She Shouldnt, But She Will (19 page)

This weekend has promise after all.

* * * *

Derek glanced at Thia and then glanced again. The first look took in her flat stomach and long legs separated by a short skirt. The second was to appreciate the stretchy material of the camisole that clung to her torso and formed to her breasts with her taut nipples trying to poke holes in the thin fabric. It was all he could do to keep his eyes on where he was going as the motor home bounced along through the woods. He knew her bare bottom bouncing on the seat had to be having a good effect on her.

Bypassing the directions given at the park front gate, he watched the
GPS
unit. He wanted to remain hidden in the confines of the park, yet park as close as possible to the fire trail and back entrance to the house. According to the instrument, they still had a mile or so to go at a slow progress, and thinking of Thia’s bare bottom and taut nipples made him want to pull over right where they were and fuck her brains out.

He wondered if she wanted the same thing. He hoped so because the first thing he was going to do when he stopped was take her to the back of the motor home, expose the part of her his dick had to have, and give his balls some relief. The last three weeks had been too fucking long to go without fucking Thia.

Derek’s heart pounded, thinking of whether to put her on the table face up or face down. Either way, he’d spread her legs and fill her pussy until she came.

Which would she like best? Which would he like best?

Face up, he decided. He’d rip her camisole down the front, suck her nipples until she begged him to fuck her then he would pump her love-hole until they both exploded with pleasure.

God! Where was that damn house?

* * * *

Thia, wishing he would stop and fuck her right where they were, asked, “Derek, where are we going? You've been using the
GPS
system since we pulled off the road. Is there a special place you like to camp?”

“I am trying to get within an easy walk to the house.”

But.
What are we going to do when we get there?”

“The first thing I’m going to do is make up for the last long three weeks. I’ve got an aching in my balls you wouldn’t believe.”

Yay! He
had
missed her. “Do I have a say in this?”

He looked at her in disbelief. “Don’t tell me you don’t want it as bad as I do.”

She preened and straightened the short skirt. “A girl likes to have some say in the matter.”

“You needed to speak up sooner, sweetheart. In case you don’t recognize it, it’s getting dark, we’re in the wilds and I’m feeling pretty damn wild myself.” He ran his tongue over his lips as though he were a wolf contemplating a lamb chop. “If you could see yourself in that outfit, you’d be mighty impressed with the restraint I’ve shown in not stopping sooner and—”

“Why didn’t you?” She leaned forward to see the passenger side mirror. “I don’t see anyone behind us. In fact, I haven’t seen anyone for the last forty minutes. Are you sure we’re even still in the park? Or
California
for that matter?” She looked out of the corner of her eye to be sure he was watching, and stretched, knowing how the camisole pulled tightly across her breasts.

He slammed on the brakes. “You’re right. We’ll park right here and go farther in the morning if need be.” A short while later, he’d set the brakes, started the generator and attached the curtains to the windows.

For her part, Thia searched the refrigerator for food, bending over to do so, and exposing her butt to Derek’s hungry eyes.

“You know,” she said, stretching up higher than she needed to reach into the cabinet for plates. She felt Derek’s heated gaze on the expanse of skin between her top and waistband. “I really meant, what will we do when we reach the trail to the house? Or when we go to the house?”

“I happen to know the Oglethorpes are away. This is a chance to explore with no one around. You know, I have never wanted to be with anybody enough to bring them on a case.”

His words filled her with inordinate joy. “No, really? You mean you would jeopardize your case just to play with my body?” How flattering. “Just how much danger am I in?”

“From me? A lot. From the case? Not much. Especially if you stay here when I go to the house tomorrow.”

“I’ll get lonely if I stay here. Besides, I’ve already been there with you and lived to tell the tale. Not that I have,” she added. “Told the tale, that is.”

“Speaking of tail,” Derek growled, reaching for her. “I can wait a bit longer before eating. Stop pretending you’re concerned with getting dinner together instead of showing off your body.”

