Love Me ~ Without Regret (10 page)

“Yeah, cold water is good on the trail.” She uncaps her bottle and takes a swig. “But, of course, the spiced cider will have to be hot …”

“That’s why we’re building a fire.” I grin and busy myself laying out the rest of our food. We take our time finishing our lunch, exchanging small talk and idle chitchat.

After the hike, I start the fire then take out the ingredients for s’mores. Who doesn’t love chocolate, and what’s a fire without roasting marshmallows? It’s cooling off so the fire will keep us warm. I drag one of the chairs over by the fire and lay it out flat. I want her sitting next to me so I can touch her. I will keep her warm and probably myself hard.

I set up everything so we are facing west and can watch the sunset. I have a blanket to cover the chair and another for Lizzie. I get my Dutch oven ready for the spiced cider, and take out caramel flavored vodka to make the drinks taste similar to caramel apples. Bailey told me Lizzie loves anything with caramel. I hope, one day, to use that tidbit of info for a little fun.

“You thought of everything. I love roasting marshmallows. Makes me think back to when Papa and Granny would take all of us kids camping. Sitting around a campfire is one of my favorite things to do.”

“Are you and Bailey actually related? Cash told me something about sisters and misters, but … he was kissing Bay at the time so it was a little hard to understand. I didn’t want to ask him to repeat himself either.”

She rolls her eyes. “Those two need to get a room. They make me want to puke, I swear. No, we grew up like sisters. My mom lived with Granny and Papa when she was a teenager. They have been known to take in strays.”

“I know they’ve taken Oakley and me in as family. They want us to call them Granny and Papa, too.”

“Really? Huh.” She looks off. “They must be fond of y’all. That’s the only way you get to be one of their honorary kids.” Then she grins and pokes me in my ribs. “You must be alright after all if you have Granny’s seal of approval.”

The sun slides below the horizon, making a beautiful backdrop for the fire dancing in the ring. The layers of orange, pink, and purple make the sky look magical.

“I love watching the sunset. It’s beautiful and free. It gives you a promise that you can put all of your worries to bed and tomorrow will be a new day,” I say.

Lizzie scoots a little closer to me and lays her head on my shoulder.

I take the opportunity to slip my arm around her waist then run my fingers down the length of her arm.

She shivers.

“Are you cold?” I don’t wait for her to answer. I pick up the blanket and wrap it around her. Pulling her in tight, I rest my head on top of hers.

“Thanks,” she says quietly.

“The cider is probably warm. Would you like a cup?”

“Sure. Did I see caramel vodka, too?” She looks around for the bottle.

“Yep, it’s in the basket, only the best for you. Did you want to add some to your cider?”

Lizzie nods.

She is really lovely. The fire casts a soft glow on her face. Listening to the pops and crackles of the fire and having Lizzie next to me, sipping on the cider is about the closest thing to heaven I can imagine. I can feel her body melting into mine.

“Lizzie, I wish you would let that fire between us burn.”

“Who said I won’t?” She turns and presses her lips to mine.

I turn her until she’s facing me then push her back onto the chair. I believe in taking advantage of opportunities when they present themselves. If Lizzie didn’t just wave her white flag, I’m raising it for her.

“We are going to date. You are going to like it.” I move and lay on top of her. I rub myself against her and   feel how hot she is through her jeans. “I want to take you right here and break this whole damn chair.”

“Okay.” Lizzie barely gets out. “Take me, Clay, right here. On this chair, by this fire. I want it and I want you, the relationship and everything that goes with it.”

“You have no idea how happy that makes me.” I kiss her, running one hand behind her head.

“It makes me happy, too.”

Her eyes are dark and hooded, her voice all smoky. She’s a little breathy as she nips my lip and grabs my ass.

“That’s what I’ve wanted to hear from your lips for some time now. You’re staying with me tonight.” I unbutton her shirt, letting my hand linger in the opening.

I have a weakness for her. Her breathlessness is sending me to my point of little control.

“Okay. I’m ready for this now,” she says.

Suddenly, Lizzie has become compliant. Her sarcastic nature has vanished. I lick her neck and suck gently on her earlobe while skimming my hand along her abdomen.

Lizzie sucks in a sharp breath of air.

