Camp Hardwood by Alexa Riley

Chapter Eight

Van

“Did you used to be a boy scout?” Tia asks as we walk into my cabin.

A smile tugs at my lips as I lock the door behind her, pulling her inside. “Why do you ask?”

My thumb absentmindedly rubs across the mark on her wrist and it doesn’t go unnoticed by her.

“No reason.” The spark in her eyes has my cock growing proud and strong in my boxer briefs. God, what she can do to me with just one look.

I pull her flush against me as I lean down and kiss her gently at first. It’s soft and sweet but there’s something stronger simmering below the surface.

“I’ve never done this before,” I confess as I graze my knuckles along her jaw and then down her neck. “I don’t know if this is right or wrong, but I know it feels so damn good.”

“You’ve never tied a woman up before?” Her big dark eyes look up at me through her lashes and I see a vulnerability there.

“No.” I kiss her again as my fingers move to unbutton her flannel shirt. “I’ve never been with a woman before either.”

Her breath catches as I part the material and reveal her white cotton bra with her full breasts straining against it. Her skin is creamy soft and I trace a finger down the middle of her rounded swells.

“Never?” she whispers as I watch goosebumps appear. I push the shirt off of her shoulder and it drops to the floor. I nod.

“You’ll be my first.” I look right into her eyes and I kneel down in front of her, my hands going to her shorts. “And my last.”

I tug the cut-off jeans down her rounded hips and then help her out of her shoes. She’s standing before me in simple white cotton and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful and sexy.

“Van.” She reaches for me and I lean into her touch as she cups my face. I kiss the mark on her wrist before I take her hands and put them together in front of her.

“You’re mine,” I say, taking a thin length of rope from my back pocket. I snagged it from the kitchen earlier thinking it might come in handy later. “You know I’ll only go as far as you want, right?”

Tia nods as I stretch the rope out and bind her wrists in a simple timber hitch. It’s an easy knot but it’s also beautiful against her delicate skin. It won’t abrade the skin too badly, but there will be a pretty design left when I take it off.

“Sit down, sweet darling. I need to taste you.”

There’s a leather chair behind her and the cool sting of it will feel good once I get her nice and hot. I watch as she does what I ask and then I stand up. I stand over her as I peel my shirt off and toss it to the floor with hers. I love the way she makes me feel, her eyes devouring every inch of me as I take off my shorts and shoes. I stand before her in my boxer briefs with my cock begging to be set free. It’s so big and hard right now knowing what I’m about to do. It’s already peeking over my waistband to get a look at her. Precum smears across my lower stomach but I ignore it. I’m going to take my time and feast on her like a banquet.

With my eyes locked on hers I lower myself to my knees in front of her and gently run my hands along her thighs.

“Lean back and put your legs on either side of the arms.” When she does as I ask, I trace a finger down her stomach as I stare at her panty-covered pussy right in front of me. “Arms over your head, and hold on to the back of the chair.”

“Should I say yes sir or something?” I can see the nervous smile tug at her lips and I shake my head.

“There are no rules, Tia.” I lean forward and kiss the place just below her belly button. “I’m going to worship you and you’re going to lie back and take it. The only thing I need to hear from you is how good this feels.”

Before she has a chance to respond I kiss my way to her panties and then press my nose against them. I inhale her sweet scent and rub my lips over the damp cotton. She’s already so wet that there’s a spot there growing by the second and I inch my tongue out to taste it. Through the material I can taste her desire and I tease her little nub. The torture is for her just as much as it is for me. The tease and the prolonged moment of the first time my mouth touches her intimate flesh are to be savored.

I slide my hands under her ass and grip her tight as I lap at her panties and get them soaked. I can see straight through the white cotton and the outline of her lips is so goddamn erotic. The sounds of her mewling and rocking her hips fill my ears and the small cabin. I never dreamed I’d have this goddess surrounding me and I know that this is a turning point for the two of us.

When she walked in here, she gave herself over to me and I intend to hold on to it and care for her for the rest of my life. Hearing all of that right now might overwhelm her, but what I have inside of me and what I feel for her form a tidal wave of emotions that is threatening to breach.

