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Biting my lip, I don’t break his stare as I nod, my heart racing at the thought of rejection. The presence of the unknown.

But unlike before, I don’t run from it this time. I look it straight in the face, even though sometimes it hurts, and I push through.

“Well,” he breathes, bringing my hand up to stroke his erection through his dress pants, already hard for me. “What princess wants, princess gets. But I’m gonna make you work for it.”

With us, I’d expect nothing less.

We’re a work in progress, but that’s kind of true for everything, anyway. The whole point of life isn’t to attain perfection, but to keep improving. Perfection is madness, a concept contrived to bring out our fear of failure.

There’s no way to know what the future holds, and I’m learning to be okay with that. It’s scary, that uncertainty, but there’s also a kind of excitement within.

The promise of potential.

Boyd pushes me to my knees, and I start to glance behind me to see if we’re visible inside the cabin, but he fists my hair, keeping my mouth level with his prominent bulge. “What if someone comes—”

“Someone’s going to come, all right.”

He rubs his thumb over my lips, and I take that as my cue to undo his zipper, pulling his length from the confines of his pants and licking the bead of precum that’s already leaking from the tip.

“And then someone else will come, and we’ll come together, until we’re a panting, sweaty mess of cum and depravity. I’m not leaving the mountains until I’ve knocked you up, Fiona Ivers, so I hope you’re ready.”

Grinning, I wrap my lips around the crown of his dick, eager to get started. “I love you,” I moan around him, reveling in the way it makes his entire body tense.

“I love you too, princess.” He strokes my cheek, then applies pressure to the back of my head, guiding me farther onto his shaft. “Now, no more talking.”

THE END

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