Survival Mission - Chapter 14
Valerie wanted Trevor, now, however they could be together. But the thought of either of them being so vulnerable to the likes of Ziggy’s gang wasn’t acceptable, either.
“It’s okay. The rest of his group is posted on other trails, protecting their drop site. Ziggy left his post to follow you. He’s too far away for anyone to hear him even if he started wailing like a banshee. He has no phone, no means of communication. My team is still at least an hour out. We have time, and I have a condom.” He thrust his pelvis upward, shifted and placed her gently on the ground, moving atop her. Though heavily lidded from their foreplay, his eyes couldn’t conceal the passion that burned in them, the same desire that shook her to her core.
“Okay.” She ground against him, gasped out his name when his hand reached under her shirt, cupped her breast, tweaked her nipple into a sharp point. “What. Are. We. Waiting. For?” She nipped at his chin, his earlobes, stopping only when he sucked on the soft skin at the base of her throat.
“Valerie, I want to make love to you on at least a blanket. Not on the ground like two rutting deer.”
“Shh.” She placed her fingers on his lips, as swollen as hers. “This is what we have, and it’s more than enough.”
He hesitated. “You’re sure?”
Their gazes locked and something shifted inside her, and she knew she’d never be the same. No matter what happened after this. But whether she and Trevor were meant for more than this one time together wasn’t anything she had to concern herself with in this moment. All that mattered was that they move as one, join as one, reach the mutual release that a shared passion like this demanded.
“Positive.”
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Trevor didn’t ask again but set about to make sure Valerie was ready for him. He unfastened her pants and unzipped them as she tilted her hips, shimmying out of her red lace undies. Lust shot through his center. He hadn’t expected such incredibly feminine apparel under her practical camping clothes. He groaned, bit at the top of her thigh, slid his hand between her legs and dipped one finger, then two, into her wetness. Her sweet sighs and moans almost undid him but he held back, needing their full union this first time.
Valerie was a mystery, and he wanted to explore every layer of her. Any other time he’d savor each lick, admire her glistening flesh as he learned every curve of her mound. But his control frayed as she grew closer to climax. As soon as she shouted out his name and her most intimate parts began to quiver under his tongue, he ripped open the condom package and put the protection on, unable to wait one more second. He sank into her and thought he might lose it then and there as her sweet tightness enveloped him.
Instead, her hands reached around to grasp his buttocks.
“Don’t stop, Trevor. Please.”