Page 8 of Rugged Courage

“I’m glad you’re safe,” I murmur, my voice low.

“Me, too,” she replies softly, her eyes never leaving mine.

The squawk of a bird outside breaks the tension, and Cece takes a deep breath. She rummages through her backpack, pulling out a chocolate bar. The wrapper crinkles in her hands.

“Want some?” she offers, smiling as she holds it out to me.

I chuckle, grateful for the distraction. “You sure have a lot of treats in your bag,” I say, thinking back to her flask of whiskey.

She winks at me, and my heart pounds in my chest. “Just because I’m camping doesn’t mean I can’t have some of my favorite things.”

As she takes a bite, savoring the sweet taste, a small flake of chocolate falls, landing on her chest. My eyes follow its path before I can stop myself, drawn to the contrast of the dark chocolate against her pale skin.

“Um, you’ve got a little...” I gesture vaguely toward her chest, heat rising in my face as I realize I’m staring.

Cece looks down, her cheeks flushing a delightful shade of pink. “Oh god, how embarrassing.”

My desire wins out, and before I can stop myself, I say, “Don’t be embarrassed. Let me take care of it.”

I lean over, my tongue darting out to lick the chocolate from her skin. The sweetness of the chocolate and the saltiness of her skin are the most delicious things I’ve ever tasted. Cece moans and raises her hands to my head, weaving her fingers through my hair.

“Cece,” I breathe, lifting my head to meet her green eyes, filled with desire, mirroring what I’m sure she sees in mine.

In one fluid motion, I scoop her luscious curves into my arms. She giggles as she instinctively wraps her legs around my waist, clinging to my shoulders. Her body is warm, fitting perfectly against mine.

Cece kisses me, and I groan as I grab her thick ass and squeeze. Fuck. Her ass feels like fucking heaven. I can’t wait to get her naked and see the perfection I’m holding.

We reach the bedroom, and I lay her gently on the bed. The old springs creak softly under our combined weight. I hover over her, nearly seeing stars from how every fiber of my being aches for Cece. Finding this kind of connection with a stranger is the absolute last thing I could have imagined when I responded to the beacon, but…fuck. Everything about Cece is beyond anything I’ve ever dreamed about in a woman.

As our lips meet, and everything else in the world fades away. Nothing is more important than this moment, the sensation of Cece’s body against mine and the pleasure I’m going to give this incredible woman.

I slide my hands under Cece’s hoodie, my cock hard and straining as I trace my fingertips across her skin. I reach for her breasts, closing my eyes as I stroke her hard nipples and lightly squeeze them through her bra. Cece moans, pressing into my hands, and I know I can’t keep control much longer.

Leaning down, I kiss her again, groaning as she parts her lips and her tongue teases at mine. I taste her sweetness and long for more. I peel her hoodie off, my cock twitching as her warm skin greets my fingertips.

We pull apart for a moment, and I stare at Cece. She’s absolutely beautiful, her skin glowing in the dim bedroom light. Her long blonde hair fans out on the pillow, her eyes big and green, her lips swollen from our kisses. I trace the line of her jaw with my fingertips and smile when she leans into my touch.

Cece reaches up to undo the buttons of my shirt. I help her, pulling it over my head, impatient to feel her body against mine.

“You’re stunning,” Cece whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

“And so are you,” I reply, my voice deep and husky with desire. My gaze lingers on her heavy breasts. They look like paradise.

Cece responds with a low moan, gripping my shoulders tightly. I gently lift her head, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss that rocks me to the very core of my being.

As we kiss, her heart pounds against my chest, echoing the intensity of mine. I remove her sports bra, reveling in the gorgeous perfection of her large breasts, their nipples hard and begging for attention. I take one in my mouth, sucking lightly and swirling my tongue around it, relishing Cece’s gasp of pleasure.

My hands slide down her body, tracing the soft curves of her hips and waist. Cece lifts her hips off the bed, allowing me to slide her jeans and panties down her legs.

I unbuckle my belt as I hungrily take in the beauty of her body, then quickly kick off my jeans. Cece’s eyes dart down to my hard cock, a blush rising on her cheeks. She brings her bottom lip between her teeth as she reaches out and pulls me back into bed. Her smile is shy and sexy. Every part of my being wants to own that smile and enjoy it forever.

Cece’s body is so fucking beautiful—skin flushed, curves that make my cock ever harder. My fingers trace over her thighs, slick with her sweet juices, enjoying every dip and rise beneath my touch.

Her body writhes under mine as I slide a finger into the slick heat waiting for me. A jolt of pure, raw pleasure shoots straight to my throbbing cock.

I add another finger, working them slowly, rhythmically. Cece moans deeply and spreads her legs wider, her hips bucking up to meet my hand.

“Dane...please...”

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