Page 26 of Wrecked
A few hundred feet in, just like she said, a clearing is visible. When we pass through, it’s beautiful. A huge lake, surrounded by tall trees. The animals definitely keep it well maintained, because it looks like someone has come through here keeping the growth cut low.
Dropping my backpack, I squeeze Payton’s hand. “This is unreal.”
Keeping her focus on the rushing water in front of us, she nods. “It’s so beautiful.”
Neither of us say anything, just take it all in. Glancing over at her, she looks so beautiful, so relaxed. I want to know everything about her. What are the things that keep her awake at night? What are her fears? Because seeing her like this, you’d think there are none. But last night, it was different.
Taking a shot, I go for it. “Payton, what are you scared of?”
She doesn’t look at me. Her face loses all expression as she stares at the sparkling water. “The dark.”
“You’re scared of the dark?” I ask, completely taken back by that answer.
“Everything bad that happens, happens when it’s dark,” she whispers, sadly.
Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her close. “I’ll protect you from the dark, baby.”
She simply shakes her head, holding on tighter to me. Fuck. I think my girl was hurt. That’s something I’ll be damned if I’m going to ever let that happen again.
After a long silence, I know the mood needs to be lightened. “How about some food?”
Her stomach growls, as if on cue. “I guess we should eat,” she says, laughing.
I spread the blanket out, unpack the food and drinks, and motion for her to sit down. While we eat, she tells me some of her favorite hikes, laughing like she hasn’t even thought about them in years. The more animated she gets, the more turned on I am. But, I'm pushing it aside, for now, because I just have to know more.
“How did you get into hiking?” I ask, wanting to know every detail about her.
A small smile hits her lips. “My grandma. We used to go for long walks when I was younger, exploring all the nature around us. She taught me so much from those hikes. Best memories I have.”
“Is she back in California with your Mom?”
Immediate sadness washes over her face, a look I know too well. “No. She passed away.”
Reaching out I grab her hand, giving it a squeeze. “I’m sorry. I know how painful it can be losing someone you love.”
Searching my eyes, she tilts her head. “Who did you lose, Asher?”
“My parents,” I whisper. Christ, I hate thinking about it, nevermind talking about it.
Crawling onto my lap, she wraps her arms around my neck. “Both of them? Is that why you left California?”
Nodding, I take a deep breath. “Yeah, both of them. But no, that isn’t why. I was already living in New York when I got the phone call. Being on the opposite side of the country made it that much harder.”
“Oh God,” she breathes out, grabbing onto me as if she’s afraid I’m going to run. “I’m so sorry.”
“Yeah, me too.” It’s too much. Too much pain. I need to forget.
Running my hands up her sides, I begin kissing her neck. My hands are holding onto her, my thumbs resting just where her tits begin. My thumbs slowly begin to brush against her spectacular tits, making my cock pulse.
“When, oh God,” she moans out, when I reach her hard nipples.
“When what, baby?” I whisper, biting down on her neck. I’m done talking, I need this.
Her hands fly into my hair, keeping me there. “That feels so good.”
Pulling her shirt off, I take a second to enjoy the purple bra she has on before removing it. Her skin is silky smooth under my rough palms. She lets out a soft moan when I flick my tongue over her nipple before sucking it into my mouth. I pinch the other and she arches her back.
Pushing her down, until she’s flat on her back, I continue to devour her perfect tits. Sucking, kissing, licking and biting, every bit of them. Her hips roll under me. It’s such a fucking turn on, knowing I can do this to her. The need to sink my dick into her wet pussy is taking over.
