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Chapter 17 - Ben
I was furious. She was going over the side of the cliff. Thankfully not jumping, but that didn’t calm my rage. On full zoom I could see she didn’t have any lines attached to her. It was at least fifty feet to the bottom. Terror replaced my white hot anger and I raced back to where I’d parked my car. There was no way I could keep watching her until she inevitably fell. I had to get to her.
Spreading out the topo map of this side of the mountain, I was fairly certain I could get to where she’d land. I drove much too fast for the narrow, winding road, skidding around the bends until I got to the spot where I’d have to continue on foot to find her. How long had I taken already? How long would it take her to reach the bottom? If she didn’t fall…
I ran through the forest with no thought for my safety, ignoring the low branches that grabbed at my arms and the vines that tried to trip me. When I broke through into the bottom of the ravine, I looked around wildly, seeing her about twenty yards away.
She was only five feet above the ground, perfectly safe and sound. She dropped with a gentle thud and rummaged in her pack for a water bottle, taking a swig before pouring a little on her head to cool herself off.
I should have turned around and pretended I didn’t just race from the other side of the ravine in a panic. I should have known there was nothing to panic about. The fear I’d been choking on while getting to her swung right back around to anger again.
“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” I said, startling her enough to make her whirl around and whip her water bottle at me.
I ducked it, closing the distance between us and taking her by the arms. I couldn’t kiss her even though she looked incredibly kissable, her mouth open in shock to see me.
“I thought I told you—” I stopped, so relieved she wasn’t in a broken heap that I could only stare at her.
“Are you having an aneurysm?” she asked.
I shook my head, regaining my senses. Somewhat. I was still befuddled by her. “You’re just so beautiful. I lost my train of thought.”
Her fingers curled in my shirt and she pulled herself close to me. Our mouths collided as I gripped her ass and picked her up, backing her into the ravine wall. Our tongues tangled together as she worked her hands under my shirt. The feel of her fingers on my skin set me alight and I pulled her leg roughly around my hip, eager to feel her grind against me.
One of my hands slammed the wall behind her head to keep us from falling over and I realized how rough the cliff face was. I pulled her away and she clung to me while I found a soft, leafy spot on the ground to lay her. The moment her back touched the earth, she reared up her hips and wriggled out of her shorts and panties, tossing them aside before reaching for me again.
I shoved her top up, tasting her salty sweat as I sucked each nipple, my hand working between her legs. She bucked against my palm as I rolled the heel of my hand over her clit. How long had it been since that morning? Only a few hours? I was as hungry for her as if it had been weeks. Drawing my teeth lightly over her nipples I tried to caress her pussy while getting out of my shorts at the same time. With a breathless laugh, she sat up enough to help me pull them down around my knees, her eyes going glazed when she saw my fingers between her thighs.
“Ben,” she whispered, her eyelashes fluttering.
“Watch me make you come,” I commanded, easing two fingers into her slick opening.
She moved her hips with the motion as I drew them out. The sight of her juices on my fingers made me crave her taste and I put them in my mouth, licking off every last drop with a moan of pleasure. My cock throbbed against her leg and she reached for it as I began to slowly finger her, in and out, pushing deeper and spreading her wider with each thrust. She trembled as she balanced herself, her legs spread for me, never taking her eyes off what I was doing to her body.
I slid my thumb back and forth over her swollen clit, coaxing her slippery nub while I moved my fingers inside her. Her breathing turned to short, sharp pants and she writhed against me, grabbing onto my shoulder with one hand so she wouldn’t fall backwards as the ripples of pleasure overtook her. I felt her spasm around my fingers and her eyes squeezed shut as I made her come. Her other hand tightened almost painfully around my cock and at last she fell backwards with a shuddering sigh, her dark hair spreading out against the moss.
“I want to taste you again,” I said, entranced by her soaking wet pussy.
She nodded breathlessly and I dove between her thighs, greedily lapping her until she gripped my hair and screamed loud enough to send the sounds of her pleasure echoing across the ravine. I pulled myself over her, ramming my cock inside her as she came, the strength of her orgasm making me spill the second her tight walls surrounded me. I lay on top of her, not sure she hadn’t killed me, I felt so good.
“How do you do that?” she asked after we got enough of our breath back to speak. “I really want to know.”
I rolled to the side, drawing her into my arms. “The way you feel, the way you taste, the sounds you make when you come. Jesus, Laurel, I’m already ready to fuck you again.”
She climbed on top of me, grinning as she reached for my cock. “Let’s just see about that.”
