Page 6 of Untamed Reunion

“How about we play a game?”

“Wha- what kind of game?”

“You know the kind, the kind we used to play. The game where you run and I chase you. The game where if I catch you, I fuck you. You know you love the rush.”

“Where are you?”

“Answer the question, Hazel. Do you want to play?”

I look around, still trying to find him. It’s so dark out, I can’t even manage to find a shadow. My pussy clenches at the thought of us playing this game. I haven’t been with anyone since him; it’s been a long time.

“Yeah, okay, let’s play.” I keep spinning around like I’m going to get a glimpse of him.

“Do you remember your safe word?” I yelp and spin around to find him towering over me. I stare up at him while he tucks a curl behind my ear. I nod, waiting for more direction.

“Tell me what it is then.”

“Vanilla.” my voice barely above a whisper. My heart is getting ready to beat out of my own chest. My mind is cloudy with lust, with the anticipation of us playing the game again.

“I’m going to kiss you,” he says, lowering his face to mine. I tilt my face to angle towards him and his lips press against mine. They’re soft and taste like cinnamon and apples with a hint of the bourbon the cider was spiked with. The kiss starts soft, likewe’re both testing how deep the water is before we both jump in. It’s little kisses, the kind you pepper on a lover, but they quickly deepen. His tongue probes at my lips, convincing me to open for him. Our tongues tangle, his hand coming up to tangle in my hair. Backing me into one of the mirrors, he presses my body tight against his own. I reach down between us to palm his cock, tenting the front of his jeans. He groans into my mouth, nipping at my bottom lip with his teeth. He leaves kisses down my neck, his tongue trailing down to trace my collar bone. My head luls to the side, allowing him further access. I catch a glimpse of us in another mirror. We look perfect together, we always have.

“What if we get caught? What if someone sees us?” I say breathily. My body comes alive under his chest. Fuck, I’ve missed this.

“Scared you’re going to get caught? Hm?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Then you better not get caught. Simple. Are you going to let me catch you?”

I shake my head no, too in the moment to say the words out loud.

“Fuck,” his chest rumbles with the sound, “Run. And don’t let me catch you then.”

Chapter 6

Callum

Her breath catches in her throat as I tell her to run, and it doesn't take long for her to take off. It was a long shot, asking her if she wants to do this with me. I was hoping that she was feeling the same things I was, the muscle memory of us being together.

Her hair whips around her as she leaves this part of the maze. I do have to say that whoever set this thing up did a pretty damn good job. They’ve roped it off so people can’t get too lost as long as you stay within the confines. The mirrors fuck with your head though. Seeing my own reflection made me jump. You just don’t expect to see someone standing behind you, even if it is your own shadow.

I slip underneath the rope, trailing the outskirts of the maze, watching as she struggles within. It’s too dark for her to see me lurking outside, silly girl keeps checking over her shoulder like things can only sneak up behind you.

She’s stuck in one spot. I can see her running back and forth, trying to figure out the best place to go. I take the opportunity to move further down and wait for her. I palm my aching cock as I walk, this has always been a favorite activity for us. I slip back through the ropes and wait for my kitten to round the corner.

I hear the pounding of her footsteps before I actually see her, and to my surprise, she’s looking over her shoulder again. She runs smack dab into my chest, causing me to make an ‘oomph’ sound, and her to squeal, before grabbing her shoulders. I stare down, waiting for her to gather the courage to look back up at me. Her shoulders bounce, and she takes a deep breath. The mix of sprinting and adrenaline do nothing to help one bring oxygen into their system.

She finally looks up, her pupils blown with lust as her eyes search mine.

“Well, well, well,” I tsk, “Looks like I caught you.” I drop my hands and circle her like she’s prey. “What should your punishment be?”

“Another chance?”

“Ha!” I bark. “You’ll have your chance to run again, but I want something first.” I stop in front of her. Her hands fidget in front of her body, obviously nervous of the unknown. I take a step forward to gauge her reaction and she does exactly as I want her to, she takes a step back. I continue the motion, one step after another until she bumps into a tree. At the section we’re in, there are mirrors that line the trees to create a circle. No matter where you look, our reflection stares back. Dropping to my knees, I lift her leg and place it over my shoulder.

Her body shakes with excitement and she sucks her lower lip into her mouth.

I nuzzle between her legs with my nose, inhaling deeply. Her hands tangle themselves in my hair and I look up at her, only to find her gazing back down.

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