by Tori Lee
“Definitely,” she said awkwardly meeting his eyes with a nervous smile. “We’re breaking her perfect track record of one out of one after all.”
“True,” he said, but his voice had gone softer, quieter as his eyes continued to move over her face. “She’s probably devastated.”
“Inconsolable,” Eve said quietly, her eyes locked to his.
“I almost feel bad for her,” Jake shifted, leaning closer toward her.
“Yeah, she doesn’t handle failure well,” Eve licked her lips nervously. “Though – I guess maybe it will be good for her.”
“Also true,” he said his eyes moving down to her lips and then back to her gaze. “Which is kind of a shame because – you seem like a really great person.”
“So do you,” Eve whispered, the words falling from her lips quietly before she could stop them. She watched his face, searching him as she tried to understand what was going on. She felt like something had just shifted between them and the heated tension was growing around them – and it had nothing to do with the literal burning fire before them.
Silence rang heavy between them as the wind grew louder still and the fire started to flick violently in the pit. Eve felt like her body had been set alight as nervous tingles coursed through her body and she stared at the man before her. His hand moved toward her, it was slow and hesitant like he wasn’t yet sure if he should be doing it. He placed it over hers, his thumb tracing across the bare skin on the back of her hand. It sent a shiver down her spine. Her eyes flicked down to the contact and she felt herself inhale hard. When she looked back up to his eyes, they’d darkened with something that looked like want.
“What if,” Jake said quietly, his thumb tracing over her skin once more. “We just don’t tell her.”
Eve breathed in hard, her heart racing as she shivered under his touch. It went against her original plan, against his original plan, against their pact – but she could not deny that she wanted it. She turned her hand over under his and laced her fingers through his.
“That could work,” she whispered.
The second the words left her mouth it was like the sky opened up and rain began to pour. The sound rose heavily in her ears as lightning lit up the sky and a deep roll of thunder rumbled above. They both moved quickly, pulling their sweaters over their head as they put out what was left of the fire then hauled their chairs under the small tarp overhang they’d made after dinner – both of them standing under it momentarily until their eyes locked once more in the darkness.
“My tent?” Jake asked her, his hand still clutching hers tightly.
Eve grinned. “Yes.”
They darted out through the rain, making their way across the campsite to his tent. She waited as he unzipped it and then followed him inside. It looked much like hers, sleeping bag, small backpack crammed with clothes and hiking boots sitting by the door. She slipped off her sandals carefully and left them with his shoes before allowing him to guide her through the blinding darkness to his sleeping bag. The rain sounded louder inside the tent than it had outside as it echoed off the tarp – almost like they were in the middle of a percussion concert.
She felt his hand slide up her arm to her neck, as hers reached to grab at his shirt. Both of them unable to see and using only their hands for sight. She shivered at his touch, his fingers were warm against the cool air and the wet raindrops that covered her body. She could feel his breath on her face before his lips gently brushed against hers and she groaned at the taste of him. He was bliss. His lips were warm and soft and they moved against hers tentatively as if he was hesitant to push things too quickly.
She breathed against him, pulling him closer so her chest was flush against his and she reveled at the feel of him. He was so strong, so sturdy – she could feel his muscles through his shirt. She traced her fingers down his chest opening her mouth to him as he ran his tongue along her lower lip and moaning as he traced his fingers down her spine to the base of her sweater. Each sound was deafened by the storm outside, it rang louder as they stood in the center of the tent, their heads only inches away from the ceiling. She felt his hand slip below the edge of her sweater and her heart raced at the warm burn of his fingers along her skin.
She couldn’t remember the last time anyone’s touch had done this to her body. She couldn’t remember the last time that her heart raced so hard in her chest, it must have been years. Not since she was in college, drunk and excited for life, sleeping with floormates and trying to experience everything that life had to offer before she settled into her full-time job.
It was exhilarating.
She clutched him tighter and heard him groan as she slid one hand down his chest toward his waist, gripping the belt he was wearing tightly and pressing herself against him. He fit her perfectly, she had to tilt her head up toward him but he didn’t need to duck uncomfortably as he held her tight to his body and ran his tongue over her teeth. Electricity ran through her body, it coursed down her spine and sent tingling sensations throughout her limbs as she slid her tongue into his mouth and tasted every last bit of him.
She was so glad that they’d broken the pact. So glad that she hadn’t let her stubborn tendencies get in the way of experiencing this – because this was bliss and she loved it. It was exactly what she needed and it made her feel even more alive than she’d felt on top of the small mountain.
His hand slipped fully under her sweater and she felt him pushing it up her skin as their kiss deepened. She felt warm despite the chill and she dropped her hands to her waist to grab her sweater and pull it over her head, dropping it on the ground somewhere off to her left before their lips met once more. She hoped that he had a flashlight in his tent otherwise she would never be able to find her clothes again in this impenetrable darkness.
