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He growls, his hips thrusting harder against me as he too finds release, his hot seed filling me up completely. It's an indescribable feeling, the warmth and fullness as he empties himself deep inside of me.

Our bodies are locked in a heated embrace, our hearts pounding against each other's chests in unison. His hands grip my hips tightly, holding me in place as he thrusts his hips upwards one last time before collapsing onto me.

He holds me close through the aftershocks of our climax, and we lay entwined for several minutes before pulling apart, our bodies cooling down from the heat of passion.

10

RYAN

“Ah, the day is so perfect for this!” Jade exclaims as she shakes her head against the wind.

I expertly maneuver the car through the mountainous terrain that overlooks the coast. This date is precisely why I chose my precious vintage convertible. When I told Jade about driving up the coast, she couldn’t wait and jumped right inside the car. There’s nothing like having wind that smells of seawater hitting your face, fresh and exciting.

I park the car at my designated spot at the entrance of the trail. I get out of the driver’s seat to open Jade’s door. She thanks me cheerfully and takes my offered hand.

Once she sees the trail that awaits us, she freezes.

“Um, Ryan?”

“Yeah?”

“You didn’t say we were hiking.”

“I wanted it to be a surprise.”

“But I’m wearing sandals… and a sundress.”

I chuckle. “Don’t worry. You’re not climbing up any rocks. If you want, I’ll gladly carry you.”

“You would?” she asks, a little too incredulously.

“If you say it like that, I’ll take it as a bet.”

She huffs sarcastically and walks in front of me, whipping her hair back. “Then I’ll let you know when you can carry me.”

“I’ll be counting on it.”

I follow behind her, enjoying the view of how her body sways as she walks. Her curls bounce with each step she takes. Every now and then, she picks up her locks to let the breeze cool her exposed back. I catch myself wanting to reach out and touch the delicate lines of her shape.

“The ocean looks beautiful from here,” she says, staring out into the horizon.

“You’ll have a much better view once we get where we’re going. It’s the best spot in the whole park.”

“Better than this?”

“Yep. The trees won’t obstruct your view as much. There are some Allen’s hummingbird nests nearby, too, if you like bird watching.”

I offer my hand, knowing that the climb is a little steeper for the first few minutes. She grabs it and carefully steps around the stones while holding her dress in place.

“What else is visible from this secret view?”

“The Santa Monica pier. But what makes it a great spot is the sunset.”

“Ah.” She sighs. “Then we better hurry so we won’t miss it.”

I chuckle. “It won’t take us a whole hour to hike up there, sunshine.”

Her excitement gets the best of her and now she’s the one pulling me, even though I’m the one that knows the way. It doesn’t last long. I hear her panting after a few minutes.

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