Rescue Me

by M. L. Smith

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  Rescue Me

  Copyright © by M. L. Smith

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  Other work by M. L. Smith;

  ~ Beautifully Irresistible ~

  ~ Feel The Need ~

  ~ Tantalised ~

  ~ The Art Class ~

  ~ One Summer ~

  ~ Submit To The Need ~

  ~ Obey The Need ~

  ~ Lost To The Blue ~

  ~ The Journey ~

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  * * *

  My best friend Charlotte and I had planned a long hike this weekend, but she had bowed out at the last minute with the flu, so after looking forward to it all week, I decided to head out alone.

  It might not have been the best idea, but it was too late now.

  I was about three hours in and deep inside lush woodland.

  Back to nature.

  Away from all the shit in my life.

  Escaping the memories of Ben and the times when things between us were simple. His words echoed around in my brain… “Abi, it’s not you, it’s me. I think we should have a break.”

  Have a break?

  Who the fuck did he think he was?

  Ross from Friends?

  Gritting my teeth, I picked up the pace and headed further into the dense forest.

  After walking for another hour, I yanked out my map and compass from my heavy backpack and frowned.

  Shit.

  I was lost and it was just starting to rain.

  Great.

  Shoving everything back into the bag, I trudged along and came into a clearing. The clearing led to a rock face that appeared to be the only way out. I figured if I made it up the rock face, I could get a good look from the top and get back on track.

  After taking a decent slug of water, I made sure my boots were tight and everything was secure.

  I was a competent rock climber, so I wasn’t unduly worried.

  My palms were sweating as I slowly moved up the rock face. It was more of a challenge than I had anticipated as I made little progress towards to top. After about ten minutes, I was roughly half way up and as I reached out to grab hold of the rock, I lost my footing. The next thing I knew, I was suspended, my legs hanging below as I gripped on for dear life. Unbelievably, I managed to yank myself further up and continued my slow climb. It wasn’t the highest face I had climbed, but it was certainly challenging.

  Just as I neared the top, the rocks became further apart and increasingly slippery as the rainfall grew heavier. My boots were thick with sludgy mud and I realised that I really should have cleaned them off before I started climbing. As I reached over to my right, my foot slid down the rock I was standing on and I was again suspended with my feet hanging free. Panic surged through my body as I desperately tried to hang on, but I eventually admitted defeat as I plummeted with my eyes tightly closed to the soft, grassy ground.

  Thankfully my huge back pack seemed to absorb my weight, saving me as I landed and I lay there in the eerie silence, panting for quite some time, not daring to open my eyes.

  After God only knows how long, I let my eyes slowly flicker open and at first I felt cold and wet, but then something large and really warm was pushing up against me. Whatever it was, was currently licking my face and it kind of tickled. The soft, gentle tongue spread heat through my body as I started to come around.

  My body ached like a complete bitch as I tried to sit up, but the strange thing next to me pushed me back down and gently nuzzled into my neck. Two sparkling, golden eyes stared into mine as I tried my best not to freak out.

  The warm eyes were surrounded by grey fur and it appeared that I was being looked after by a wolf…

  Tired and disorientated, I decided that trying to figure out what was going on was too much effort so I let my heavy eyelids close before I spiralled into welcome sleep.

  * * *

  My entire body was throbbing and my foggy head was banging as if I had the world’s worst hangover, but I knew I was inside somewhere, but where? And, why wasn’t I in the forest anymore?

  I slowly opened my eyes and after blinking a few times, looked around to investigate my surroundings.

  I was in a comfortable bed in what looked to be a log cabin, and when I lifted the covers I saw that I was dressed only in my underwear…

  Okay…

  A Kenny Rogers song, ‘Coward of the County’ played from an ancient radio perched on top of a huge, open fireplace. Craning my neck, I saw a movement from the next room, then a tall, muscular man around late twenties, early thirties, briefly filled the door frame. He then casually strolled through dressed in jeans and nothing else.

  Holy shit.

  His body was like something off the movie Magic Mike…all he needed was a bit of oil and a cowboy hat and he would be good to go.

  My breath caught, partly from confusion, partly from lust as I gazed at his half naked body.

  Mm.

  As if he was well aware of the effect he was having on me, the man chuckled softly and sat down on the bed. He had sexy stubble, dark brown hair that was greying at the temples and warm, golden eyes that looked strangely familiar.

  There was an intense raw energy about him, and he was most definitely 100% alpha male.

  The man took my hand and stroked it. His touch was gentle and comforting and made me feel safe. “Good morning, how’re you feeling?”

  His warm, deep voice washed over me as my mouth opened, but nothing came out. I seemed to have lost the ability to string a simple sentence together.

