Page 11 of Curvy Girl for the Cop

"Ready?" I ask as she climbs into the passenger seat.

She nods, her eyes meeting mine briefly before darting away. The air between us crackles with tension, the confined space of the car amplifying every breath, every shift.

The winding road takes us higher, the town disappearing in the rearview mirror. With each mile, the anticipation builds, coiling tighter and tighter within me. Ava stares out the window, her hands twisting in her lap. I long to reach over, to still her nervous movements and lace my fingers with hers.

Finally, we arrive at the trailhead, the mountain looming before us. We set off in silence, the only sounds the crunch of our footsteps and the distant calls of birds. The trail is narrow,forcing us to walk single file. I let Ava take the lead, my eyes drawn to the sway of her hips, the flex of her calves.

The higher we climb, the more the rest of the world falls away. Up here, it's just us, two souls drawn together by an inexplicable force. The air grows thinner, and Ava's breathing becomes more labored. I place my hand on the small of her back, feeling the heat of her skin through her thin shirt.

"You okay?" I murmur, my lips close to her ear.

She nods, leaning into my touch for a brief moment before continuing on. Every brush of our bodies, every shared glance, is amplified in the seclusion of the mountains. The connection between us grows stronger with each step, the desire more urgent.

I need to touch her, to feel her soft skin under my fingertips. I need to taste her, to claim her as mine. The primal urge rises within me, threatening to overtake my control.

But I hold back, letting the anticipation build, knowing that when we finally come together, it will be explosive. The mountains will bear witness to our passion, to the inevitable collision of our bodies and souls.

For now, I content myself with the knowledge that she's here, with me, away from the world's prying eyes. In the solitude of nature, anything can happen. And I intend to make sure it does.

We crest the peak and we're met with a breathtaking view. The sun dips below the horizon, casting the sky ablaze with hues of red and gold. But the real beauty, the true prize, stands before me. Ava's cheeks are flushed, her eyes shining with a mix of wonder and something else, something I can only hope is desire.

I can't take it anymore. I need her.Now.

My hand shakes as I cup her delicate chin, gently tilting her head back. Her breath catches in her throat, and her eyes darken with longing.

"Ryan," she whispers, her voice a siren's call that lures me in.

"Ava," I growl, my voice low and dangerous. "I want you, Ava. More than I've ever wanted anything."

Her eyes widen, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans in, her plump lips a mere breath away from mine. My heart hammers in my chest, and my cock throbs in anticipation.

"Ryan," she breathes, her voice like velvet.

And that…the sound of my name on her lips, all breathy like that is the last straw. The final barrier shatters, and I claim her mouth in a searing kiss, my tongue delving into her heat, tasting her sweetness. Ava moans into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair, and any semblance of restraint I have left evaporates.

I tear my mouth from hers, trailing scorching kisses down her jaw, along her neck, to the valley between her breasts. Her soft, curvy body trembles beneath me, and I relish in the knowledge that it's me she’s whimpering for.

Mewho’s going to be balls deep inside her.

Mewho’s going to claim her.

With a groan, I yank her shirt upwards, revealing her luscious, full breasts spilling out of her bra. Her nipples are hard, aflame against her silky skin, and I can't help but moan at the sight. Ava arches her back, pressing her chest closer to my face.

I lift her leg to my hip and back her against a tree. I trail my tongue down her cleavage, teasing one sensitive nipple as my hands fumble with her jeans. I can't get them off fast enough.

Finally, her jeans pool around her ankles, revealing her matching, lacy panties, drenched with her arousal. Ava's cheeks flush a delicious shade of pink, but she doesn't try to hide herself from me. Instead, she bites her lip, a look of wanton desire in her eyes.

"You're so beautiful," I murmur, before I sweep my tongue across her heated slit, eliciting a gasp from her.

Ava's hands twist in my hair as I feast on her, teasing her swollen folds, drinking her in like I've been thirsty my entire life. She tastes like ambrosia.

I can’t take it anymore, and I pull my cock from my pants. The way Ava’s eyes widen as she takes in my swollen length only serves to heighten my arousal.

I hold her eyes as I jack off. I don’t mean to go all the way, but before I can control myself, I feel my cum shooting up my stalk.

I grab Ava’s shirt and pull it up as I aim myself at her stomach. I groan as white, sticky ropes pulse from my swollen head, landing on Ava’s soft skin and trickling down to her belly button.

Ava gasps as my hot seed splatters across her smooth stomach. Her eyes are wide with surprise and dark with desire as she watches me mark her creamy skin.

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