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“Don’t you fucking stop!” she snarled, wanting her own orgasm, but wanting his more. “You make me come! You better make me come!”

Just the suggestion she was about to come again and the thought of fucking her to another orgasm made his own orgasm leap closer. He wasn’t going to last much longer, but maybe he could last long enough if he pushed her,
hard!

Stiles exploded into motion, his hands gripping her by her shoulders. “You’re going to come, you’re going to come,” he growled as he slammed into her, his face a mask of pleasure.

“I’m going to come,” she gasped. “Make me come, shit, make me come!”

He fought against it, straining to hold against the rising wall of pleasure, but he may as well been trying to hold back the ocean’s tide. His orgasm took him, burning through him, his body tingling as if he were being electrocuted, but he didn’t stop, couldn’t stop…and he began to roar in pleasure.

She felt him splash into her, warm and wet, the knowledge that he had come making her own orgasm leap closer. She reached for it, wanting it, but it danced just out of her reach as Stiles began to cry out.

“Harder,” she grunted, straining for her release. “Fuck me harder, I’m going to come.”

He was burning, his never-ending orgasm twisting him up. He needed to stop, but the darkness drove him, the need to satisfy his woman pushing him beyond himself.

Stiles began to twist and move under her, crying out again as his orgasm ravaged him. He had fucked her through his orgasm before, an experience that he later described as exhilarating and painful at the same time. Knowing what he was going through, the searing pleasure that touched the threshold of pain, knowing he wouldn’t stop and would fuck her until his heart burst if he had to thrilled her, and her orgasm drew nearer yet.

He roared again, his cock burning, the fire spreading through his limbs. He wanted to stop, needed to stop, but the darkness pushed him, refusing to allow him to yield, flogging him forward.

The sweat of his body, the mask of pain and pleasure on his face, his hard, fast and deep thrusting cock, and the knowledge that his man, the man that loved her, was giving his all for her, pushed her over the edge.

“I’m coming,” she said softly as her orgasm rolled over in a gentle wave, wrapping her in its warm folds of pleasure. Her previous orgasm was almost agonizing in its intensity, but this sweet little orgasm was like a cool drink on a hot summer day, a warm bath on a cold winter night. She sighed into it, feeling warm and loved and special in a way she never had before.

He stopped his frantic thrusting, gasping in relief, strung out from the intensity he had just experienced. Though he had probably only fucked her for a minute or two after he came, it felt like hours. She smiled at him, a tender smile as she touched his face, before she lowered herself, waiting for him to stretch to her lips again.

They kissed, slowly, gently, their fire consumed in their lovemaking. As they relaxed out of the kiss, she continued to sit on him, enjoying the feel of him inside, watching as he panted. As his breathing slowed, he smiled at her.

“I love you,” she whispered just as he smiled.

His smile grew wider, the sound of those three little words meaning more to him than he would have believed possible. “I love you, too,” he replied, and his smile grew wider still. She had beaten him to saying it the first time, and this time too, but he could say it more often. He pushed a strand of hair out of her face with a finger. “I love you more than you will ever know.”

She smiled back at him, feeling almost giddy. “I love you that much, and more,” she replied, teasing him, refusing to give him the upper hand.

“I love you more.”

“No…I love you more,” she replied, her smile about to split her face.

“No…I love you more,” he said as he tickled her briefly, making her shriek and squirm.

She rose from him, the feel of him pulling out sending a low level surge of pleasure through her. As much as she would like to go again, she was nearly spent and just wanted to be held. She held out her hand until he took it and she pulled at it. When he came to his feet, she stepped in close and placed her head on his shoulder with a deep and contented sigh.

He wrapped her up, protecting her from the chill of the house, wanting to feel her closeness. He said nothing, everything that needed saying tonight already said, prepared to stand there with her in his arms for as long as she wished.

They stood together, two becoming one, for a long time.    

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“It’s closed,” Lindy said in annoyance as they approached the gate to Pilot Mountain State Park. It was nearly dark and the big gate was down and locked.

“No it’s not,” Treble said as he squeezed the bike around the end post of the gate.

There was barely enough room, and she held onto him tight, afraid the bike would slip out from under them on the grassy slope. “We’re going to get arrested!”

“Who’s going to arrest us? You said the park was closed.”

She felt slightly sick with dread as Treble rode the bike up the steep, narrow, winding road to the park. She had been there before, and she knew there was nothing at the park except a parking lot and some walking trails around Pilot Mountain.

“We should go back,” she said as Treble twisted the bike around a particularly sharp curve.

“Relax. Trust me.”

“But what if the cops show up?”

“Then tell them I kidnapped you.”

When they reached the crest of the mountain, and the parking lot there, Treble pulled into one of many empty places and killed the engine.

“I don’t like this,” Lindy said as she sat on the silent bike.

“Okay, here’s the deal. If you want to go, tell me, and we’ll leave right now. But nobody is here and we have the entire park to ourselves. There is nothing to worry about except your imagination. Leave or stay, it’s your call, but I warn you, if we leave, you are going be sorry.”

“There is nothing here!”

“Have you been here before?”

“Yes!”

“At night?”

“Well, no. The park closes at night, I guess to keep people from falling of the mountain in the dark.”

“Probably. So how do you know there is nothing here to see?”

