Reaching out, he stroked his fingers down a lock that had fallen in her face, gently brushing it up behind her ear. She sighed a little, it was cute.
“I like your hair down. Maybe you’ll consider wearing it down more often?”
“Actually, wearing it this way is more comfortable unless it’s wicked hot. When I’m teaching classes, students seem to take me more seriously when it’s up.”
“The male students, you mean?”
“Yes.”
“Can’t say I blame them for finding you attractive,” he said. “To keep them focused on lectures go back to the bun when class is in session.”
“Did I hear that right? Getting protective already, boss?” she questioned, raising her left brow as she drew on her peppermint stick.
“Yes. You mean a lot to me, Eve. If I’m prepared to keep myself in check now that we’re together, I don’t want some jackass to hone in on my territory.”
Eve blinked at him. “Ah, wow. Guess that means I’m really dating Remington Sinclair after all.”
“You are,” he agreed. “Part of dating is getting to know each other’s likes and dislikes. Is there anything I should know upfront? I wouldn’t want to upset you.”
“Primarily, I’m afraid of needles and get very nervous when it’s time to go to see a doctor or dentist.”
“May I ask why? I want to understand you, Eve.”
“While my mother was battling breast cancer, I visited her in the hospital and hated seeing the tubes and the IVs in her arms. Chemo made her sick and weak. She was in a great deal of pain and I was so scared for her. To this day, I dread going to the doctor or dentist because of it.”
“The next time you have an appointment for either let me come with you. You shouldn’t have to face your fears alone.”
“The idea of getting a tattoo also freaks me out. I don’t mind them on other people. They’re not for me.”
“It’s the needle thing,” he replied, understanding her fears. “Sugar, you won’t have to worry about tattoos. If they’re not your thing, that’s fine.”
Sipping on his peppermint stick, he welcomed the taste of sweet lemonade, using his free hand to lift up her hair. At the moment, she wasn’t wearing earrings but he could see the tiny holes.
“When did you get your ears pierced?”
“On my tenth birthday,” she answered. “My mom and I spent the whole day together, had ice cream, went shopping.”
“She had cancer then?”
“Yes, in its earliest stages.”
“You and your dad do a good thing with the cancer research fund. I’m sure she would be proud.”
“My dad set up the fund and I spend a great deal of time educating women and men about warning signs. Many think of breast cancer as a female only issue.”
“You get checked too, don’t you?”
“Despite my fears about needles and tests, I know my health is more important. I had a mammogram when I turned thirty. I visit my gynecologist routinely and do self-examination. Last time I went to see Dr. Martin, Avery went with me.”
“That’s good,” he praised. “Let me know how I can help going forward, okay?”
“You can walk with me during the fundraiser my father established next year, maybe recruit others to join in.”
“I’d love to.”
Setting his lemon and peppermint stick on a shelf, he noticed the spread of condoms all over the place. Gathering them up and putting all but one back into the box, he looked at Eve, finding her beautiful sitting there.
Her eyes fell to the condom in his hand and she set her lemon on the shelf by the alarm clock, swiping her hands a little.
“Sticky fingers?” he asked.
“A bit, yeah.”
Looking around, he saw the packet of wet cleansing tissues she’d brought with her. Reaching out, he grabbed a tissue then handed to Eve. She used it quickly before tossing it back so he could wipe his own.
After disposing the trash, he switched on the camper’s heater, setting it on low. He still had a window open and he moved to close it. It was definitely getting chillier as the night wore on.
Admittedly though, he had another agenda. Once the camper warmed up, he caught the sleeping bag and dragged it off Eve, exposing her fully. Prettiest woman he’d ever seen, might ever see again, sat there, her back against the wall, one knee propped up, her hand draped over her thigh.
“Hey beautiful, come here often?” he asked, knowing it was corny but unable to think of anything logical.
“As a matter of fact, I’ve come a few times tonight and sure hope to come again soon.” She surprised him by boldly changing the placement of her knee, exposing her cunt to him. “If you don’t do something, I might be forced to take matters into my own hands.”