Once her panties are dripping and I can’t stand even the smallest barrier between us, I reach up and grab the waistband and yank it down in one quick movement. The thin cotton disintegrates in my hand and I toss it to the side. Now she’s spread as wide as she can go and I can see every pink inch of her. Short red curls frame the sweet tender pussy I’ve been aching to have since I had a taste of it in the barn. Without hesitation I lower my mouth onto her and the flavor of her in my mouth makes me groan in pain. It’s so fucking sweet and juicy, just like eating a ripe summer peach.

“You shouldn’t have let me ever find out this was between your legs, Tia.” I’m starving for her as I lick and lick and then slide two fingers into her. I can’t get close enough or deep enough inside her. I’m overwhelmed with need and for the first time in my life I’m losing control. “You should’ve kept this a secret even from me.”

“Don’t stop, Van,” she breathes, her voice cracking on the last word.

“Stop?” I laugh sardonically and shake my head. “You’ll have to force me from between your legs.”

I feel her pussy tighten around my fingers as I curl them up and against her. She shakes and tenses, crying out, and then I feel the first sensations of her climax.

“Fuck,” I breathe when I feel the rush of liquid gold over my fingers and I lap it up like a dog.

She’s too good and once isn’t enough, so I do all of it again until I feel her cum a second time. Her legs are on the arms of the chair as I suck on her clit and beg for another. I’ve tied her up but she’s the one that rules my soul and the only thing I want in life is to make this beautiful creature cum.

“I need more.” She pushes down on my fingers and I know that she’s ready for my cock. When I look up into her eyes they’re pleading for me and I can’t tell her no. “I need you inside me, Van.”

I sit up and shove my boxer briefs down my thighs and my cock springs free. It slaps against her wet pussy, thick and long and hungry for her cunt. Cum pearls at the head and drips onto her lips. I rub my thumb on her clit and then lick it clean.

“I’m not on anything.” I can hear the trace of nervousness in her voice as she bites her lip and looks down at my cock. It doesn’t stop her from rocking against it and letting the tip line up at her entrance.

“I don’t have condoms.” I grip the base of my cock to get myself under control as I slowly sink a little further into her sticky heat.

We both lock eyes as I keep on going and neither of us says a thing. When I feel the barrier of her pussy breach and her pussy muscles clamp down on me tightly, I lean forward to blanket my body over hers and whisper against her lips.

“You’re mine, Tia. I’ll take care of you.” I kiss her gently as my hands go to her breasts and I thrust all the way inside her. “I’ll always take care of you.”

“Van!” she cries out when my cock fills every inch of her.

I hold her close and kiss my way down to her breasts, sucking on her nipples to try and take the pain away. Her body relaxes after a moment and when she moves her hips I know she’s ready for more.

I pump into her a few more times and my heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest.

“I won’t last,” I pant, my cock squeezed so tight it’s almost painful.

“Cum.” Her breathing is just as fast as mine and I feel her slick body slide against me.

“Fuck, don’t say that word.” My hips jerk and I’ve lost all rhythm as I thrust in and out of her like a savage.

The little devil looks up at me through her lashes with the most innocent expression on her face. “I want to feel your cum in me.”

I lose all control and thrust hard one last time as I empty myself in her waiting warmth. As I release, her own climax is triggered and she cries out, clutching my chest.

It’s the single greatest thing I’ve ever felt and the second I cum, I want to do it again. And again and again. She’s everything I didn’t know I wanted and the second I saw her I knew it was game over for me. Seeing her now, under me, with my cock inside of her is like seeing heaven and I know this is how I want to spend every moment of my life from here on out.

I take her hand in mine and bring it to my mouth, kissing her fingers. “Looks like someone forgot the rules.”

She blushes as she pretends to be chagrined. “You should give me another chance to see if I can do it right this time.”

I thrust my hard cock into her slowly and feel our mingled release spread around. My own smile threatens to break but instead I lean forward and pretend to be stern.

“Just one more,” I lie, because once will never be enough.