  He grinned at me, revealing a row of perfect, white teeth. “It’s okay, take your time.”

  I sucked in some much needed air. “I…I… What happened?”

  I felt his fingers tracing circles around my upturned palm. It was really, really hot and was making me lose my train of thought.

  “I found you in the clearing, you must have taken quite a tumble from the rock face.”

  I frowned as pain winced through my right lower leg. “My ankle hurts. A lot.”

  He pulled the blankets aside so I could have a look at it.

  “I think you sprained it, so I strapped it up while you were out.”

  I absently rubbed the swollen skin and looked at the cuts and bruises peppered along my arms and legs. “Right, um, did you undress me?”

  He looked at my body and laughed softly. “Yeah, but only because I had to.�
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  I flushed and met his gorgeous eyes. “Thank you for rescuing me.”

  A huge grin blossomed across his traffic stopping face. “You’re welcome. I’m Caleb by the way,” he said and shook my hand.

  “Oh, I’m Abi. And I wasn’t alone in the woods.”

  He looked at me with a puzzled expression. “You weren’t?”

  “No, there was and I know this is going to sound crazy…”

  “Go on,” he encouraged.

  I let out a shaky breath. “There was a huge, grey wolf with me,” I blurted as I felt my face going red.

  “A wolf?” he breathed.

  I nodded, pleased that he hadn’t laughed out loud at me.

  “I have heard that they live in the forest. Maybe it was your guardian angel,” he said arching an eyebrow.

  I shrugged and giggled. “Maybe.”

  He wrapped his other hand around my much smaller ones and squeezed gently. “You hungry Abi?”

  My stomach growled in reply. “Yes, starving.”

  “Good, there’s some eggs and bacon going in the kitchen.”

  He pushed to his feet and as I gazed up into his handsome face, even though I felt terrible, my sex pulsed with longing and my nipples felt heavy as he stared into my eyes. I could feel fresh moisture gathering between my hot legs and I shifted around in the bed, desperate, out of my mind with the need to touch myself and knowing that there was no way I could. Caleb rolled his shoulders and sniffed the air deeply a few times as if he could smell my arousal, then one side of his full, lush mouth twitched up into a big grin.

  Oh God.

  Grabbing a blue, checked lumberjack shirt, he passed it to me.

  “Here, put this on and I’ll help you up.”

  “Thank you.”

  I flung back the covers and took his hand. His eyes momentarily snagged on my breasts and I saw heat blooming on his cheeks as I slowly raised myself up to my feet. I was pleased that I had a decent set of underwear on as his gaze travelled down between my legs.

  He took the shirt back from my shaking hands and opened it out for me to shrug into. The air surrounding us seemed heavy, almost electric with something that lay between us…something wild, animalistic and most definitely sexual.

  Caleb gently rubbed his hands over my shoulders and swept my long, auburn hair over my shoulders. I was dying for him to kiss the soft skin of my exposed neck and each time he touched me, my wanton desire grew ten fold and I was really pissed at myself for losing control and acting like some horny teenager.

  He held out a thick arm for me to grab a hold of, then we slowly made our way into the sleek, modern kitchen.

  Like a perfect gentleman, he pulled out a chair and I sank down onto it. Pain lanced through my body, heading down to my throbbing ankle. I realised that some pain killers would sort me out and dull the pain, at least for a while. “Do you have any aspirin?”

  He looked at me liked I’d just asked for a line of cocaine. “No, but I have something herbal that will do a better job.”

  Herbal?

  “Oh, okay. Thanks.”

  He pushed to his feet and I greedily watched the muscles of his stomach bunch together as he made his way over to the refrigerator.

  When his back was turned, I noticed a crisscross pattern of deep scars on his toned back. He must have felt me staring at him as he whirled around to face me and arched an eyebrow. “Seen enough?”

  “I’m sorry,” I whispered.

  He adjusted his crotch and moved closer towards me. “They’re my battle scars and I wear them with pride.”

  I didn’t know what to say, so I for once in life, I kept my mouth shut.

  He passed me a weird looking green concoction. “Drink up Abi, it’ll make you feel stronger. Much stronger.”

  “Thank you.”

  My hand was shaking as I took it from him and swallowed it in one gulp. It was the vilest thing I had ever tasted.

  Caleb grinned widely. “Good girl. Now, eat.”

  * * *

  We finished breakfast and I helped him clear away the dishes, then we chatted for about an hour.

  I found out that Caleb lived alone in the large cabin the he had built mostly by his self and he owned a construction company in a nearby town.

  The man was clearly talented with his huge hands and it was no chore to look at him either.

  So, look at him I did.

  And, then some.

