Page 109 of Reckless

“Right, getting there early. It’s at the end of the week. That’s come round so fast.”

“Yeah.” I lean back and take a swig from my glass.

I will not coerce her. Mostly for my sake. I can't force her into doing something she doesn’t want to. Will I be disappointed if she doesn’t agree, sure, but it doesn’t mean I’m leaving. It just means the plans we would need to change to get off the road, will go ahead.

If it ever stops raining.

“You want to miss going to Six Flags?” she asks.

“Never was a big fan of rollercoasters.” I put one elbow up on the back of the seat and wait for her to go on.

“What about the Blaum Distillery? I thought you would have loved that one, for the bourbon.”

“We can see that next time.”

“Next time?” her brow lifts.

“Yeah,” I say, totally serious. I might let her make her own decision, but talking around it has my nerves shot. I’m getting worried.

Then she smiles. “Will you have a room with a steam shower and a huge tub?”

“If that’s what you want,” I try not to lean forward or look as excited as I currently am on the inside. “I’ll get you anything you want.”

“You don’t have to do that,” her face softens.

“So, it’s a yes?”

Her pause feels like it’s going on for days. “Yeah, go on then.”

“Yeah?” I can’t help but laugh at how breezily she says it, like she doesn’t know I’ve been waiting for this for days. “Great, I’ll find a hotel with the biggest tub and steam shower in Chicago.”

Krista gets up to clear away the dishes while my fingers itch to look for the perfect place to take her, but I don’t want her to think I’m desperate to get this sorted.

“Look, it’s stopped raining,” she draws my attention. She’s standing by the open door, looking out. “Wanna go on the roof and look at the stars?” she asks. When I don’t answer, she turns around to look at me. “What?”

Getting to my feet, I stalk towards her. She turns and leans back, putting her hands on the unit behind her, watching me. I cup the back of her head when I reach her and put my other hand up against the wall beside her face.

“I’d rather make you see stars.”

Her mouth opens and closes. “Really? How?”

Leaning in close to her ear, I whisper. “I’m going to lick your pussy until the universe explodes behind your eyes.”

“Uh… Okay, yeah. Let’s do that.”

She squeals when I bend over and grab her thighs, picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder.

A set of headlights flashes through the darkness of the camp and reminds me of where we are. I close the door and make sure it’s locked, planting one hand on Krista’s ass and giving it a squeeze, making her moan.

Last thing I need is anyone walking past and seeing what I’m about to do to her, or where.

When I set her in the driver’s seat and turn the chair around to face me, I drop to my knees and her mouth falls open.

“Here?”

“I’ve fantasized about eating your pussy in this chair since the first time I saw you get behind the wheel.” I push up her skirt and draw her panties down, tossing them over my shoulder. “Now spread your legs wide, like a good girl.”

I tried to get her to help me pick a hotel, but she told me to surprise her. With Solene’s help, I found one of the nicest and most expensive hotel suites in the whole of Chicago. Not only does it have a giant infinity bathtub with views over Chicago, but there is also a rainfall shower which has seats, and the steam function Krista seems to be obsessed with.

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