His hand moved up her waist, skimming across her ribs like fire until she felt him palm her breast. She groaned into him once more, her breath catching as he pushed the cup of her bra up so he could feel her skin. His opposite hand skimmed up her back to unfasten the clasp before it made its way up to the nape of her neck and threaded into her hair. She shrugged the bra off her shoulders, letting it fall away to the ground as she wrapped her arms around him and traced her fingers down his spine.
She wanted to touch him. She wanted to feel his warmth against her. As if he could read her mind his hands fell away from her body and their lips broke apart once more as he removed his shirt. She wished that she could see him. She wished that she could take in every detail of his body but it was impossible. The occasional flash of lightning gave her eyes a brief glimpse of the impeccable body before her but it did him no justice.
She moved her hands to him once more, sliding them up his chest across his tight abs and then gripped his shoulders tightly as she moved forward and kissed him. The air in the tent grew tight and hot as their kiss grew heated once more. Their hands desperately tracing over one another as if they could not get enough contact. He pulled her to the ground and she settled on top of him, her legs straddled across his hips as his hands gripped her waist and his lips moved down her neck.
She gasped as he bit her lightly on the neck and she instinctively rolled her hips against him. She could feel his hard length at her center – separated only by their shorts. She could feel herself growing wetter with each grinding motion and she felt the familiar coil in her center spark to life. She wanted him. She wanted to know what it would feel like to have him embedded deep within her. To feel alive as she fucked someone instead of the dead and robotic sex she’d had been enduring for the last few years. She wanted him to hold her tightly, she wanted him to be desperate for her just as she felt for him – so she gripped him tighter, and felt his hands immediately tighten on her waist in response.
It was as if he knew what she wanted, and she realized that he might. He’d been in a long-term relationship as well – there was a solid possibility that they’d been through something similar. Maybe that’s was Julia had been determined to pair the
m together because they’d both been in relationships that were empty and dead. He groaned beneath her as she pressed herself down harder, rolling her hips and grinding her center against him.
“Fuck,” Jake groaned, pulling her head toward him and tracing his lips down her jaw. Eve gasped at his touch and shivered as his hand on her hip pressed her into him harder. “Eve – I want you – fuck I want you.”
The words were like a match struck against the kindling that had been piling inside her and she groaned against his ear. She pushed herself against his shoulders, sliding down his body to his hips, her hands trailing down his chest over his abs to his waist. She undid his belt quickly, moving to his shorts and tugging them down with his boxers as he moved to help her take them off. She could feel his hands at her waist, undoing the button and zipper of her shorts and sliding them down her thighs with her panties.
She kicked them down her legs, the material disappearing into the void with their other clothes and then she moved her hands to his hips. She pushed against his chest, making him lay down as she crawled over his legs and traced her fingers down his skin toward his cock. She felt it twitch in her hand as her fingers glazed over it and then she took it fully in her hand, fisting it securely and giving it a solid pump.
Jake groaned deeply, the hiss that came from his lips barely audible in the tent as the rain continued to hammer above them. She moved her head down toward his length and licked the tip with her tongue. Jake groaned again and she felt his fingers curl into her hair.
“You don’t have to do that Eve,” he practically panted. From the hold he had on her head it was clear that he wanted her to but she appreciated that he didn’t want her to feel obligated.
“I want to,” she breathed before running her tongue along the shaft. “I want to taste you.”
He groaned as she moved her lips across his velvet member. She traced her tongue along him twice more, circling the tip before she took him fully in her mouth. His deep exhale made her heart flutter as his nails scraped across her scalp. It had been so long since anyone had held her this passionately. She bobbed her head up and down his length, taking him deeper and deeper with each movement. She worked him with her hand as she went, using it as a guide and stopping herself from gagging on him as she took him deep. He was too big for her to take in full, but she didn’t relent.
She continued to work him over, swirling her tongue around him and tracing it up and down his length as she sucked on him and increased the pressure with her hand. He was gripping her tightly now and his hips flexed each time she lowered her head, his breath came in quick uneven pants until he grabbed her head firmly and pushed her back.
“Fuck Eve – you’re going to make me come and I really want to fuck you.”
Eve grinned, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth. “Did you bring any condoms? I don’t have any?”
“Yes,” she could hear the smile in his voice and she heard the sound of him unzipping his bag. “I wasn’t intending to use them but – well, we both know how that went.”
Eve grinned again, waiting as he ripped open the condom and rolled it down his length. She pressed her thighs together in wait, she was possibly even more wet now than she’d been a moment ago. Her heart was racing at the thought of having him inside her. She felt his hands on her once more and then she bit back a yelp of surprise as he flipped her over onto her back and crawled on top of her.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” his voice was low by her ear and it sent a shiver down her spine.
“Yes,” she breathed against him, wrapping her arms around him and spreading her legs to him.
The darkness was like a drug and the rolling sounds of thunder and rain that barraged against the tarp only intensified the burning at her core. Despite the fact that his tent was only twenty feet away from Julia and Rob’s she felt like they were completely alone, isolated from the world and free to be whatever they wanted to be. And tonight – she wanted this man she’d only just started to get to know to fuck her.
