by A. J. Winter
“You were okay when we started. You liked what I did for you.”
“Yeah, I did. But that’s as far as this goes and it’s not going there again.”
“You mean I don’t get to suck your cock anymore?”
He shivered. “Dammit, you’re not listening to me.”
“I’m tired of listening to you. I have to listen to you all day every day because somehow you ended up in charge of this little group. I’m not very good at taking orders at the best of times. Now take your shirt off, I want to try something.”
“No. Roxanne, no. I don’t want to hurt you again.”
“I don’t think you will. Shirt off, now, and lie back.” She pushed against his shoulder.
He nodded. The night air was pleasantly cool against his sweaty skin. He settled back, looking up at the stars. She took his softening cock in her mouth again and played with him until his cock was stiff and hard and he was groaning.
Quickly she kicked off her jeans and tossed her shirt aside. She straddled his hips and he caught her wrist.
“No,” he said.
“I’m going to fuck you and you’re just going to lie there.” She wrapped a firm hand around his cock and guided it between her legs. She didn’t hesitate at all. She rode his cock with as much enthusiasm as she had sucked it. He watched her face and body with wide-eyed amazement.
There was no trace of anger here, the stress melted away leaving her free and beautiful and wild. He gripped her legs but she grabbed his wrists and moved his hands up to her breasts. She arched her back and tossed her head back with reckless abandon.
Out in the open, under a starry sky, she shed all pretenses, forgot her rigid upbringing and dark past and gave her body and mind over to the passion of the moment. Consequences could wait for the morning, tonight there was room for nothing but sexual fulfillment, her sexual fulfillment.
She didn’t let go of his wrists until the pressure inside of her unbalanced her. She dropped her hands to his shoulders and for the first time since that first kiss their eyes locked.
Knowing passed between them like a circuit connecting and neither could look away. It was deeper than words and far more honest: pain, grief, regret, longing, loneliness. And then her eyes widened and all he saw in them was mind-blowing, intense, pleasure. Her mouth dropped into a silent ‘o’ and she inhaled sharply.
“Roxanne,” he whispered. “Oh, Roxanne.”
She shuddered and collapsed against him. Her body pulsed as she fought to keep her orgasm silent and private, something for just the two of them to marvel in. When she stilled he gripped her hips and thrust up into her until his own release tore through him, filling her and leaving him breathless.
“Damian,” she whispered in his ear.
“Shh. Let me just hold you.”
“Can we at least crawl into the tent?”
“Right. Tent. Privacy. Okay."
XI.
She had fallen asleep in his arms but she woke up alone. She wandered through camp and stopped beside Ryan who was on sentry duty. “Quiet night?” she asked.
“Quiet enough. You two might want to keep your foreplay down next time, I think you woke a few of the kiddos.”
She blushed. “It was just …”
“You don’t have to explain it to me. We just survived something horrific, we’re all under a lot of stress, and hell, I’d be hitting the sack with someone but there’s no one in the camp who gets my rocks off. You just don’t want everyone else hearing the fearless leaders fighting.”
“Thanks.”
“What’s next?”
“We’re going scavenging. The village here said they need parts and they said a lot of homes nearby were abandoned.”
“Is everyone going to be okay with stealing? I mean, how long could this really last?”
“I don’t know, they were okay with it when we were nearly out of water. This may be the only way to survive.”
They rejoined the group as everyone was gathering in front of Damian. “As soon as we’ve eaten and packed we’re moving on,” he said.
The grumbling started immediately and Matt stepped out of the crowd. “Why are we leaving? There’s a village right here. Isn’t this why we walked for three days?”
Roxanne saw Damian’s eyes narrow and stepped up beside him; her attention and smile were focused solely on Matt. “We can’t stay here. They won’t let us in and with good reason.” She turned to the crowd at large. “Life is very different now; large cities cannot successfully exist or sustain themselves. This village has already reached its maximum sustainable population so we must move on. We’re not going very fast, and hopefully we won’t have to go very far each day, but we can’t stay here, there is nothing for us here.”
“If we’re lucky,” Damian said, “We should find some abandoned houses near here. We can take shelter there, maybe even find some running water.” People perked up at that idea but Matt bristled.
“We should never have left Bismark.”
“Then go back,” Roxanne snapped. “Let’s find some food and get packed so we can keep moving.”
XII.
They camped that night in the shelter of a thick bank of trees lining a field. In a month or two the field would be thick with corn but for now it was all just green shoots that were almost useless to the travellers. Their only use, it seemed, was to lure in animals.
The shot just after dinner startled everyone to their feet. Roxanne started bringing everyone in towards the center of camp while Damian, Ryan, and Sean went to look. They came back with Evan, a middle-aged man who had volunteered to take first watch, and a fresh deer.
