Page 29 of No Escape

Sarah knew it was coming, but instead of twisting away she met him halfway. She opened her mouth beneath his, encountering the thrust of his tongue and welcoming the instant rush of sensation exploding through her body. Allowing him to kiss her was a mistake, but she was more than curious. He made her feel alive inside.

His possession was surprisingly gentle, so unlike the rough-cut contours of the man she’d grown accustomed to. He easily drew a shameless response from her. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Sarah was almost disappointed that she wasn’t disappointed. Clint’s kiss opened up an array of tiny explosions through her love-starved body, frightening in its intensity.

She moaned with pleasure when his hands glided down her arms in a rough caress. Bringing her wrists together at the small of her back forced her to arch against him even more. His mouth left hers and the next thing Sarah knew was the feel of rough velvet against her throat as he traced a path to her collarbone with his tongue. Her breasts swelled with aching desire against his chest, pleading for attention. She wanted his hands on them, his mouth.

When his hand glided up her ribcage and closed over her sensitive flesh, her knees buckled. A low growl erupted from his throat in response to her soft cry. They sounded raw and untamed, as if two animals were mating beneath the cover of darkness.

“Oh!” The cry escaped her before she could stop it, revealing her hunger.

“I’m a fool for touching you,” he said gruffly. “Because now I want more…”

Sarah didn’t mind the liberties Clint was taking. He made her feel like a desirable woman. Little sounds of pleasure passed between her lips and she arched into him again and again, letting the hunger of her body control her actions. Her movements were designed to show him she liked what he was doing. She wanted to drive him beyond control.

He took both her wrists in one hand, his other glided down the curve of Sarah’s side and the flare of her hip to the waistband of her panties, hesitating. “All I wanted was a fucking kiss, something to ease the lust in my blood,” Clint growled.

Releasing her hands, he took hold of Sarah’s hips and thrust his hard cock between her thighs, the thin barrier of her silk panties preventing him from entering her body, but providing them both with enough pleasure to satisfy them for the moment. His actions drove Sarah wild. Her nails bit into his shoulders as their mutual moans of pleasure filled the cave. Her response seemed to fire Clint’s own needs, and he slammed his mouth down on hers, taking her breath away with a kiss that burned a fire to her very soul.

She felt his hand curl around the elastic of her panties and shuddered violently, silently begging him to follow through with his obvious intentions. Thoughts of making love with Clint fueled a lust inside her she didn’t know existed. It made her lose control, and her hand slid down his body until she reached his extended cock. She hesitated, unsure.

Do I dare? This wasn’t like her at all. She shuddered again, acknowledging the delicious warmth slipping down the inside of her thighs. Something in her shiver caused him to stiffen. Had he misinterpreted it for something else? He released her slowly. She felt him withdrawing mentally.

“Nooooooo…” Her drawn out groan of protest echoed around them. He couldn’t be pulling away! Her desire for more pushed her into reaching for the hard throbbing shaft between his legs.

“Fuck!” It was obvious by his savage response he hadn’t expected her to do that.

“Exactly what I was thinking!”

Sarah didn’t care what he wanted or thought at that moment. She was beyond rationality. She had a pulsing, hard cock in her hand and the heat radiating off it released an inferno in her blood. He was big, and long, steel encased in soft velvet. Her hand moved over his flesh, exploring the ridges, and thickness, the smooth head.

Doesn’t he understand I need this? Needed to feel alive?

Words eluded her but somehow Sarah had to make him understand her needs. His rock hard cock revealed Clint’s own hunger. The setting was darkly intimate, almost perfect. With the light of the moon shining down upon them and the occasional sounds of jungle predators beyond the safety of the cave—primitive music that fed their lust.

Her caressing hand slipped beneath the base of his shaft to cup his balls. He sucked in his breath, a hand twisting in her hair and pulling her head back. Breathing escalating, Sarah welcomed his rough mouth against her neck as his hands made quick work of removing her bra and panties. Before she could draw another breath, she was naked and Clint was pulling her down to the ground with him.

God Yes! Her mind screamed, as she found herself on top of the hard mercenary, breast to chest, his cock sliding between her quivering thighs. Not entering her, but slicing between her swollen lips and over her throbbing clit. Sarah released a little cry of breathless anticipation, ready to explode. Clint’s hands explored her body with rough passion, fingers teasing forbidden places until she was squirming against him with mindless pleasure.

“Please…” she took his lower lip between her teeth and gave it a sharp bite. “…fuck me!”

Growling, Clint thrust his hips off the ground with reaction. Then his hands were against Sarah’s waist, and he was forcing her to sit up. When he raised her body and positioned her above his cock, she knew what to do. She reached between them and guided his shaft into the waiting, dripping folds of her pussy. With a groan of hunger, Clint raised his hips again, at the same time lowering her and impaling her fully.

“Ohmygod!” Sarah trembled wildly, closed her eyes and savored the moment of being filled so completely. The months of abstinence were erased with that single plunge and the hard, throbbing flesh inside her. She arched back and slowly began to move. The urge to go faster was overpowered by the need to keep it slow and enjoy every second.

Clint’s low groans of obvious pleasure were her reward. “Shit, you’re so fucking tight!” His hands caressed her swaying breasts as she moved up and down his shaft.

A soft laugh escaped Sarah. “Complaining?”

“Fuck no.” One hand left her breast to tangle in her hair. He pulled Sarah down and kissed her. She parted her lips immediately to allow his warm tongue inside. A mistake. Their intimate kiss turned rough and needy, taking control of their movements. With every thrust of Clint’s cock, Sarah’s body rushed closer to a building climax.

Instinctively knowing he was close, too, she ran her hands over his chest and tweaked his nipples. Then tore away from his kiss to place her mouth on the tortured nubs. Smiling around the protuberance she was tonguing when Clint sucked in his breath and shuddered beneath her. His hips began to move with purpose and Sarah welcomed every thrust. But when his hand moved to the wet curls between her legs and his finger easily manipulated her clit, she knew it was over.

Crying out with pleasure, she rode Clint fast and hard. Managing to remain just ahead of the explosion rolling through her body, until the wave caught up and overpowered her. At the same time she climaxed, a powerful stream of cum filled her womb. Clint clutched Sarah to him as his cock continued to release into her body and together they collapsed, out of breath.

As soon as her body calmed down, Sarah’s breathing returned to normal. The dawning at what she’d invited invaded her thoughts; she was immediately ashamed of herself. Only she felt too damn good to question how she’d let a man like Clint make love to her. Exhaustion of a different kind kept her lying on top of him, silently thanking him for his consideration. No doubt the ground was rough and hard beneath him.

“Let’s get you back to the fire so you can get warm.” His tone was back to normal, and there was something else reflected there. Was he sorry about what happened between us?

Sarah didn’t need warming up. In fact, she was thinking about the waterfall at the mouth of the cave, and the cooling affect it would have on her over-warm body. An unexpected stirring in Clint’s body brought her back to reality fast. She pulled back and glanced down at him with mild surprise.

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