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More questions than answers when it came to the mystery of what occurred in the basement. “Nothing as far as I’m aware, but how did your glasses get broken? Did he hurt you-?”

“No,” she interrupted, releasing a deep sigh as if the stress was wearing her down. “Please drop it.”

“No problem,” I replied because this wasn’t the vibe I wanted for a naked night swim, so changing the subject was a welcome reprieve.

I turned down the isolated country road as the horizon became suffocated by trees, making it even darker. Then, I found the stony road and turned onto it, driving as far as I could before striking the edge of the forest.

“Ready?” I asked, reaching behind for the towels, then popped the trunk to take out the spotlight. I was good at mapping through this forest to the river on the other side, but not so good in the dark.

“Yes,” she squealed in excitement and looped her arm in mine, and I couldn’t stop smiling at how much I enjoyed her company. But this was our little secret, a common thread that bound us together.

“I hope you’re not too tired after a long, busy shift,” I said quietly as dried leaves crunched beneath our feet and I flicked the spotlight on to guide our way.

“The cold water will wake me again,” she said breathlessly as I led her through the narrow opening. I pointed the light to the ground to highlight potential hazards, such as roots and stones.

I heard a car in the distance, but it was too far away to worry about. I deliberated going back and grabbing my gun, but changed my mind. The last thing I wanted was a third party to join us, perving at us from the cover of the trees, like I did to Riley.

I knew the path well as I’d come down here hundreds of times on my days off to swim in the spring or lie about in the forest, relaxing or fishing in the river. It was my solace where I could unwind, until that day when I found Riley here. Life changed from that point in more than one way.

“I can hear it,” she whispered. “I can hear the water flowing.”

Insects attracted by the spotlight darted before us, while a fat moth smacked me in the forehead, then bounced off. Riley must have better hearing than I because I didn’t hear the water flowing until I turned around a bend, closer to our destination.

The cool scent of pine needles and decaying wood rose with every crashing footstep as my girl gripped me tighter, becoming electrified when she dipped her toes. Being with Riley put me on a high, and my back felt straighter, shoulders broader as testosterone pumped into my bloodstream.

Our bodies were pressed together as we weaved through trees, and she had to jog to keep up with my longer strides. The scent of her shampoo rose into my senses, and I inhaled her in as the warmth of her body pressed against mine. It’s going to take every ounce of strength that I have not to run my hands all over her naked body, but I knew that once I touched her, it would be over. My objective was to make her happy, so she felt alive and exhilarated, so all the world’s problems rolled off her back.

We turned down another bend, and the forest opened to a clearing with our freshwater spring. The waterfall sprays tiny sparks caught by the spotlight. I led her to the boulder at the far side of the pool and shone the torch into the trees to ensure we were alone.

“Who are you looking for?” she asked, following my gaze.

“Just checking that there are no perverts in the midst,” I assured her, half laughing to avoid turning it into a big deal.

I placed the spotlight on the rock so it shone toward the trees rather than on the water. Then I pulled my sweatshirt off and hoped Riley would follow my lead. She seemed hesitant and a little nervous, and I assumed it was for fear that we weren’t alone.

“There’s no one there, Riley,” I assured her as she kept turning in that direction. “It’s dark on the water anyway so no one will see you.” When she still didn’t move, I placed my arm around her, pulling her close. “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”

“Okay,” she breathed against my chest as those naughty little hands glided down my bare skin and immediately my cock responded, but I had to wrangle in my desires.

I ran my hands up her sweater, and she raised her arms above her head so I could pull it off her. Then she threw off the T-shirt underneath, so she was standing there in a pale-colored bra. She then slipped her shoes off and unzipped her pants as I did the same.

Standing in the dim light in our underwear, pleased that she couldn’t see how the prominent bulge protruded at the front of my tight boxers. It might be hidden by the dark now but it will then be evident that I had an erection when I drop my jocks.

That’s all it took was for her to remove her clothes in the dark, without us even touching and my cock sprung out like a rod. I was a sucker for her.

We stood there staring at each other as her gorgeous body was cast half in shadow, and she reached up, removing her glasses, placing them gently down on the nearest rock. Lips moistened, skin prickling, butt cheeks twitching.

She looked at my face as if waiting for me to kiss her, and my breath hitched, caught in my chest. This was tougher than I thought it would be.

To avoid kissing those plump lips, I stepped back, turned away from her, and dropped my tight boxer shorts, so she couldn’t see the rod sticking out in front of me. Holding my cock to protect it, I climbed to the top of the largest boulder and jumped into the water, serenaded by her squeals.

The cold water numbed my body but awakened my senses. When I came up for air, she was still standing on the edge, dipping her bare foot.

“C’mon, Riley,” I encouraged, splashing her. “Get your clothes off.”

Under shrieks of laughter, she quickly dropped her panties, unhooked her bra, and then that gorgeous naked body plowed into the water. She gasped when she came up for air, not because she was struggling for breath, but because it was so cold.

“Oh my gosh, it’s so cold,” she giggled.

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