Tightening her arms around Ben’s neck, Sami pursed her lips. “Are you sure it’s such a good idea to go walking through the woods out here?” she asked anxiously. “I mean, isn’t that sort of like heading into the belly of the beast?”
“If I was just wandering around, I’d say yes, but I know where I’m going. Give me thirty seconds,” Ben urged, easily carrying her down the shaded path as a light, but cold breeze blew over them, ruffling their hair.
Shuddering in his arms, Sami moaned as she shrank against Ben, supremely grateful that his huge body blocked most of the icy wind. “Just hang in there. I promise you’ll be warm soon,” he vowed as the trailed ended, opening up into a large clearing.
Looking around, Sami’s mouth fell open as her jaw went slack, her eyes zoning in on a deep looking blue pool of water in the center of the property, tendrils of steam clinging to the bubbling surface. To the left, an outcropping of smooth rocks jutted from the mountainside, creating a small, but breathtaking waterfall. “Oh, my God, Ben,” Sami gasped, lifting a hand to cover her mouth as a magical sense of wonder and awe filled her.
“I tried to tell you, Sami,” Ben said softly against her ear. “It’s God’s country up here. Raw, untouched beauty. This is just one of many spots I can’t wait to share with you. I discovered it about two months after moving to Paradise, and I couldn’t help wanting you to be the first person I shared it with.”
Sami had been around the world as a model and observed countless beautiful locales, but this… this was the most remarkable place she’d ever visited, and she couldn’t help feeling like it belonged to her and Ben. In her mind, it always would. “Any chance your friend would let us buy this place?” she asked wishfully.
“The cabin or the hot spring?” Ben asked with a low chuckle.
Leaning her head against his shoulder, Sami couldn’t tear her gaze from the clear, steaming water. “Both. Though I’m gonna wanna re-build that cabin before we spend a lot more time up here,” she warned.
Carefully setting her on her feet, Ben smiled at her. “Oh, c’mon. Don’t you think the dilapidated exterior adds to its charm?”
Rolling her eyes as she dropped their towels to the bank of the hot spring and bent over to pull off her yellow galoshes, Sami snorted. “Uh, no,” she responded as she freed one foot, then the other. Straightening, she looked over at where Ben stood watching her closely. “What?” she asked self-consciously, dipping one foot into the water and catching her breath as the almost-too-hot water splashed her toes.
“Just trying to memorize that look on your face,” he admitted truthfully. “It’s stunning. Like you’ve found the secret to happiness and ultimate peace,” he described poetically, reaching out to curl an arm around her waist and pull her into his side.
Feeling truly and completely content for the first time since they separated, Sami smiled tranquilly as she angled her head to see his face. “I think I have,” she confided, leaning against him as she rubbed her lips against his neck, her tongue lapping against his steady pulse. Moaning at his slightly salty taste, she shivered as one of his large hands slid down her body to palm her ass, squeezing the firm flesh playfully.
“How ‘bout you hurry up, get naked and slide that gorgeous ass into the water before I forget being a gentleman and nail you against the closest tree,” he threatened, nodding his dark head toward the tree line.
“Sounds like somebody’s feeling a little handsy,” Sami teased as she ran her hands up and down his muscular arms, enjoying the feel of his muscles contracting and releasing underneath her fingertips. It was clear she affected him, and by the intent look on his face, he was a breath away from losing control.
“Horny, vixen. The word you’re looking for is horny,” he corrected heatedly, bending his head to rub his soft beard up and down her neck.
“God, Ben,” she moaned, clutching his shoulders as his humid breath fell against her throat as the soft feel of his beard against her skin pebbled her nipples.
“Can’t wait to get my hands on those delicious curves again. Not to mention what I’d like to do to them with my mouth,” Ben insinuated huskily as his palm slid around the curve of her ass in slow circles and his cool, dry lips skated across her cheek, his teeth nipping her earlobe as his touch created a riot of chills and shivers up and down her flushed body.
“You just saw those curves last night,” she reminded him throatily, canting her head to give his lips better access to her flesh. Lucky for her, he didn’t disappoint, his mouth quickly taking advantage of her vulnerable neck.