He pulled up her skirt and lifted her to the edge of the table. It caught her by surprise when he ripped the front of her camisole, but when he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, she arched her back, feeding him all he could take. First one finger then another probed her pussy but she knew she was more than ready for him.

The ripping of a foil package let her know he’d come prepared. Without wasting another second, his engorged dick found free passage into her pussy. No foreplay needed or wanted in this case. She’d already waited too long.

His large powerful hands took control of her breasts, lightly squeezing and stroking, while his mouth ate at hers. His tongue didn’t seek permission to invade her mouth just as his dick hadn’t waited to gain access to her body.

If she had harbored any thought that she was being taken with little tenderness or consideration of her feelings, such hesitations faded as Derek pushed her higher and higher until she was totally consumed by raw emotion. Her mind blanked and her body flew out of control. Without warning, colors erupted on the back of her eyelids. Her muscles pulled tight and then her body jerked as the waves of her orgasm swamped her body.

Derek’s magical fingers sought her swollen clit, prolonging the moment.

* * * *

Derek didn’t expect his reaction when he stepped back and saw Thia on the table looking every bit like she’d been taken hard. Her skirt rode her waist and the camisole fell from her breasts, destroyed. Her eyes were closed and her chest heaved from trying to find breath. Her legs dangled off the table, spread wide to expose her pussy, red from use. The sight made him want more.

She flinched when his tongue licked her pussy lips, but after a startled gasp, her body relaxed. He laved a path to her clitoris, still full and sensitive from her climax. With little pressure, he sucked the bud into his mouth where his tongue swirled around it.

“
Oh, my God!
” Her hips rose from the table but his mouth stayed with her.

He planted his hands on her butt cheeks and pressed her into his mouth. Her fingers curled around his head, massaging his scalp, combing his hair, anchoring his head. She breathed in gasps and moans. He sensed rather than felt the tiny quivers of her budding orgasm.

God damn
, his dick hardened again. Setting her butt on the table, he ripped the condom off and dug in his pocket for a second. It was harder than hell to accomplish considering his head was between Thia’s thighs, but she was worth it.

She let loose with a scream that sounded remarkably like his name and he stood long enough to position his dick at her warm pussy. Even from there he felt the shockwaves of her contractions resonate from her through the crown of his cock and all down the shaft. He drove in with one push, anxious to capture the remainder of her climax, wanting to continue it.

Once she subsided, Derek started a mind-numbing tactic of barely invading her pussy lips before pulling out, feeling her muscles close. He barely entered and immediately pulled out several times, hearing her moans get louder with each tug and push. She sat up enough to watch it happen. He stroked her tits.

“Please, Derek, fuck me.
Fuck me hard!
”

He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. “You mean like that?”

“Yes, but faster. Do me hard.”

Derek’s only thought was of Thia thrashing as he held her hips and rammed her pussy until he felt her clamp his dick. The resistance made him explode and he had no choice but to let her pussy milk him dry.

He collapsed on her. “I’m not sure I can move,” he muttered.

“I understand,” she replied. “And you know the great thing?”

“What’s that?”

“We just got here.”

* * * *

Later that night, Derek held Thia’s hand as they walked through the woods.
It’s romantic out here under the stars and leaves
, Thia thought. Then she made a wry face.
Or it would be if the guy I was with wasn’t holding a
GPS
and plotting how to trespass on private property.

She sighed.

“Did you say something?” Derek stopped, released her hand and concentrated on the piece of equipment in his hand.

“No, not me.” She tried to peer over his hand to see what he looked at. “Do you know where we are?”

“Mm-hm. Where we parked is fine. We’re close to the edge of the Oglethorpe property right now, so the hike tomorrow won’t be bad.”

The wind soughed through the trees, rattling the leaves and bringing the salty tang of ocean air. It was good sleeping weather, though Thia looked at Derek’s strong profile and hoped they wouldn’t be doing much sleeping. What was it about this man that made her become wanton with a mere glance?

“Maybe we should—”

He held up his hand to silence her and tipped his head as though listening. “Voices,” he whispered, and pointed off to his left.