  After talking about my boring job, I realised that I felt a bit gritty and needed to freshen up. “Would it be okay if I had a shower?”

  He dried his hands on a checked tea towel. “Sure, I’ll show you the way.”

  We went back through his large bedroom and he opened a door at the opposite end of the room. Shoving some towels into my arms, he pushed both hands through his hair and left me alone, but I didn’t want to be alone, I wanted him to fuck me, which sounded slutty and crazy, but I must have taken a bang on the head that had affected my libido, which was raging like some fucking porn star, whore.

  I took off the checked shirt and stared down at my ankle. I tried to remove the bandage, but it was too tight. I realised that I needed my knight in shining armour’s help.

  “Caleb, please could you help me?” I called through the open door.

  Within a few moments, he came back into the room to find me perched on the bed in my underwear, fiddling with the bandage. He moved closer to me and more desire rose up and pumped through my body in huge waves, pulsing to my very core as our eyes met. His were wide and I could see the hunger in them. Wetness pooled inside my underwear and heat radiated between us as my breath started coming out in short little pants.

  What the fuck?

  His right hand came up to cup my flushed face. “Jesus, you’re beautiful,” he whispered and swallowed noisily.

  I watched his Adam’s apple quiver and I nearly came.

  “Thank you…um, I can’t get the bandage off. Can you help me?”

  He ran a hand along my calf and touched it tenderly. “Sure, let me see.”

  Caleb knelt down at the end of the bed, unravelled the bandage and brought my wounded ankle up for closer inspection. “The swelling has gone down some, but I’ll take it off for you to have a shower.”

  With his rough, work worn hands he gently massaged my muscles and looked back into my eyes. “Feel better?”

  “Yes,” I stuttered.

  He didn’t seem in any particular rush to go, but eventually he removed his hands and clenched them by his sides. “Well, I’ll leave you to it,” he said and pushed to his feet.

  I didn’t want him to leave me to it. I wanted him to shower with me, but I said nothing and hobbled my way into a large, modern bathroom.

  Setting the shower running, I accidently on purpose left the door open as I washed my tired body and used his masculine shampoo for my hair. It smelt like him as I lathered up and closed my eyes and before long I had drifted off into a vivid fantasy of Caleb and I fucking and I had to slip a finger between my legs. I moaned and pushed it quickly in and out of me and thumbed my needy, little clit at the same time. I built towards a much needed orgasm, touching my pussy with one hand and my left breast with the other. As I came I couldn’t hold back the loud cry that escaped my lips and when I turned the shower off, I could hear Caleb just outside the open door of the bathroom.

  He coughed loudly, clearing his throat. “Abi, you okay?”

  Shit.

  “Yeah, I’m fine thanks.”

  I could hear him shuffling around. “It’s just I heard you cry out and thought you were in pain.”

  I giggled and looked at my flushed face in the large mirror above the basin. “No, I’m okay, really.”

  “There’s a new toothbrush in the cabinet. Help yourself.”

  “Thank you.”

  I quickly brushed my teeth and I could still sense his presence close by. After running my fingers through my hair to separate the strands, I opened the door and stepped back into his
bedroom to find him perched on the large bed.

  His golden eyes flickered over my body as a shiver of arousal passed through it.

  Caleb was clearly a talented eye fucker…

  He placed his hands behind him and I watched his naked chest as his pecs and abs flexed, tightening up deliciously as I felt yet another fresh wave of heat surging to my core.

  “Would you like me to put a new dressing on your ankle?” he offered looking like the hottest doctor you could ever hope to meet.

  I sunk down next to him. “Yes, please.”

  As our naked skin made contact, I felt a jolt pass through me. I had never been so attracted to someone before, not even Ben…the man I had been in a relationship with for five long years.

  Caleb gently lifted my ankle onto his huge thigh and examined it.

  “In a couple of days, you’ll be as right as rain.”

  “Good, I really need to get back to reality.”

  He stared into my eyes and I knew that I didn’t want to go anywhere soon. “You don’t have to go just yet. Stay here tonight, then see how you feel in the morning.”

  I huffed out a shaky breath as I tried not to breathe in his spicy aftershave all the while wondering if anything would happen between us.

  Well, a girl could only dream…

  * * *

  I managed to get a phone signal to leave a message with my boss that I would be out for a few days. I lied that my aunt had taken ill and she didn’t have anyone else to look after her.

  In truth I was the one getting looked after.

  For the next four days Caleb tended to my wounds, letting me sleep in his bed as he took one of the guest rooms. I loved the smell of him on the sheets and I fell asleep each night wishing he was next to me.

  He left me for a few hours each day to go into work and I hung out reading and relaxing in his gorgeous home.