Page 46 of In the Cover of Darkness

I lose all control then and I press my body against hers, rutting like a beast unleashed. Her moans become louder as I feel her get close, her pussy clenching all around me.

“Come with me,” I groan, as I keep pounding into her, firmly rubbing her clit now. Within seconds she comes undone around me, screaming my name out to the valley below. Almost instantly I follow her over, slowing my pace, making sure I get everything from her orgasm.

The empty car park echoes our heavy breathing as we come back to reality. Still pinning her against the truck, still inside her, I'm speechless as I process what just happened.

“Are you okay?” I asked tentatively. “I lost control for a bit there and I … it got a bit intense.”

Running her fingers through my hair, I close my eyes to her touch, not wanting to break our connection.

“That was … by far … the best fuck I've ever had,” she says between breaths.

Chuckling, I can't help but say, “Who are you and what have you done with my beautiful sunshine? I thought women want tomake love, and have sunset walks, candlelit dinners, you know?”

“We do. We definitely want all of that. But sometimes; sometimes we all just want a good hard fuck, and this was one of those times,” she says laughing and pulling me into a kiss.

Reluctantly I put her down, sliding out of her. The immediate loss is noticeable. Quickly taking care of the condom, and tucking myself back in my pants, I pull her into me, kissing her again slowly, taking my time to explore her mouth.

“I don't want to go back just yet,” she says, “can we just sit in the bed of the truck for a while.”

Giving her a quick peck in agreement, I start taking the cover off the back when she suddenly says. “Is that a bed?”

Staring at her, open mouthed. I nod. I can't believe I forgot I put a mattress in there. Reaching up and scratching the back of my head, I explained, “I was planning on surprising you in a couple of days. When you said the other day that it's been yearssince you went out to dinner, I realised that I never asked you out on a date. We just fell into this natural rhythm and, well, I want to date you.”

“What did you have planned?” she says, as she pulls a large duffel bag toward her, one of four that I put in here. I moved to stand behind her, pulling the bag from her hands and unzipping it. Starting to pull out blankets and place them on the mattress.

“I wanted to take you out for a picnic dinner and stargaze for a while. I guess looking at this now, I can see it was a little suggestive,” I laugh, “but I swear I was hoping we would snack on some food, cuddle and maybe see a shooting star or something.”

“Can we do it now? I mean we don't have snacks but I'd love to sit here with you for a while.”

“Yeah, baby, we can do that for as long as you want,” I say as I move to open the other bags, taking more blankets and pillows out.

Chapter 34 - Mila

Glory Box - Portishead ?

"You have a hundred blankets here. Did you leave anything for Ace in case he needed them?” I ask, as I snuggle into his side. We are sitting in the back of the truck, surrounded by pillows and blankets and I have never felt so content, happy and in love. I'm in love. Without a shadow of a doubt, I am in love with Dante Carter.

“I can, with confidence, say, I did not think of Ace when I took every blanket in the house I could find. I just wanted you to be warm enough so we could stay out here as long as you wanted.”

There is a single street lamp at the start of the mountain tunnel down to Woodman, and the light barely touches where we are parked. Other than several scattered clouds, it is a particularly still night, and you can see the mountain peaks glowing with snow that is yet to melt. The air is crisp and cold because we are in that awkward time of year where the nights are cold, but during the day when you stand in the sun, you're warm, even hot sometimes.

“Baby, I’m sorry about tonight. I was being a jackass. I just really want you to know that I am sorry,” he says softly.

Adjusting my position so I'm facing him better, I reach out and gently place my hand on his chest.

“Thank you. I understand and I don't want you to keep having to apologise for it. Yes, you were a dick, and yes, I will randomly bring this up in ten years when we have an argument, but for now, can we talk about something different.”

Leaning in, he gives me a soft kiss, grinning as he pulls away.

“You said we were still together in ten years. What else do you see happening by then?”

Laughing and moving back so I'm nestled into his side again, I sigh, looking out to the mountains and the stars.

"I never really let myself think about the future too much before, but with you, in ten years' time, I see the house we've built together. I see happiness. I see wedding anniversaries and children. I see love and commitment, support and understanding. The whole white picket fence scenario, I guess. How about you, what do you see in ten years?"

“That was perfect. I want all of that with you.”

Moving again, I straddle him, wrapping a blanket around my shoulders. Gasping and fluttering my eyelashes, I attempt my best southern accent which comes out sounding more Australian. "Mr Carter, Sir. Are you saying that you want to be my boyfriend?"

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