“What’s wrong? Are you scared? I don’t bite. I only nibble. You’ll be very fond of my love tastes and licks,” I say while I do that very thing.

“I’m not scared of you, Clay. Didn’t you know that I’m the Cock Whisperer? I can do things you’ve only dreamed about. Get ready for your world to be rocked. You think a chair is something? Wait until we tear up your whole damn house. Are you sure you can handle that?” Lizzie comes in for another kiss.

Holy shit. I can’t wait to find out.

“Bring it on, Feisty Britches, because I’m going to have you dripping like honey.”

She pulls at my shirt.

I unbutton her blue jeans. She lifts her hips, allowing me to pull them down with ease. She looks delectable in her lace panties, and I want nothing more than to devour her right now. I need to make sure this is good because tonight might be my only chance. Who knows how she will feel tomorrow.

When I slide my hand down to make sure her pussy is wet, I encounter a piercing. I raise an eyebrow. She just gives me that cute little smirk of hers. I’ll have to investigate that further when I have more time and better lighting. Never taking my eyes off hers, I find her clit. She is so soft and moist, I want to ram into her right now. I venture a little further until I find her honeypot. I knew she would be dripping wet.

She lets out a soft moan of pleasure.

If she pleads like that with my finger, I can’t wait until I get my mouth down there. Shit, I think I’m going to blow my load, just thinking about it. I stroke her rhythmically, moving my fingers in… and out.

Lizzie wraps her arms around my neck, still staring into my eyes. “Clay, make me come, now.”

“You want me?”

“Yes, but don’t make me beg.”

“You’ll never have to beg. Just tell me what you want and I’ll happily give it to you anytime and anyplace.” I remove my fingers and put them in my mouth to taste her. “Mmm, you even taste like honey. How did I pick someone so sweet?”

She doesn’t need to answer that because she’s freaking amazing.

I fish a condom out of my pocket then pull down my pants and kick them off. “I promise to make next time better, baby.” I tear the wrapper with my teeth and roll the rubber down my penis.

I slide in and stop, just so I can feel her surrounding me. That warm, moist, velvety pocket of hers is sending currents of electricity from the tip of my cock up my spine. I’m in here snug, just the way I like it. I rock into her, gaining momentum as I go. God, I hate condoms. The pleasure would be so much more intense if I didn’t have to wear this damn thing. But I don’t want to think about that right now, I only want to think about how good this is. 

We are going hard now, and Lizzie has her forehead against mine. I’m so hot, sweat is pouring off me. She’s letting out soft little ahs, ohs, and uhs.

“Look at me, Lizzie. Let me see you come.”

She looks back up at me with a lazy haze in her eyes.

“Come with me, Clay.”

I’m pumping harder and faster. Lizzie is tightening around me, making me feel so good, I can feel my own release about to unload. I give her one more grind of my hips and relieve myself. She comes with an ‘ahhhhh’ moan. That’s my new favorite song.

That was fucking amazing.  I lay still with her wrapped in my arms for a minute or two, coming down from my high then I roll us onto our sides and pull the cover over us. I can’t make up my mind. Do we want to lay here in front of the fire, or go to the house?

I cup her face, “Do you think you can contain yourself until we get back to the house?” I lick the corner of my lip.

“I think you’re the one with the problem. Since you’ve had a taste of my sweetness, you won’t ever be able to get enough.”

Shit, she is right about that. I’ve been wanting this so badly for the last six months, I won’t be able to keep my hands off her even if the drive is only five-minutes. How will I make the drive home without running into one of the many trees out here? Lying bare-assed on the chair isn’t very comfortable, though. I should have thought of some kind of cushion.

“Let’s go back to the house.” I button up her shirt, which I left on earlier to keep her warm. I pick her pants up from the ground and give them a good shake. I don’t want any extra critters in there with her. Talk about ruining the mood.

I walk her to the truck and crank it so it will be getting warm. I lean over to give her a kiss and she pulls me into the cab. She lies down along the bench seat, I’m on top of her, and she is kissing me with hunger. Her hands are tugging at the ends of my hair. She is driving me insane with need again, already.

“Let me put out the fire, and I’ll be right back.”  I hate having to leave her for even a minute, but I can’t leave that fire roaring like that. She releases her hold on me and tugs at my bottom lip with her teeth.