“You’re pushing your luck here, Sami. I told you once I got my mouth back on you, you’d be mine. And guess what? My mouth is most definitely on you,” he pointed out, gently sinking his teeth into her shoulder as his hands went to the hem of the thermal shirt she’d stolen from him. Quickly lifting her arms as Ben slid the material up her body and over her head, she smirked at she heard his low groan when his eyes settled on the white lace bra that cupped her breasts.
“Christ, vixen,” he breathed, lifting his hands to lovingly caress her breasts through the thin material. “How is it that a couple itty bitty scraps of lace can make your tits look so edible?” he asked raggedly, licking his lips as he eyed her boobs.
Shrugging innocently, she bit her lip as she moved her hands to the waist of her too-large jogging pants. Pushing them down over her slim hips, she was left standing in only her brief thong and bra, and she couldn’t help her giggle as Ben’s eyes nearly crossed in delight.
“Good God, woman, you’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” he accused huskily as he dropped a hand to adjust the bulge growing behind his jeans.
Lifting a hand, she tugged lightly at his beard as she offered him a naughty smile, enjoying the way he was barely holding himself in check.. “Maybe, but what a way to go,” she purred, slowly reaching behind her to unfasten the clasp on her bra and let the material fall down her body. Cupping her aching breasts in her hands, she presented them proudly, twisting her body from side to side as she sidled closer to him. “You still like them as much as you once did?” she questioned flirtatiously, thumbing her pink nipples as she blinked coyly up at him.
“I still love them as much as I ever did,” Ben clarified, forcing his gaze from her tits to her face. “Just like I love every single part of you, Samantha. Tits. Ass. Lips. Mouth. And that sweet, tight pussy. There’s not a part of your body that doesn’t make my dick hard and my heart sing. Now, c’mere,” he invited, curling one massive paw around the indentation at her waist and tugging her forward. “I need to touch you,” he muttered before covering her mouth with his, nipping her lower lip until she parted her lips and allowed him inside.
Her arms crept around his neck as his tongue made love to her mouth. Tasting. Savoring. Re-learning what made her breath quicken and her pulse race. Slowly, he explored the warm, wet recesses of her mouth, sliding his tongue sensuously around hers while his hands moved over her torso, cupping and squeezing her breasts as he branded her with his touch. “That feels so good,” she gasped against his mouth as he toyed with one of her nipples, pulling at the tender, swollen flesh before flicking it with his thumb.
Lifting his head, Ben’s eyes smiled as he drew back, quickly stripping off his own clothing and tossing them aside. Taking her hand, he guided her into the steamy water. “Holy God,” Sami breathed reverently as he slowly walked them deeper into the water, the high temperature quickly warming their chilled skin. “I can’t believe how good this feels,” she stated with an excited moan, dragging her arms back and forth over the water, creating ripples on the surface.
“Love your enthusiasm, vixen, but you make many more sounds like that, and I’m gonna have you pinned to the rock ledge with my cock buried between your thighs,” he warned tightly though he watched her with a happy gaze.
“Promise?” she goaded with a heavy lidded look of invitation, giggling when Ben abruptly surged forward in the water and wrapped an arm around her waist, bringing
her body against his, her hardened nipples dragging against the light dusting of hair on his chest as their noses lightly bumped. “I take that as a yes,” she murmured as she tangled her hands in his hair and draped her legs around his lean hips, hooking them at the ankles.
Backing her body against the smooth stone ledge of the spring, Ben and Sami groaned in unison as his engorged cock brushed against the slick folds of her pussy, his length sliding easily along the seam of her legs. Rocking against him when the tip of Ben’s dick tapped the hood of her clit and sent a shower of pleasure down her spine, Sami moaned as she rode the ridge of his erection.
“That’s it, Sami,” Ben urged against her mouth as his hand lowered into the water, finding her center and rolling the pad of his finger against her aching bud. “Cum for me, baby.”