She listened. He was right, there were voices and laughter. Sounded like a party out here in the middle of nowhere, and here she’d thought they were absolutely alone.

Derek held his finger to his lips. When he started moving she stayed close behind. After a time he pulled back a bit and mouthed, “There.”

Through the bushes she saw four pickup trucks. Ten men and two women, sat around a bonfire drinking beer and smoking. She touched Derek’s arm, noticing how tense he was.
Ready to spring into action if there was danger.
Knowing this, she felt safe.

“Could they be part of the drug smugglers, this close to the Oglethorpe house?” She whispered the words against his ear.

He shook his head. “They look like they’re just out having some fun away from the city.” But he maintained his stance.

Thia nodded. It appeared one of the women, a real shapely blonde, was making a friendly deal with the guys. They were chatting and laughing. What drew Thia’s attention more was the second woman. She sat quietly and wore a collar around her neck.

Derek tugged her hand, but she resisted moving. “Have you ever heard of a gangbang?” His voice was also low and close.

“No.”

“Well, this has all the earmarks. Are you sure you want to stay?”

She knew they shouldn’t spy, and that she might be shocked by what she saw, but seeing all those men and only two women was like not being able to tear your eyes from an accident on the freeway.

Giving a resigned sigh, Derek moved close behind her, his hands linked at her waist. “Okay,” he said. “But if we stay, you have to promise to be quiet no matter what you see or hear.”

She looked up, puzzled at that comment but he refused to say more.

One of the men shook hands with the shapely woman and smiled. She moved to the leashed woman and said, “Now, which of you wants to fuck Mary?” She motioned to the other woman.

Thia pressed herself closer to Derek when all of the men stood up in a cacophony of voices shouting, “Me!” and “I do!” Derek’s cock rose against her ass and she scooted closer yet.

The second woman, Mary, moved behind the deal maker and said, “Betty, look at all of those bulges in their pants. Their cocks must be huge.”

Betty used the leash attached to Mary’s collar to pull her around front. “Don’t complain. I told you when you put the strap around your neck and handed me the other end that your body would be theirs until they finished with you. They requested a very skinny woman with small breasts and red hair, and you agreed to be that woman. Now, are you a liar or are you going to keep your word?”

Mary looked at Betty. “Just try to stop me.” She began unbuttoning her blouse. The men clapped a rhythm as the front of the blouse separated, exposing Mary’s well-tanned and extremely slim figure. Thia could see the outline of her ribs except for under her petite breasts, but the men seemed pleased. Mary did, too, smiling at the attention.

The men’s rhythmic clapping got louder when her blouse slid down her skinny arms to reveal a narrow waist. The beat continued as Mary pushed her pants over her boney hips and she stood naked.

Thia couldn’t help but wince at Mary’s thighs. They were almost cylindrical, not much bigger than her knees. Her hip bones protruded on either side of a flat stomach and her mound was clearly defined. She had the shape of a tall, high-fashion model.

Betty asked, “Is this what you meant when you said you wanted a skinny one this month?” She got a thumbs up from all of the men. Mary looked again at Betty.

Betty said, “Bend over a little I need to prepare your ass.”

Mary looked surprised. “Oh God, are they really going to do that, too?”

Betty replied, “These guys like to fuck ass so it will get a good pumping tonight. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re well lubricated.”

Mary flinched when Betty greased around her asshole, but jumped away when the long nozzle attached to the lubricant tube penetrated her small opening.

“Mary, you need this.”

Mary stepped back, bent slightly, and let Betty push the nozzle in and coat her thoroughly.

“Rub your nipples,” Betty ordered. Mary did. “Now move your right hand to your pussy and stroked yourself.” Soon there was a bulge in every pair of pants watching Mary get excited. When her breathing quickened and her exposed body folded slightly, Betty pulled Mary’s hands away from their targets and held her arms up and out to the side. Now she was totally exposed. Thia thought she saw moisture glistening in the firelight as it trickled down the inside of Mary’s thighs.