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She kisses with more demand and moans, hanging her head back as I palm over her soft, little mound. “Yeah, right there. Touch me.”

“I like the sound of all that begging,” I groan, nearly seeing red. “Come on, honeybee. Tell me you have to have it.”

A slow playful grin lifts onto her face. “Honeybee?That’s cute, but I don’t know what’s happening.”

“What do you mean?”

“My body… it’s like vibrating. I need you. I felt it all day. You were working, and I was working, and I kept looking at you. You’re so,” she looks away for a moment, then back again,“so hot.”

Never in my life did I think anyone would find me‘hot.’

Lids hooded, breath heavy, I slide two fingers inside of her, thrusting back and forth slowly as I growl into the nape of her neck, scraping my teeth against her skin.

“Yeah, don’t stop!”

“Mmm,” I groan, “my little honeybee sounds good moaning.” Her pussy feels so small in my hand. I squeeze harder and shake, thrusting in and out of her as water splashes around us.

This isn’t good. The blood in my head has nearly all drained to my cock, and I’m about three seconds away from tossing her against the boulder near the shore and having my way with her.

She digs into my shoulder with one hand, her other stroking my cock beneath the water. “You’re huge.”

“And you’re so tight and wet,” I growl. “I bet you taste amazing.” I thrust in and out of her tight little channel, salivating, desperate to taste her, desperate to sink into her, desperate to fill her up and coat her with my seed.

“Yeah?” she pants, pushing up against my touch. I have no idea how long we’ve been going at it. The world has frozen around us. I’ve stopped seeing the water, stopped feeling the cold, stopped hearing the crickets. My entire existence is focused on this moment, on Zoe’s body.

“I need to get you out of here.” I lean into her ear, my voice low as I say, “I need to feel you.”

Her gaze meets mine. “I need that too, so badly. Take me to your truck. No… that’s a mile hike. I won’t make it.” She pants as she says, “Fuck me here, on the rocks!”

It’s tempting. I’ve been thinking about it. I’d love to drag her soft little body up onto the rocky shore and fuck her wild and free until her thighs are quivering and her noises disturb the still of the night, but I think I’d regret it.

“I don’t want to start things off like that. You deserve better.”

“I need you! I can’t wait! Please!”

I never knew I was so turned on by pleading. Turns out, I am.

Reluctantly, I pull my fingers from her warm frame and lift her from the water, carrying her toward the shore before taking off my shirt to lay it over the rocky shoreline. It’s not perfect, but I don’t care. I can barely see straight. I can barely think. The fact that this caveman version of me got his shirt off is a miracle. Never mind the fact that we don’t have a condom… but we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.

I grip the waist of her soaking leggings and begin to tug.

“Oh look, Peggy the Pirate is trying to bury something.” I hear the words, but I don’t see where they’re coming from. There are too many shadows cast against the water and the woods.

Zoe stares up at me, her cheeks red, her mouth open as she says, “We need to go.”

I lift off her curved frame and help her up from the stoney shoreline as I notice three young men walking toward us. I’d say they’re in their early twenties given their patchy beards and oversized hoodies.

I don’t have to ask who they are. I know this is her ex and the asshole friends she told me about a while back. No one else could be so cruel.

“It’s okay,” I hold her shoulders and stare down at her, “I’ll take care of it.”

“I don’t want you to take care of it. I want to go.” There’s urgency in her tone that hadn’t been there before. “Come on.”

“No. He’s not talking to you like that.”

“Please!” There’s a begging in her eyes that’s nearly tearful, and I feel bad, but I won’t be here in two days. I can’t walk away knowing these assholes haven’t learned their lesson.

“Zoe, Zoe, Zoe,” the boy says, circling my girl. “You’re soaking wet. Didn’t you know you have to kick when you swim?”

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