Rolling her hips faster as his fingers coaxed her body toward release, every muscle coiled tighter, her entire being body poised on the brink of a seismic orgasm. “Ben,” she panted as her field of vision narrowed to his fierce face, now etched in harsh lines of passion. He looked almost brutal, his mesmerizing eyes almost feral inside the passionate moment they were sharing. His hips jerked against her as his cock slid fluidly over her vulva, his tip grazing her entrance while his fingers circled her clit. All he’d have to do is thrust just a little harder and he’d sink inside, giving them both what they needed most. “Please, Ben,” Sami begged against his mouth, his hot breath cascading over her lips. “Fuck me,” she whimpered as her legs contacted around his hips, bringing him closer.
“You want my cock?” Ben asked urgently, sucking her lower lip between his lips as she nodded eagerly. “Then beg for it,” he demanded on a growl, moving his mouth to her neck to suck at the tender flesh. “Let me hear that sweet voice plead to be filled,” he husked as his mouth dragged along her carotid artery, tracing the throbbing vessel with the wet slide of his tongue.
Nearly insane with need, her body nearly vibrated with an acute kind of desire she’d never experienced. “Please,” she bit out plaintively. “Please, Ben! Give me your cock.”
Kissing the corner of her mouth, Ben shook his head. “You can do better than that, Samantha,” he taunted, sliding his hands underneath her ass to lift her out of the water until her breasts broke the surface. Licking the hard pebbles of her nipples, he glanced up into her tense face. “C’mon, babe. Tell me how badly you need to be fucked.”
“So bad,” she whimpered, arching her back against the stone ledge. “I’m so empty, Ben. I ache,” she whined as Ben’s strong white teeth bit into one plump nipple, making the flesh redden and pulse.
“Does it hurt, vixen?” he asked gently, dropping kisses against the swell of both breasts as his finger circled around the puckered rosebud at her ass. “Do you need something to fill the void?” he asked against her neck as his finger played at her forbidden entrance.
“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered as his fingers circled her once more before moving back to her needy pussy. “Yes!” she called out as he sank two fingers inside her, rubbing against her tight walls. “Don’t stop,” she complained with he withdrew his digits all too soon.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Ben soothed her softly as he hooked his hands under her ass and began to carry her out of the water. “You’re gonna get what you need, baby, but I need some traction for the kind of fuck I need to give you.”
“Yes!” she agreed excitedly as she tightened her arms and legs around him while he carried her out of the hot springs. Moaning as his big body pressed hers back against the rough bark of a nearby tree, her lips parted as his mouth settled over hers again. Digging her nails into the back of his neck as the blunt knob of his cock breached her, she gasped as she felt the searing burn of his possession. “Ben,” her thin voice keened as he thrust deeply inside her, filling the emptiness within her.
“Fuck, so tight!” Ben groaned, burying his face against her neck as her body pulsed around his. “I forgot how fuckin’ tight you were. Like you were made for me,” he praised as his breath sawed in and out of his lungs.
She could see him fighting for control, battling the urge to rut into her like some kind of primal beast. Lifting a hand to smooth against his beard, she met his burning eyes with her own. “I love you,” she whispered, resting her forehead against his as her body adjusted to being dominated by his again. Already, the burn was ebbing and her core was slickening around him, her pussy gripping him in a velvet fist.
“Say that again,” Ben demanded huskily, his hips lifting and falling fluidly into the cradle of her legs as his cock sank deeper inside her with every lunge of his lean hips. “Please, baby. Say it,” he urged against her cheek.
“I love you,” Sami repeated, catching her breath as Ben’s cock passed over something magical inside her, making her see stars. Throwing back her head, she lifted her hips to his as he pumped inside her again. “Oh, God! Right there, Ben!” she begged, circling her hips as he plunged into her heat a third time, the pleasure nearly blinding her.
“So sweet,” he bit out, grinding his teeth together as the electric feeling of their bodies fusing zapped him, nearly bringing him to his knees. Planting his feet as his hands cradled her hips, Ben’s lips molded to hers as he fucked in and out of her tight heat. “Fuck, I love you,” he breathed between deep kisses. “Never stopped. Can’t stop,” he panted. “Won’t fuckin’ stop. Ever,” he vowed, his heavy thrusts becoming erratic.