Lindy fumed a moment as she sat on the bike.
Now is the time to enjoy life…Everything will be so new and exciting for you…Now is the time to enjoy life…
“If I get my ass thrown in jail, you have to post my bail!” she barked as she dismounted the bike.

Treble chuckled and leaned the bike over onto the stand. “You got it.”

They removed their helmets then Treble spent a moment undoing a pack that had been strapped to the back of the Harley. He led her to a grassy slope to the side of the parking lot that overlooked the valley below. He sat the small cooler on the ground and unrolled a couple of blankets before kicking his boots off and sitting down. The sun was just below the horizon, and Lindy had to admit the sky was spectacular.

“Nice,” she finally admitted as she removed her own shoes and joined him on the blanket. The blanket was thick and springy feeling from the grassy underneath as she stepped across and settled beside him.

“Not bad,” he admitted as he handed her a sandwich and a beer from the cooler. She took the items, less than impressed with dinner. “We didn’t come here for the food,” he said with another panty wetting smile, picking up on her lack of enthusiasm.

As the sun settled farther behind the horizon, the lights below began appear. Pilot Mountain was located in a rural but well developed part of the state, and the area below began to sparkle like jewels as the darkness increased. She finished her sandwich, but nursed her beer. She didn’t care for the taste, but it was that or nothing.

“Why?” she finally asked as the darkness thickened around them and the air cooled.

“Why what?”

“Why did you bring me here?”

“I thought you might want to see this. As I said, very few people have.”

“Because the park is closed.”

“That’s right. But sometimes you have to break the rules. Why should the park be closed just because it’s dark? If you are so stupid that you fall off the mountain in the middle of the night, maybe that is your own damn fault. We’re here in the dark, and we’re not in any danger. But look at the view. And look up,” he said, leaning back on his elbows. “Where else around here can you see something like this?”

Lindy looked up and almost gasped. The night was ablaze with stars, more than she had ever seen. “Wow…” she breathed. “I never knew there were so many stars.”

“Yeah. But because of some stupid rule, nobody gets to see it.”

“Is that why you brought me here, so I can see this?”

“That’s part of it. But it was more for me.”

“Really? How so?”

She felt him looking at her more than saw him. The night sky was awash in starlight and she could make out his outline but not his features. “I come up here sometimes when I need to get out and get some breathing room.”

She smiled. “Is this where you bring women to impress them?”

Treble chuckled. “No. You’re the first person I have brought here.”

“Oh?” she murmured, trying to not to be flattered.

“Yeah. I know it sounds like a line, but it’s true.”

“So why bring me?”

“I don’t know, actually. Maybe it is because I wanted to see the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met in the most beautiful place I know.” He sorted. “Maybe I wanted to impress you a little. Maybe I just wanted to be alone with you. I don’t know. All I know is that I thought of it after you left SkinMusic, so I decided to call you and see if you wanted to join me.”

Lindy didn’t know what to say. Ever since she met Treble she had been having that problem. “You think I am the most beautiful woman you’ve ever met?”

“Absolutely. I have been with other women that were stunning, and damned sexy, but you’re different somehow. You’re all that, but a little bit more. Maybe beautiful isn’t the right word, but it seems to fit.”

She looked around in the darkness, the lights glittering above and below, and she had to admit this was a beautiful place, the darkness hiding its flaws and exposing the beauty. She also had to admit that Treble was affecting her in ways she didn’t understand. She had ridden off with a man she had only met the night before to a place unknown, and then had broken into a state park. There was a very real chance they could go to jail, and yet she really didn’t care, and she didn’t understand
why
she didn’t care. Two days ago riskiest thing she had ever done was speeding, and now she was trespassing with a man she barely knew.

“Treble, can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Why me? If you had known I was a virgin, would you have picked me up? And why me in the first place?

“I thought I told you.”

“That’s all just a bunch of bullshit, how ‘I’m the most beautiful woman—’”

“No, it’s not,” he interrupted. “Yes, I first hit on you because you are one of the sexist women I have ever seen and you looked like an easy mark. But it didn’t take long before I figured out you were anything but easy. Shy maybe, but not easy. Then, as you loosened up, you became a lot more interesting and outgoing, but you still had some of the reserve. It was like you were comfortable in your own skin, and I liked that. You didn’t need me to prove to you how sexy and desirable you are; it was like you already knew.”

She blinked in the darkness, trying to wrap her mind around what he said. “And if you had known?”

“That you were a virgin? I don’t know. I’m glad I didn’t.”

“Why?”

Treble chucked in to the night. “Because you would have probably scared the shit out of me.”

“Why?” she asked with a smile.

“I don’t know. What if I had ruined you for life?”

“I’m a big girl, Treble. We don’t break that easily.”

“I see that. But, well, I guess I didn’t want the responsibility.”

“And now?”

“Now? Now I’m glad I did…because I got to meet the woman that was inside the girl.”

Lindy leaned back, lying down on the blanket with her hands behind her head and stared at the stars. It was fully dark, the moon not yet up, and the night sky blazed. To be compared to such beauty, even obliquely, was a tremendous compliment and ego boost. She twisted her head to the side and could make out the shadow of Treble. She could sense he was looking at her, ignoring the magnificence all around them, and she reached for him. The back of his head was exactly where she expected it to be, and she slowly pulled his lips to hers.