His mouth moved to hers and she breathed him in. Their lips sliding across one another’s with practiced ease – as if they’d done it hundreds of times before. She felt his fingers move across her skin, making her shiver beneath him as they dipped between her leg and slid into her slick folds. Her back arched into him at the contact and she groaned into his mouth heavily.
“Shit you’re so wet,” he panted against her lips as he slipped a finger inside her and then circled it over her clit.
“Jake,” she breathed, spreading her legs wider for him and knotting her fingers into the hair at the back of his head. “Fuck me.”
She felt him grin against her lips before he pulled her into a deep kiss once more. He shifted between her legs, wrapping his arm under her knee and pulling it forward as he positioned himself between her thighs and aligned himself with her core. She felt the head of his cock brushing through her folds before he pushed into her and she gasped. Her nails dug into his shoulder as her mouth opened against his and he swallowed her moan.
Fuck he’s so big.
She could feel her channel stretching as he slid into her deep, a groan escaping his lips as his head fell forward to rest against hers.
“Fuck you’re so tight Eve,” he panted against her skin before he gently started to move inside her.
“Mmm,” she hummed as she felt him pull himself almost all the way out only to push back in. “You’re fucking big.”
She felt his breath against her skin from what must have been a held back laugh and she held him tight as he continued to thrust into her. His lips moved down her jaw, nipping gently at her skin as he made his way to her neck, running his tongue down her skin and making her shiver. She rolled her hips into him, pressing them up so he could get a deeper angle and keening in pleasure when he hit that bundle of nerves deep inside her.
It felt so good she could hardly think. Her mind clouding with nothing but the taste of him, the smell of him, the sound of the storm and the heat that was filling the tent. She was sure that if it was glass they would have fogged it up because she felt like she was on fire. Desire and pleasure burned through her body as her lips moved over his, along his neck down to his shoulder where she bit him firmly.
He groaned near her ear and pushed into her harder, leaning back from her body so he could hold her leg and her hips and thrust into her deeper. She looped her own hand under her knee and slid her opposite hand up her body into her hair. He traced his fingers over her hip toward her center, she caught a glimpse of him bringing his hand to his mouth in a flash of lightning only for her to feel his wet fingers against her clit a second later.
Her hips bucked into him and she groaned loudly, squirming beneath him as she desperately tried to push against him harder. He circled her clit, his fingers teasing her as he continued to fuck her deeply, each thrust growing faster and harder in sync with the coil that was becoming uncomfortably tight at her core. She could feel it building, like a wave that had been damned up behind a brittle structure and it was threatening to break free any moment.
“Jake,” she panted to him, her words slurred with heavy lust. “Fuck Jake – just like that, oh my god – Jake – I’m going to come.”
She heard him groan above her as he grew harder within her, his grip on her leg tightening as he adjusted his hips and fucked her harder. Her hand flew to her mouth as she came, biting down on her fingers hard to stop the cry from escaping her lips – but it only managed to stifle it some. She moaned beneath him, pleasure rolling through her body like a shockwave as she pushed her hips into him. She heard him fall apart above her, his breathing becoming labored and his movements becoming jerky and uneven.
His hand moved back to her hip and he gripped her tightly as he came. A low deep groan echoing from his mouth in time with the thunder that rolled heavy above them. She clenched her channel for him, hearing the groan deepen in his throat before he leaned forward and dropped his head down to her. Capturing her lips and kis
sing her deeply as he continued to push into her in slow firm movements.
She could feel herself trembling against him. After the trail hike that day she had nothing left to give and her body was practically vibrating with exhaustion. Her eyes were hazy with lust and her orgasm still echoed throughout her body. It had been years since she’d come like that and her brain didn’t even know what to do with itself. She just clung to him and kissed him, gasping for air against his lips and running her hands over his warm skin.
When her heart finally felt like it was no longer going to explode he pulled himself out of her and rolled to the ground at her side. His chest rising and falling in the darkness as he tried to steady his breathing.
“Holy fuck,” he panted, she heard him move as he brought his hand to his head. “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life.”
Eve couldn’t help the ragged laugh that escaped her as she turned to look at him even though all she could see was a faint outline.
“No kidding,” she breathed. “My legs won’t stop trembling.”
“It’s a good thing they’re driving tomorrow,” he chuckled beside her. “I don’t think I could manage it.”
“Oh my god – could you imagine?” Eve couldn’t help but full-on laugh.
“No,” he laughed with her before he rolled to his side to face her, his hand resting across her bare abdomen. “It would be the worst – it would borderline be unsafe.”
“I’ll be lucky if I can get into or out of the car tomorrow,” Eve grinned at him, her fingers absently tracing along the arm he’d draped across her. “There is no way I’m driving – I’m going to sit in that backseat and sleep the whole way home.”
“Right there with you,” Jake caught her hand and interlaced it with his. “Hey um – I’m glad that you came on this trip.”
She could hear the hesitation in his voice once more. “Me too – and I’m glad we decided to break our pact.”
