Page 85 of I'm Not in Love (I Promise)

Shadows dance along the trunks while I make my way deeper into the dense woods. There’s countless places to hide, but I know Blake wants to be found as much as I want to find her. My ears perk up as a faint rustling noise comes from a few feet ahead. The air shifts and I still, watching for any slightmovement. Any good hunter knows that patience is key. Waiting for your prey to make their move, letting them get caught in your sight. The thrill is nothing short of euphoric.

A flash of dark hair catches the corner of my eye. I whirl, pulse pounding, and sprint toward Blake’s retreating form. Her breathless laughter rides the breeze, mixing with the crunch of fallen leaves beneath her feet. I weave through trees and fallen branches, keeping her an arm’s length away. “Did you think I wasn’t going to find you, baby? You can’t hide from me, I’ll always find you.”

“Then catch me, Freddy,” she taunts, panting for air.

I up my pace and snag her waist, swinging her into my arms. She’s giggling between breaths. “Got you, bad girl. Now what should I do with my prize?”

Lifting her higher, I drape her around my neck with her legs dangling to one side and my hand securely holding her ass. “Damon, oh my God. Don’t drop me.”

I slap her ass with a nice flat palm, reveling in the echo. “Say something like that again and I’ll have to punish you.” A suggestive groan leaves her lips, so I do it again. “You like that? Does it make you nice and wet for me?”

“Mhm.”

Desperate to sink inside her, I lift her from my shoulders and pin her back against the nearest tree. With one hand braced on the rough bark above her head, I tip her chin up, pull my mask so my mouth is visible, and speak softly against her full lips. “I’m giving you two seconds to get out of those clothes or I’ll rip them off you.”

She releases a breath and tugs her jeans down first, followed by her shirt. I trace her curves with my palm, taking in how fucking good her skin feels against mine. “That’s my good girl, ready to get fucked against this tree like a little slut.”

“Oh, God,” she gasps.

I tear her underwear at the seam, smiling as they fall to the forest floor. Cupping her sopping pussy with my palm, I push her back against the tree. “Tell me again.”

“W-what?” she stutters, leaning her head against the rough bark.

I add pressure and nuzzle my face against the slope of her neck. Whispering in her ear, I say, “Tell me you love me.” I suck her soft earlobe, toying with her earrings between my teeth until she moans.

“I love you, I love you, please.” The words tumble from her lips in a desperate plea.

Yanking my pants down, I stroke my length with my free hand. Blake reaches down, pushing my hand away and taking over the movement. “Not yet, needy girl. You come first.”

I get on my knees in front of her, which is exactly where I should be. As I’m about to pull my mask off, she stops me with a hand on my face. “Keep it on.” She rolls it up to my nose as I chuckle.

“So demanding.” I open her legs wider to accommodate my size, and ghost my lips over her pussy. “I pretty much grew up in forests just like this one. You know what that means?”

“No idea.” She juts her hips forward but I hold her still.

“It means I finally get to fuck the woman I love in the place I call home. You want to know the best part about my home, Angel?” I glide a finger through her slick folds, toying with her while I wait for her response.

“What?” she asks, breathless and desperate, making me throb with need.

“You can scream as loud as you want and no one will hear you.” I spread her with my fingers and delve my tongue against her clit.

Her legs tremble as she moans into the open air. She tastes so goddamn good, I could come right here and now. I lapher clit, increasing my pressure but keeping the same delicious pace until she’s bucking her hips and grinding against my face. “That’s it, baby. Take what you want. Ride my face. Come all over it.”

I plunge a finger inside her, curling it and matching the pace of her hips as her legs tense and shake. “Oh, God, I’m so close.”

Flicking faster, I feel her orgasm building to a beautiful crescendo. Her muscles suck my finger tight as her clit pulses against my tongue. “Scream for me.”

Diving back in, I suck her clit between my lips as she comes, screaming my name against the cool breeze. I lap up every drip of her delicious come, fucking her greedy pussy with my finger until she’s barely able to stand.

“Please, Damon… I can’t.” As her legs give out, I scoop her into my arms, pinning her against the tree.

“Wrap your legs around me. I’m not done with you yet.” I tease her entrance with my cock, sliding myself between her drenched lips until we’re aligned just right. “Does your back hurt?” I ask, remembering her skin is pinned against the grooved bark.

“A little,” she answers, still panting.

“Good. I want you to feel it for days and remember how you took my cock like this. I want you to lose your voice from crying out my name. Fuck, Blake… I need my cum dripping from these soaked thighs right now.”

I hoist her up and slam into her slick pussy like she was made to take me. She’s so damn tight, so perfect. I pump into her, gripping her ass hard enough to leave bruised fingerprints on her skin.

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