dump some water on what remains of the fire before heading towards the tent.
When I zip the door closed, she’s snuggled up in our blanket, playing a game on her phone while Mocha lies on the floor already asleep.
When she looks up and sees me, she turns her phone off.
She sets it down on top of her bag before smiling up at me.
I can barely see the silhouette of her as I strip down and climb under the blankets, pulling her to me.
I pull her close to me, pressing my face into her neck and kissing it softly. Her fingers tangle into my hair, and her head falls back, giving me more room to work. I press my lips to hers. I’ve missed her, which sounds weird since we’ve been together this whole time, but I do. So much.
“I want you, baby,” I whisper, rolling us so she’s under me. She looks up at me with her big innocent eyes, and I bury my face into her neck, nipping and sucking on her fragile skin.
My body heats up, and I’m already hard just thinking about what comes next.
She whimpers softly for me, and it drives me wild. My hands slip under her shirt, and I find it’s all she’s wearing except for some cotton panties.
I push the shirt up, and I suck one of her nipples into my mouth. She gasps, her hands tangling into my hair, and she pulls, making the most beautiful sounds as she moans.
I kiss down her body, disappearing under the blankets as I kiss her stomach, her hips, and her thighs.
“Can I?” I whisper, tugging gently on the waistband of her panties.
“Mhmm,” She hums, lifting her hips for me.
“Good girl,” I praise, taking them off and tossing them aside. I let my tongue and lips worship her skin, working her up and getting her ready before I finally press my lips to where she needs me.
Fuck, my sweet, sweet girl. She tastes so fucking good for me. I lick and suck on her pussy, worshiping her body as she moans and writhes underneath me.
“So good for me, baby,” I praise as I pull away for a breath of air, and she moans.
“Beckett…”
It sounds so good to hear her call my name. I bury my face back between her thighs, using only my lips and tongue to get her there. My hands have to hold down her thighs since she keeps trying to wiggle away from me.
“Beck…Oh God, Beck,” she moans. I know she’s close, so I double down, pushing my tongue deep inside her, wanting to taste as much of her as I can.
Her thighs try to crush my head in response. I know that it’ll only take just a little bit more before she’s spiraling off the edge, so I give her what she needs, giving her just enough.
“Ahhhh,” she cries out. I hold her through it, my tongue slowing but never stopping until she’s fully collapsed against the air mattress.
I leave a final kiss on the inside of her thigh before I slowly kiss her up her body, the air mattress dipping with our weight as I slowly crawl up her body, worshipping every inch of her perfect skin before I find her lips with mine.
“I want you naked, baby,” I whisper, nipping gently at her ear.
“Ok,” she whispers, still a little breathless. I help her take the shirt off, leaving her completely bare to me. The only thing separating us is my thin boxers that do nothing to hide how much I’m aching for her.
I kiss her forehead. Giving her a moment to breathe. I slowly kick off my boxers and reach into my backpack for a condom. When I find one, I rip the package with my teeth and slowly slide the latex onto my cock.
It’s begging to be buried inside her sweet, tight pussy. I pump myself, and it aches. I need to be inside her.
I’ve never felt this way about a person. My body has never reacted to a person the way that it does to hers.
“I need you, baby, please,” I whisper, pulling her back underneath me, gently rocking against her.
She whimpers softly, her hands on my shoulders to give her something to hold on to.
She drops her knees and spreads her thighs, letting me settle between them.
“Can I have you? Please, baby, can I take you? Can I fill this sweet pussy with my cock?” I beg, and she nods, a small whimper leaving her as I pinch her nipple with my fingers.
“Yes, please, Daddy. Please take me,” She says, and that’s all I need.
I should be gentle, I should take my time with her, but I need to be inside her. I need to feel her, to hear her cry out my name.
I reach between us and gently guide myself into position.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” I whisper in her ear.
Her nails dig into my back as I push just the tip in. “Yes,” she gasps, her head falling back. All my restraint goes out the tent door as I thrust forward, filling her full of me at once.
“Fuck, Sloane,” I moan, burying my face into her neck. I pepper kisses on her skin as a form of apology. I give us both a minute to adjust, one of my hands tangling into her hair to give me something to hold onto, as the other holds me up so I don’t crush her with my weight.
“Beck, please,” she whispers.
“Please, what?” My eyes find hers to make sure she’s ok.
“Please move,” she begs, and I do just that.
I rock into her, making her feel every inch of me, pushing in deep and slow, making her moan my name. Her nails dig into my back, mixing pain with pleasure in a way that I’ve never experienced before.
“You’re so fucking tight, baby,” I whisper into her ear, nibbling on the lobe and gently pulling her head back so I can devour her neck. I pick up speed, needing to get us both there.
“Beckett!”
“So fucking perfect, baby. You’re so good for Daddy,” I praise, sucking on her collar bone, once again burying my face into her neck and moving faster.
I can’t keep the noises I make at bay as I move faster, chasing my orgasm. She feels so good, so fucking perfect.
“That’s it, baby, take it. Take Daddy’s cock like the good girl you are,” I rasp, sucking her nipple into my mouth.
“Daddy!!” she cries out, her nails digging into my back, no doubt leaving marks in my skin as she drags them down over my shoulders.
“Fuck…” I moan into her neck.
“I’m… Oh, Beck!” She cries out, her body arching up into mine. We’re both so close, I can feel it. I just need a little more.
“I know, baby, just a little more, can you do that for me?” I whisper, letting go of her hair and cupping her cheek. I kiss her nose, and rest our foreheads together. “Can you give me just a little bit more, baby?” I ask, slowing down, aiming for slower, deeper thrusts.
“Yes,” she moans, her eyes holding mine.
It doesn’t take long. A few thrusts and she falls first. A couple of moments later, I’m tumbling into the abyss right behind her.
I collapse against her. I don’t mean to crush her, but her arms won’t let me roll off of her, so I don’t. I stay buried inside her, until I’m done pulsing and she’s done clenching. Even then, I don’t pull out. Not until we are both able to catch our breath.
“God, you are so fucking amazing,” I whisper, gently pulling out of her. She lets out a soft whimper as I kiss her temple in apology.
I look at her, her eyes closed as she slowly breathes through her nose and out her mouth.
“You ok?” I ask, brushing some hair out of her face, and she nods. “Good,” I whisper, kissing her forehead, before rolling onto my back, taking the condom off, tying a knot in it, and tossing it into my bag to throw away later.
“You’re incredible,” I whisper, pulling her on top of me, draping her perfect body over mine. She wiggles for a second to get comfortable before I pull the blanket over our bodies and hold her tight. Our legs tangle together, her head rests on my shoulder, and my arms wrap tightly around her.
“No, you,” she mumbles, and I let out a huff of laughter.
“Both of us?”
“Yeah, both of us,” She agrees, snuggling in. My fingers trace patterns over her arms and her back. It only takes a few minutes for her body to go slack against me and for her to be all the way asleep.
“Goodnight, baby,” I whisper, kissing her head.
It takes me a few minutes longer, but I close my eyes, and eventually, sleep does come.