“If you want to get yourself off, don’t tease. Do it.”
“Seriously?” she questioned, likely unaware that she’d squeaked a bit.
“Yes. You’ve heard of Goldilocks and the Three Bears?”
“Of course, I don’t have blonde hair, Remy. It’s just brown.”
“It’s as beautiful as the rest of you. If you look closely you’ll see the multitude of colors, brown, blonde and chestnut that make you a brunette.”
“Wow, never thought of my hair color that way.”
“I’ve dated blondes, brunettes, redheads, guys with Mohawks, buzz cuts, long hair, short, dyed, bald, you name it. It wasn’t their hairstyles I was attracted to, it was the people.”
“I can see why they’d be attracted to you. You’re hot, charming and intelligent.”
“Make me hotter. Keep playing with your breasts, show me what you enjoy.”
Eve shook her head, her hair shifting about, some covering her hands. Not having any of that, he crawled closer and brushed it off her shoulders.
“That’s better,” he said, setting aside the condom in his hand, for now.
“You like what you see when you look at me, for real?”
“I love what I see when I look at you,” he answered. “Your breasts fit nicely in my hands. Your body feels perfect, right, against mine. We move in accord, easily, we fit just right.”
“Thus the Goldilocks reference?”
“Bingo. Part your legs for me, Eve.”
She had to shift around to prop up both knees, spreading them wide. Cleverly, she played with her breasts as he’d dictated. Her thumbs and index fingers squeezed her nipples, twisting a little.
Wanting to taste her, he moved in close. Grateful that it was warmer in the camper now, he lowered his head to her throat, kissing her where he’d left a distinct bite mark. Thinking of it as a brand, he kissed the mark.
“Remy, you’re distracting me.”
“Rub your clit, fuck yourself,” he commanded against her skin, licking her. She smelled and tasted just as he remembered, female, with a hint of woodsmoke and now lemon-peppermint.
“Shouldn’t you be doing this?”
Clamping his teeth down hard enough to give her something to think about, he sucked her skin, causing her to buck and toss her head more.
“I’ve got a better idea,” he suggested. “Would you be open to try something fun, different maybe?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“This, as long as it doesn’t scare you,” he said, quickly fishing through one of the drawers for the blindfold he liked to use during late night lockdowns to help prepare himself for the utter blackness that was a frequent part of a ghost hunt.
“Blindfolds aren’t so scary,” Eve claimed.
“Good, then you’re game?” Easing closer, he let her feel it first to prove how soft the blindfold was. She nodded, permitting him to place the blindfold across her eyes and secure it with the strap.
“Lie down, face up, and put your hands over your head, on the pillow,” he instructed, helping her comply so she wouldn’t bonk her head on the back wall.
Inwardly, Remy knew this was lighthearted fun, but blindfolds could be scary a
nd were often a good way to introduce a lover to bondage without pushing the envelope. They were still new together. The last thing he wanted was to push too far too fast.
As Eve lay there a quiet sigh spilled from her lips, a sexy flush sweeping over her skin. Her nipples taut, begging for a kiss, she was more tempting than a Playboy bunny.
Promising himself to kiss her all over, he looked around for the condom, found it and placed it in her hands.
“Take care of that,” he insisted. “If you feel the need to see, drop the packet. Okay?”
“Yes, I’m good, Remy. I trust you. The camper’s warm, the bed is soft. I want you. Please play with me.”
“As my woman wants,” he said, moving around so he could straddle her.
Lowering his head, he kissed her, starting off gently so as not to scare her. As soon as she relaxed, he traced the shape of her mouth with his tongue. Liking the way she followed his lead, he let his tongue delve inside.
Eve’s tongue darted away from his, challenging him even though he was topping her. Taking her up on it, he caught her tongue, sucking on it. Intentionally shifting to notch his iron-hard cock up against her silken-wet slit, he enjoyed her little mews and pleas to move.