“We have no way to smoke the meat,” Damian said. “So we’ll have to cook it all. We probably won’t be able to leave now until midday, it’ll take all morning to prepare the meat for travelling.”
“I think there’s a house nearby,” Anne said. “It was already getting dark when we got here but if there is I could take people in shifts to wash up and bring back supplies. Maybe we’ll luck out and find a cooler and another wagon.”
“Sounds like a plan. I have to clean this deer tonight or it will start to stink. Now would be the perfect time for a cooler.”
She followed him to the carcass and hunkered down nearby. “We’ll all be sick of deer meat in a day or two.”
“Better than living off of peanut butter,” he replied. “Look, about last night, I’m sorry about the … episode.”
“Were you ever pinned down by an enemy during active combat?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No. I got lucky. I did get into a hand to hand situation once but …” He swallowed hard and let the memory go again.
“I can guess,” she said.
“What about you? I’ve never been with a woman who acted like that. You weren’t going to let anything stop you from getting what you wanted.”
“Oh, that. Yeah, well, that was a long time coming I guess. I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“If you’re going to keep picking at my memories expect me to return the favour. What dark and stormy past are you running from?”
She shrugged. “I’m from the bible belt. My parents were strict, zealous, conservative, religious nuts. Not that EVERYONE down there was like that, just them and their little group of fellow ‘believers’. It’s the same everywhere, isn’t it? There’s always a group that has to believe so hard they end up hurting people.”
“You’re more right than you know. So what? You grew up restricted and turned into a sex fiend? Usually that upbringing has the opposite effect on women.”
“I know. I was repressed, broken, and basically useless in bed. Ask my first husband, though I’d rather you didn’t. He left me for a whore because I couldn’t satisfy him.”
“How long ago was that?”
“About a week before the world went to hell.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah. So it’s been a while since I’ve had sex and I wanted it to be good for me
for once. I didn’t want to be used again.”
“Actually I’m feeling a little used.”
He’d made so few jokes since their meeting less than a week earlier that she almost missed this one. She caught herself before ripping into him and smiled. “You seemed to like it.”
“I liked not choking you.”
She grabbed a stone off the ground beside her and tossed it in his general direction.
“Okay, okay. Honestly, you were like some kind of … of … you were amazing and you looked like the most beautiful, sexy woman on the planet, the way you just rode me and directed me.” He shook his head and focused harder on the deer.
“So what does this mean? I mean, where do we go from here?”
“We being me and you and not this circus we’re hauling around with us?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you want to try again?”
“Not tonight!”
She laughed. “Blood and guts don’t turn me on, don’t worry. I’m turning in.” As she walked past him she paused. “I’ll be thinking of you tonight,” she said, running her fingers over his shoulder.
As she walked away he called, “That’s cruel!”
Her laughter trailed back to him and made him smile.
XIII.
They packed up after the midday meal, deer steaks, and started south across the fields. It was slower going with the full wagons over the rough terrain but a few miles down they found the gravel grid roads. Anne had been right about the house and she took everyone in rotation to use the shower and toss all the spare clothes through the wash. They all felt a lot closer to normal, to human, now and with fresh meat and water the complaining stopped again.
It was only a matter of time, Roxanne knew, before the complaining would not be so easily silenced. They had to find safety, and they had to find it before the group splintered under the stress. She heard Damian shouting orders up at the front of the group as they all clambered up onto the gravel road and she smiled.
‘Let him be in charge,’ she thought. ‘Let him bark orders and silence the arguments. He’s good at it, they respect him. He’ll keep us safe and I’ll keep him safe from himself.’
They followed the grid roads west and south until sunset and all the while Anne was watching the people and the surroundings. An idea was forming in her mind but she had to find the perfect place or it would never work.
Coming May 2015
The Alphas: New Beginning
Ryan and Sean had never met before the war but their past experiences got them both named to Anne’s security team. After two weeks of trading off the night watch and standing guard together the two bachelors have become friends.
They stop in the middle of nowhere for the night and for the first time encounter another group of wandering refugees. Neither Ryan nor Sean had any family to look for but they mingle with this new group anyway, and in the process meet Pauline.
Pauline was quickly turning hard and cynical under the weight of simply surviving in the post-war world. Can her chance meeting with Ryan and Sean save her hardening heart? Can she trust any man enough to be saved?
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
A.J. Winter is an erotic romance author with a keen interest in unique scenarios, locations, and time periods. She enjoys writing both realism and fantasy romance with strong female characters. A.J. lives in Vancouver with her boyfriend, her German Shepherd, and a lot of ski gear. When not at her keyboard creating new ideas and stories you can find her exploring the mountains.
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