Page 7 of Their Secret Hideaway

Too wonderful.

At everything.

The haze of lust is too much for me and I can’t hold on for much longer. I’m going to explode at any moment, and looking at how Fox is struggling, I know he’s right there with me. A perfect gentleman, always assuring that his own girl comes first.

He’s stroking my clit tenderly, even as we fuck one another, the intense lust we’re feeling consuming both of us. One more thrust, one more stroke, and that’ll be anything and everything for both of us.

Then we reach it. It is all too perfect, too powerful, too intense. We’re holding onto one another, our sexes shuddering around one another, orgasm claiming up both so fully and completely. I cry out his name, hearing it echo through the trees, and he does the same for mine. My core shudders around him as it’s wracked by bliss, and deep within I feel him pulse and flood me with the efforts of our lust.

Thank God for birth control.

He holds me steady for a time, both of us struggling to catch our breath.

“Wasn’t expecting to have the best sex of my life from going out to buy some elderberry jam,” he says.

“I could go for some huckleberry jam on a pancake right about now. That seems pretty good.”

He looks at me with disbelief.

“What? It’s a compliment. Really good sex makes me hungry for something sweet. Would you prefer that we eat at the diner in town? That’d hit the spot too.”

Fox laughs, setting me down. “Food of any sort would do. You’ve definitely worked up an appetite in me too, Tabitha.”

I start to gather my clothes. Just as I expect, there’s twigs and dirt on all of them. Fox is trying to get some of the dirt off his jeans, but me? I’m just glad nothing got in my panties.

“You think anyone will have any idea why we’re so roughed up and dirty?” I say, pulling my dress back on and making sure that my bra was set right. “Maybe we need to come up with a snappy excuse. May I suggest we’re involved in a bare knuckle boxing league with the local lumberjacks?”

Fox chuckles. “Ah yeah, that boxing league that Bear tells me he does all the time, and totally exists.”

“Good thinking, mention him, it’ll sell our story more.”

He shakes his head in bemusement.

I’m going to enjoy spending a whole lot of time with this man.

Whether it be a few months, a few years, or, well, the rest of my life.

Yeah, if it was the rest of my life, that’d just be just too good to be true.

FOUR

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The next few weeks fill with plenty of dates. We see a few movies. A comedy show. We bounce between the city and Evergreen Valley freely, but it quickly becomes clear that we’re both more at home in the small town.

It’s all good. Fine, even.

But I can’t help but shake that something’s wrong.

As saccharine as it all is, it’s just us. We joked about meeting the parents when we first met, but he made no moves to introduce me to his, even after we had a nice enough dinner with my dad.

Dad did say that he liked Fox.

But he also wondered why Fox never talked about his own old man.

And that is where the seeds of doubt began to hit me.

I’m waiting at a nearby park for him to show up. It’s a cool summer evening, and there’s some folks doing a cook out not far from here. It makes me hungry, but Fox and I were preparing to roast some hot dogs when we were going to wind down on our own hike.

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