Giving her what she wanted without entering her, he eased off kissing her and glanced up to be certain she still had the condom. She did. Not until she let go of it and the condom was in place would he take her.
Proud of her, he wanted her to know it. Slowly, he dotted kisses all over her face, tracing them down her chin to her throat. Cruising his way down her body, he halted when he reached her breasts.
“You are the perfect woman for me, Eve,” he complimented, bowing his head to lick and tease her erect nipple.
She arched into his mouth, intentionally pushing her breast deeper. Sucking on her as strongly as she seemed to want, he set her off. She keened, undulated and purred same as a kitten.
“I love everything about you, Remington,” she whispered, tossing her head side to side while he drew strongly on her taut, raspberry-colored flesh.
“Everything about me?” he asked upon freeing her nipple, for once not freaking out at what it meant to be with her. “I’m far from perfect, sugar, but I aim to do right by you. Understand what I’m saying?”
“Think you’re telling me that you’re planning to be true to me,” she answered. “That’s great, but Remy, don’t stop being you. You’re attracted to men and women equally. I know, I understand.”
The bravest woman he’d ever known lay beneath him, offering more than her body. She was offering her heart, her trust, her faith.
“There’s no other woman I’d trust my heart to, Eve.”
Turning his head to kiss and lick her other nipple, he took his time teasing her. Eve’s moans did a fancy two-step on his gonads, threatening to be his undoing. He couldn’t let go yet. There was more to do before he untied her wrists.
Freeing her nipple, he looked at what he’d done. Both of her breasts were moist from his mouth, her nipples tight. Arousal colored her lovely skin.
She had a dusting of freckles on her nose and an adorable little birthmark in the shape of a crescent moon on the upper swell of her left breast. She was exquisitely made, feminine, pretty, a woman he was proud to call his own.
Wanting to worship her, he continued his trek down her slender body, taking note of the flatness of her abdomen and subtle flare of her hips. She had a fabulous ass, though at the moment he could only reach underneath of her to squeeze the twin globes.
With his hands tucked beneath her butt, he scooted farther down, hoisting her up enough to expose her pussy. Her cunt was rosy-pink, almost the same color as her nipples and areolas, glistening wet, unfurled. Needing to taste her, he inclined his head, licking her folds, finding her clit.
Eve’s legs trembled. “Um-hmm, oh, Remy, yeah, I like that.”
“Keep holding that condom,” he said, having eased off her long enough to speak then went right back to work. He didn’t go for gentle or sweet. He went for maximum pleasure, hers.
Zeroing in her clit, he tongued her relentlessly. She moaned and groaned, trying her best to scrabble for better purchase with her feet on the bed, but he’d positioned himself to keep her dependent on him.
The only part of her he’d permitted to move were her hips whenever he stroked his tongue up and down her clitoris. Switching things up a little by gripping her bottom with only one hand, he used his dominant left hand to trail along the crack of her ass, deliberately teasing her tight asshole.
“Remy, Remy, wait,” she objected, tensing right up on him.
Easing off at her request, he shifted her in order to run his tongue through her labia, licking and gently nipping. As soon as she relaxed her guard, he continued teasing her asshole with his middle finger.
“I’ve never done anal or anything close,” she said.
“Okay, we’ll slow it down. I’ll stop.” he assured.
“No, no, it’s just that I’m nervous. Will it hurt?”
“Only if I fucked you without preamble or preparation and we’re not going anywhere near that tonight,” he promised. “If you relax, I can tease you with my finger and tongue. If it’s uncomfortable, I’ll stop.”
“Okay,” she said, nodding and still beautiful blindfolded.
Carefully, he shifted his hand, gently fingering her vagina long enough to get his fingertips good and damp. Withdrawing, he trailed his hand back to where he wanted it, resuming his seduction.
“Let me in, Eve. Relax, take a little at a time,” he murmured softly, hoping he didn’t frighten her off anal sex for good. It was a definite kink of his and something he’d want to share with her if she were willing.
