Page 37 of No Escape

“Maybe I don’t want you.” She trembled beneath his caress, proving the opposite.

A slow grin spread across Clint’s face. “You're a fucking liar.”

She closed her eyes then and caught her breath, swaying toward him with the movement of the water. Her tits swelled in his hands, prompting Clint to wrap an arm around her waist and yank her against him for a long kiss. A kiss filled with raw passion and hunger, because that’s what Sarah made him feel. She wound her arms around his neck, bringing them intimately together like the perfect pieces of an intricate puzzle.

“Can we do this in ten minutes?” she whispered huskily against his mouth, her mouth trembling.

“Trust me,” he responded gruffly. "If I have to I can fucking do this twice in ten minutes."

Sarah’s eyes flew open when he picked her up and carried her to the bank. Clint found a soft, dry patch of soft grass away from the mud and water, beneath a tree with low-hanging branches. He laid her upon it, following her down. She met him halfway for a kiss that fueled a searing hunger between them, a fervor that spiraled rapidly out of control.

Their tongues battled furiously and their hands were busy touching and exploring everywhere at once, at first softly, then roughly, as control slipped away to be replaced with raw desires. Clint covered her body with his, but he didn’t enter her. He wanted to take his time, letting his hands travel over the dips and valleys of her supple flesh. His mouth followed the path his fingers took, leaving kisses and gentle love bites on her skin. She arched into his caresses, trembling and crying out softly.

Then it was his turn to lose his sanity. Sarah satisfied the primitive urges riding him with hands that were anything but shy. She ran her palms over his body, smoothing over his shoulders and back, tenderly touching old scars that gave evidence to the kind of life he lived. Then, as if wanting to leave her own mark, she raked her nails lightly down his back. Clint growled like a wild animal beneath her passionate attack, nearly losing control as a rolling ball of fire erupted in his gut.

He kissed her savagely, forcing Sarah deeper into the grass while sliding his fingers into the wet heat between her thighs. His actions made her wild, and she cried out against his mouth, moving her hips in wanton abandonment.

“Clint! Please…” She was all but begging him to continue, her tone exposing the raw depths of her hunger.

“What do you want, angel?” He bent his head to take a nipple in his mouth, his own breath ragged and deep. He flicked his tongue back and forth over the nub before closing his mouth over her breast. “Tell me, baby.”

In silent response, she arched her back, her hands moving to his head to hold him against her heaving breasts. She moved forward, planting little nips and kisses along his shoulders, wherever she could reach him.

Only Clint wanted her as hot as he was. “Tell me.” When she still didn’t answer, he began thrusting against her soft thigh, letting her feel the strength and heat of his desire, teasing her with sweet promises of what was to come. He was so turned on he would come, if he let his body take control. His actions had sweet repercussions. She began to thrust against his invading fingers, twisting wildly beneath him, panting heavily.

“I want…” She couldn’t seem to get the words out. In the end, all she had the breath to whisper was “Please…”

"You want to come, baby?" he asked hoarsely.

"I want your cock inside me."

Growling deeply, Clint reversed their positions in a lightning-fast move, rolling with Sarah until she was on top. “Is this what you want, angel?” He lifted her easily, positioning her over his jutting arousal, the muscles in his arms bulging with the strength it took to keep from lowering her like he wanted to.

Their eyes clashed. Sarah’s teeth caught her bottom lip. Clint moved her back and forth over the wet tip of his dick, gently teasing them both with little tastes of heaven and hell. His words came out hoarse. He closed his eyes realizing he was teasing himself to the point of release. “Is it?”

“Yes!” she whispered with intense feeling.

“And this?” Though it took great effort, Clint slowly lowered Sarah until he was buried deeply inside her welcoming body. He clenched his teeth to keep from exploding as her wet heat blanketed his aching flesh.

“Yes!” she hissed, her body quivering and convulsing above him.

“And this?” He lifted her up slowly, before lowering her again. Repeating the action several times, going as slow as he could, the muscles flexing in his arms.

“Please…” Sarah’s tone indicated she couldn’t take much more. Her expression was wild, her eyes half closed, nostrils flaring delicately. Her mouth was open.

Clint’s hands tightened against her waist as he began to guide their movements in a rapid tempo that bound them together. It was time to put an end to the teasing and give them what they both wanted. He felt it. She felt it. Feelings so exquisite they promised to consume them. He didn’t try to hold back the rush of raw sensation shooting for his loins. His hips left the ground as he rose to meet her body time and time again, in a hard and furious pace.

He closed his eyes swallowing a low groan, crushing her to him in a savage kiss while surrendering to her body. With a cry, she accepted his rough possession, collapsing against him in convulsive tremors.

Clint allowed them the luxury of a few extra minutes to catch their breath before they had to get moving. But before he let Sarah up, his hand tangled in her hair and he pulled her head back so he could look into her feverish bright eyes. He stared into those beguiling green depths, long and hard.

And knew he was in trouble.

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“What’s wrong?” Sarah asked weakly, as the silence continued. However, all Clint did was continue to stare at her. Then a muscle twitched in his lean jaw and she knew he was clenching his teeth.

Worried she was crushing him, she attempted to move, but he wrapped a muscular arm across the small of her back and held her in place. Just when she thought he was about to say something, he slanted his mouth over hers, catching her unaware in a kiss so tender and sweet it almost brought tears to her eyes. It was over before it began.

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