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We move together in a frenzy of desire and need until his thrusts drive harder and harder. I grasp his shoulders clinging to him.
“I need to come.” I’m not against begging for what I need. Actually, it’s kind of a thrill having to ask and get permission. “Please, I need to come.”
“Go ahead, love.”
The moment he grants permission, it’s as if a dam bursts inside of me, releasing pleasure in a heartbreaking rush. I gasp and bite down on his shoulder, trying to keep my cries of pleasure as quiet as possible. We may be hidden behind a rock, but there are others on this beach who don’t need to know what we’re doing.
Alec’s release comes on the heels of my orgasm, leaving both of us panting and satiated—for the moment.
“I love fucking you.” Alec gently lowers me to the ground and tucks his spent cock into his pants while I rearrange my sundress.
“Not nearly as much as I love getting fucked by you.”
Alec pauses for a moment, then turns to me, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I want to take you on a real adventure.”
“As opposed to a fake one?”
“Is there anywhere you need to be? Work? Or anything like that taking up your time?”
“No. Why?” I shake my head. “I’m free until classes start in the fall.”
“Because I’m kidnapping you for real.”
“Oh, sounds intriguing.” A smile spreads across my face.
One of the things I love about Alec is his spontaneous nature.
“I’ve got so much I want to show you. How do you feel about a road trip?”
“Depends on how long and where. I only brought the one overnight bag. I’d have to go home to pack more.”
“I’m not taking you home.”
“And why not?”
“Because Rafe and Hayes are being assholes about me dating you.”
“We’ve moved from fuck-buddies to dating?”
“You were never a fuck-buddy to me.” He shakes his head. “Not after I found you again.”
“And what does that make me now?”
“Mine. Or wasn’t that clear?”
“I like the sound of that, and an adventure sounds fun, but I still need to pack something more than a sundress.”
His words make me nervous. The sex is great, but the energy between us definitely shifts. No longer fucking for the sake of fucking, he’s making a concerted effort to get to know me better. Which means this is quickly turning into a relationship. Am I ready to open my heart to another? Risk pain and heartbreak when things eventually go south?
“We can buy whatever you need. I want to take you to Sequoia National Park, then meander down to Yosemite.”
“Oh wow.” I take a step back. “You really do mean an adventure.”
“If you can get away. Let’s do it. Just hop in the Jeep and drive. We’ll buy what we need on the way. It won’t take me long to pack my gear.”
“Gear?”
“Yes. I’m taking you backpacking.”