“Don’t hurt me, Remy,” she implored.
“Won’t hurt you, lover,” he vowed, feeling her tighten up. “What’s the matter?”
“I’m your lover. I’m still taking it all in.”
“Take it all, for as long as you want, I’m yours,” he assured, going back to tonguing her pussy right as his slick middle finger rimmed her asshole.
Eve went into berserker mode, thrusting herself up at him and taking his finger into her tight hole, crying out in pleasure. Her whole body shook, her pussy spurting in a rush.
Drinking her up, he loved how hot she’d become with the finger play. He loved it even more when he shifted up to his knees to give her freedom to buck as he fingered her tight ass.
A condom packet plunked him in the head. Her point made crystal clear, he swiftly rose up on his haunches.
“You want the blindfold on, Eve?”
“Don’t care. Fuck me now or I cut you off until morning.”
“Can’t have that.” Onboard completely, he zipped open the foil packet and took out the condom, swiftly rolling it onto his dick.
“Flip over,” he told her, tapping her hip to get her moving. “All fours, Eve, I’m fucking you from behind.”
“Take me, Remy. Make sure the whole campground hears us fucking.”
“Sassy little thing,” he playfully rebuked.
With his assistance, Eve maneuvered around until she was on all fours, presenting herself to him. Moving up behind her, he smoothed his hand over her fine ass.
Skimming his fingers to her hips, he braced her and thrust, his cock finding the warm, tight haven of her pussy. In an instant, his balls drew taut to his body, warning he was already close to coming.
Stilling, mainly to allow her body to adjust to his claim, he swept his hands up and down her sides, seeking to comfort her, but she didn’t show any sign of pain or fear. Her inner walls tightened around him, her hips shifting slightly, invitingly.
“Remy,” she murmured, thrusting back at him when he withdrew in order to find her hot sheath again and drive himself home. “Move, dammit. I need you.”
Grasping her hair with his left hand to keep her right where he wanted, he fucked her as hard as she’d demanded. Eve didn’t show fear, not in the slightest. She fucked him rig
ht back, challenging him as no other woman had done before.
Knowing he’d found a treasure, he wanted to howl to the moon. Her cunt felt fantastic, the ultra-sheer condom allowing for maximum pleasure.
Ultimately Eve’s hand left the mattress, disappearing between her thighs. Realizing she was rubbing her clit, he felt her pussy clamp down hard on his dick. Not caring about anything else, he welcomed the telltale tightness in his balls.
“I’m gonna come, sugar,” he warned, coming so hard and fast he saw stars. It wasn’t until he collapsed on top of her when he realized her arms had given out and she didn’t move.
“Eve, did I hurt you?” he demanded, ready to jump up.
“Hmm, not hurt, don’t want to move,” she uttered into her pillow. “Never been fucked like that. Want to savor it.”
“Doggie style?” he asked.
“Like I meant something… like you’d never get enough…of me.”
“You mean everything to me,” he assured, shifting off her. Removing her blindfold, he tossed it to the bottom of the bed and spooned up to her. “Turn around, face me.”
She did so without second thought. She looked exactly as he’d wanted her to look, sexy, hair tangled and wild.
“You’ve given me an amazing gift tonight, your heart. Mine is here, open, willing to be yours, Evelyn.” Placing his hand over his chest, he tapped his heart then turned his hand and touched hers.
Eve grinned softly, leaning in close and kissing him. “I adore you, all parts of you. Like you, my heart is big, open to all possibilities in our future.”
Wrapping one arm around her, he went to his back, taking her with him. He didn’t bother with the sleeping bag. The heater kept the small camper warm enough and her body heat was comforting.
“You do know I don’t have nearly enough marks?” she murmured into the crook of his neck, kissing his skin. His spent cock perked up some. As much as he wanted to fuck her again, he knew it’d be a little while before that was possible.
“I’ll have to remedy that soon as I can,” he replied, subtly reaching down to remove the condom, breaking contact with her long enough to put it in the small trashbin.
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