Chapter 20
CHAPTER
TWENTY
Waking up from a long nap and leaning over, I check Ryan’s Garmin watch.
Ryan isn’t beside me, but he must be outside because I see a fire going.
Stretching my arms above my head, I hobble out of the tent.
Spotting Ryan kindling the fire in his chair, I walk over to him and sit in his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck and soaking in his body heat.
“Hello, sleepy head,” he murmurs.
“How long have you been up?” I ask.
“About an hour or so.”
“What have you been doing?”
Bashfully, he pulls something out from beside him, and I gawk at him. It’s one of my smut books.
“No way! For someone who always gives me shit about them, you had no problem picking it up and reading it?!
“Hear me out, I can’t stop, and it’s giving me a lot of pointers on what you are into. I’m at the part where she’s getting railed in an alleyway.”
“How are you already that far?” I ask incredulously.
“I haven’t even put it down to go to the bathroom, which, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be right back.”
I dissolve into laughter as I watch him run over to the tree line.
I’m throwing another log into the fire when I see something that shouldn’t be there.
Pushing the logs around with a stick, my eyes narrow in concentration on what appears to be bones.
Utter horror engulfs me. I squint, trying to make out the entirety of it. I think it could be a finger bone.
Ryan sneaks up beside me, and I yelp, tripping backwards over myself.
“Mar, are you okay? What were you so lost in thinking about?”
He offers me his hand, and I clutch it as he pulls me up.
Reaching for the stick I was using, I all but screech, “There are bones at the bottom of the fire!”
“What?” he asks, a look of concern on his face.
I move the stick around in the fire. “Look, they’re right there!”
He takes the stick from me, pushing as many logs as possible away from the bones in question. Bending over without getting too close to the fire, he inspects it for a minute before saying anything. Then, he blows out an aggravated breath.
With an infuriated expression, he turns to scan my face. “Babe, you do realize we are in the woods, right?”
“Ryan!” I snap. “How do they not resemble human finger bones to you?”
“There are all kinds of animals out here. It could be the spine of some kind of animal that just ran into the fire and got stuck,” he states in a tone as if he’s fed up with my antics.
I grip both sides of my head. “I’m not being impractical or seeing things that aren’t there!” I shout at him.
Softening his face, he extends his hand and reaches around my waist. “I know. Everything you’ve seen or heard seems plausible, but I promise there’s a reasonable explanation to all of it.”
Shaking from the cold, I face plant into his chest, hugging him around the waist.
“You’re right. Next time, we’re going somewhere tropical.”
“Deal.” He dips his head, resting it on mine.
Rocking me back and forth, he huskily says, “What is the likelihood of us getting naked?”
I let go of him, taking a step back. “Is that really what you’re thinking about right now?”
“You naked? It’s all I ever think about.”
“How about right now?” I say suggestively, wanting to lighten the mood.
“Don’t tempt me with a good time.”
He hops over to his camper chair and sits, leaning back with his legs spread wide.
“Show me that pretty pussy, baby,” he growls, rubbing between his legs.
I undress slowly, pausing when I get to my bra and panties, and sway my hips as I walk over to him. I bend over, placing my arms on either side of the chair, and brush my nose against his.
“You’re going to make me come all over that face of yours, and you’re not going to stop pleasuring me until you do.” He smirks at me, loving it when I take charge.
I slip out of my panties and unclasp my bra. My nipples immediately harden from the chilly night.
Placing one foot on the arm of the camper chair, I ask in an alluring tone, “Do you like what you see?” I expand my pussy for him with my fingers, one of the things that makes him absolutely wild for me.
Clenching his jaw and groaning at the sight of me, I take that as a yes.
“Now you’re going to start by kissing and sucking along my inner thigh until you reach between my legs. Then, I want you to sink your tongue in and out while using those magical fingers of yours.”
He scoots his body forward, grabbing the back of my ass so I’m closer to his face. Kissing my inner thigh first, he catches me off guard as he sinks his teeth into me. Throwing my head back, I cry out, loving the pain mixed with the pleasure.
“Give me your hands,” he demands.
I hold them out for him. He moves quickly, tying them behind my back tightly using some kind of rope he pulled out of his pocket.
Going right back to where he left off, he sucks and kisses my inner thigh repeatedly, teasing me as he gets closer to my pussy.
Using his thumb, he slides it up and down my slit. “So wet for me.”
Focusing his fingers on that little bud, he pinches it hard, and a loud moan escapes my lips.
Without warning, his tongue attacks my hole, moving in and out, making me wetter than I was before. His fingers remain on my clit, forcefully moving in circles with increased pressure.
Since my hands are tied up, I have no choice but to lean into him, and his tongue goes deeper inside of me.
I’m moaning desperately now. It feels so good, and I start unabashedly fucking his face.
His pacing only intensifies, and I can feel myself gaining momentum to that peak of euphoria, where everything blurs, and nothing else matters.
I start using his face aggressively, pushing myself further on him.
The sensation of an orgasm washes over me, and I moan so loudly that I’m glad we don’t have neighbors because they would have heard. Ryan doesn’t stop as I fuck his face, less forcefully as I ride out my pleasure.
Ryan looks up at me and smacks the side of my leg as he slowly lowers it to the ground. My legs wobble from the orgasm.
“How was that?” he asks as I slip on my panties, bra, and pants, forgoing my shirt since I worked up a sweat.
“Not too bad in your older age.” I flash a smile at him.
“I’m like a fine wine; I just get better as I age. And more importantly, I get to know your body even better. I’ve always been a quick study.” He leans back, looking cocky.
“There was a time when you didn’t even know where a clitoris was located,” I quip, wanting to get a rise out of him.
“Don’t even start; we could go down a long road of where you started and where you are now sexually.” He laughs. “Now get your sexy ass over here and kiss me so you can taste yourself on my tongue.”
Strolling over to him, I climb into his lap, turn his head with my hand, and kiss him fervently, savoring the taste of myself all over his mouth.
“Time to feed me,” I say, pouting at him.
He inhales sharply, looking offended. “When do I not take care of you, especially when it comes to feeding you?”
“You’re such a treasure, one of a kind,” I gleefully say back to him.
I head for the tent and climb in. I find one of Ryan’s large t-shirts, pull it over my head, and grab another one of my books and a blanket.
Just as Ryan is getting dinner set up to cook, I plop down in one of the chairs and get comfy, smiling to myself, thinking about this life I’ve made with him.