Sami felt the pleasure between them cresting, her body growing damp with sweat as she ground her hips against his. “Please,” she pled against his lips. “Pleasepleaseplease,” she begged, unable to catch a coherent thought as her body became frenzied in the search for release. As if he instinctively knew just what she needed, Ben’s hand slid between them, his fingers sliding through the evidence of her desire to find her throbbing bud. Pinching it lightly, that small touch sent her into sensory overload. Screaming his name, her body convulsed around his as her vision blurred and sounds deafened around her.
A few frantic heartbeats later, she watched the same biting pleasure consume Ben, his face becoming an agonized mask of pleasure as his limbs shook with the force of his release. “Sami!” he bellowed against her neck while sweat dripped down his chest. His massive body heaved into hers one last time as his cock erupted deep inside her, a rich, primal groan falling from his lips.
Sami’s head lowered to Ben’s rapidly rising and falling chest as he fell to his haunches, his bigger body curling around hers protectively. “God, that was….”
“Like coming home,” she supplied against his chest, pressing her lips above his left pec.
“Just like coming home,” he agreed, burying his nose against her hair as leaves rustled above their head.
Lifting her head and leaning back to see what had made the sounds, Sami squawked as her gaze connected with a pair of faded blue eyes underneath a bright orange cap in the tree branches. “Ben!” she squealed, smacking his bare arm as she quickly realized that there wasn’t just one set of eyes watching them, but two. Scrambling off his lap and back toward the water, she screamed, “We’re not alone! There’s people in the tree!”
Chapter Twelve
Ben
Watching as his woman quickly waded back into the water up to her neck, Ben looked over his head into the branches of the massive oak tree, sighing heavily when he saw the elderly couple perched in a deer stand. “Mr. Jethro? Miss Orla? Is that you?”
Applause was his only response for a full thirty seconds as the geriatric couple cackled and clapped above him.
“Ben!” Sami’s frantic voice called from the spring. “Who the hell are those people?”
Bare-assed naked, Ben rose and strode back to the water’s edge where he’d discarded his pants earlier, shaking his head the entire way as he studiously ignored the loud whistles and catcalls of Orla McKinnon. The old woman was virtually harmless, but the entire town knew she had a weakness for ogling men… particularly naked men if the town lore was to be believed,
and mounting evidence was proving the gossip to be correct. “Vixen, it’s okay,” he assured his panicked woman calmly. “It’s just our local, elderly peeping Toms, otherwise known as Jethro and Orla McKinnon.”
“Hey, who you callin’ elderly, youngster?” Orla McKinnon’s offended voice called back as the ancient woman stood beside her husband inside the deer stand. “My Jethro never almost lost his balance when he was nailin’ me to the tree. I’m sorry, but I gotta deduct serious points for that dismount, boy. You got extra points for stamina, however, so it all evens out,” she informed him with a satisfied nod of her head. “Your blonde bombshell, though… she gets double points for flexibility. I swear, I’ve never seen a woman get her leg that high before without bein’ a porno star.” Narrowing her rheumy gaze on Sami, Orla cocked her head to the side. “You ain’t a skin flick princess, are you, honey?”
Swallowing hard, Sami shook her head slowly. “No, ma’am,” Ben heard her whisper.
Orla’s face lit up again. “Then, darlin’, you do indeed get those bonus points,” she announced proudly.
“Uh…. Thanks?” Sami replied uncertainly, her desperate eyes going to Ben as he nodded supportively.
“And just for the record, “Jethro called down from his perch, “I ain’t no peeping anything. She is,” the old man stated firmly, nodding at his wife. “I’m just an innocent hunter who was minding his own business when this young couple came along and desecrated my tree. I was just too polite to interrupt the mating rituals that was goin’ on earlier,” Jethro declared, blinking innocently as he shot Sami a wide, toothy grin.
Scandalized, Sami turned bright red as she met the old man’s eyes for a long moment before jerking her gaze to Ben. “Oh, God, Ben!” she whimpered.
“It’s okay,” Ben reassured her gently, shooting the older couple an exasperated look. “Trust me, baby, Miss Orla’s seen a lot worse than this,” he murmured to his girl before looking back up at the senior members of the McKinnon family.
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