“You better hurry.”

She smiles sexily, I only thought she was beautiful before. Now, she is astonishing.

Never taking my eyes off hers, I reluctantly ease backward out of the cab. She has me mesmerized, but the sooner I put out the fire, the sooner I can sink into her sweet depths again.

I reach into the bed of the truck and get the two five gallon containers of water. I carry them to the fire and empty one to extinguish the flames. The wood sizzles for a second or two and then starts to smoke heavily. I pour the next bucket all around the logs to snuff any lingering embers. When I’m satisfied the fire has been properly put out, I gather up the few items we have around and bring them to the truck.

I’m thankful for two things right now. One, being that we are close to the house and the other one is my bench seat. Lizzie is snuggled up close to me and I have my arm wrapped around her.

I pull up beside the house and get out of the truck. Of course, Lizzie is out of the truck before I can even think about helping her out.

I unlock the door and hold it open for her to go inside. I can’t help that I was raised to do stuff like this, let ladies go first. Hell, I hold the door for Oakley.

She turns and unbuttons her shirt. I like her take-charge attitude. I follow her lead, yanking my own shirt over my head. She is standing in her bra, blue jeans, and boots. Man, I love a girl in boots.

I reach around and unclasp her bra and watch as her breasts spring free. I knew she had a large chest, but fuck me sideways, she must have been restraining these babies.

I cup them in my hands, feeling their weight. They’re like ripe cantaloupes. I open and close my hand, gently massaging them. I’m watching her intently for her reaction. I take one of my fingers and lick the end then run it around the nipple. I’m careful not to touch her nipple, not yet. I walk her backward the few steps to the kitchen then remove her pants and boots. I pick her up by the waist and set her up on the counter by our fridge.

I bend my head down and take one of her perfect dusty pink nipples in my mouth. Using only my lips, I suck gently at first, increasing pressure as I hear her satisfaction heighten. I stop for a second, open the freezer door, and return to her with a piece of ice. I lightly skim it across the nipple I’ve been pleasuring. I know this has been in so many pornos, but I want to see her reactions to different  things. Plus, playing with ice is a turn on for me.

Lizzie’s breath hitches.

I remove the cube and replace it with my mouth. 

She is so responsive to mere touches. When she finally gets in my bed and turns loose, what will she be like?

“I like your breasts, Lizzie. They are exceptional.” I gently rub them.

“I see that, but you know there is more of me to love.”

She wants me to move on, and I was getting to that.

“I like your tat, too. It’s very sexy.” Lizzie says, running her nails across my lower right abdomen where my tattoo of a treble clef that has the words ‘Live Without Regrets’ going down the center where the solid line would be. 

I take off my pants and briefs then I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. We only make it to the next flat surface because I only have so much restraint. I’m in her again, pounding hard. She feels so good, even better than by the fire. Then I stop cold, remembering.

“What’s… Why did you stop?” Lizzie’s face is all flushed, making her sexy.

“I lost my mind for a few minutes,” I blow out a long breath and I set her down on the floor.

“Like fuck you did.” Her mouth is agape and her eyes are narrowed.

I laugh then bend down to my discarded jeans and dig a condom out of my pocket. “I thought we might need one of these.” I hold up the condom.

“I’m on the pill, Clay and I get checked regularly for every known disease, but I never go bareback unless I really know someone.”

“Ladies can miss taking pills or maybe they aren’t a hundred percent effective. I always wrap this bad boy up for protection.” This is such a mood killer.

“Okay, just put it on and let’s get in bed. You’ve got some work to do with your bad boy.”

Maybe I didn’t completely ruin the evening. I let out a growl and Lizzie makes a run for my bedroom. I chase after her. I’ve never had this kind of playfulness with a girl. She just turned what could have been a shitty end into the beginning of a fun romp.

I make it to my room about five seconds after her, and she turns to face me. The backs of her legs are against the bed. She reaches up on her tiptoes sweetly to give me a kiss. I take one of my hands and push her backward.  She lands with a bounce. Her legs are hanging off the side of the bed. I look at her gorgeous body and notice the piercing I felt earlier. I kneel to inspect it since I’ll be down there anyway. My baby is a freak. I love it.