Chapter 25

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Crash returned to camp just after supper, and Cisco gave over the job of kid-vigilance to him. It was time for some investigating.

Cisco scoured the kitchen, first, coming up empty handed. There was nothing suspicious in any corner of the vast, and very clean space. Mrs. S stood by while he did his inspection, answering any questions he had, and when he was finally finished and told her everything looked fine, she let out a robust sigh of relief.

"I didn't think it was anything I did," she heaved.

"That was never a question," Cisco assured her, coming over to give her a quick hug. "There was always the possibility that someone had snuck in and tampered with things here, but it doesn't seem like that's the case, either. Besides, knowing that the snack bags were specifically assigned to individuals then put into backpacks, already had me ninety-nine percent sure the sabotage was done later."

"So what now?" she asked.

"Now, I go further afield. I check ten cabins, public spaces, the woods, hoping I find some kind of evidence." He looked at his watch. "The kids' evening program is just about to start, so I'll check their living quarters while their busy, then wait until the hour has wrapped up and the kids are in for the night to do more sleuthing."

"Not just one hour," Mrs. S informed him. "Adeline is doing a sing-along tonight, and Crash has promised a magic show after that, so things will go long. Probably closer to two hours. Which means there'll be plenty of time for you to join the fun after you're finished with your search."

Cisco thought about it for a second, then grinned and shook his head. "Nah. Since Hilly isn't running things for once, I might try to convince her to…go for a walk."

Mrs. S snorted. "Hah. Is that what you kids are calling it these days?"

Cisco only smirked. There was no need to confirm or deny her assertion. And even though Cisco hadn't made any big moves yet, he could dream.

She put a hand to his cheek. "Just have fun, dear. And make sure Hilly does, too. That girl works too hard and worries too much. She needs the kind of break I know you can give her." She winked. "I'll make sure no one comes looking for you."

"Thanks Ellen," he chortled, giving her one more hug before heading out the door.

Nearly an hour later, Cisco, much to his frustration, hadn't found anything in the sparsely furnished cabins. He'd looked between bunks, under mattresses, and had quickly but completely gone through each campers' duffle. He'd found nothing suspicious, anywhere, except contraband candy, and none of it was peanut based.

He'd stop for now, but later he'd go through all the periphery buildings, as well as the woods.

Cisco walked toward the sound of singing, scanning the gathering and immediately recognizing Hilly on the periphery of the group. Cisco skirted everyone else, and came up behind her.

"Hey, beautiful."

She jumped. "Oh. Cisco. You scared me," she exclaimed quietly.

"Sorry. I didn't want to disturb the show. But I was wondering…"

"What?" Hilly turned to face him with something he hadn't seen before in her eyes. He'd say it was the confidence she normally exhibited in her work, but that she'd never displayed around him, alone. Her posture, too, was telling a new story. One he thought he might like.

"Uh, would you like to take a walk?"

Much to Cisco's surprise, Hilly took his hand and pulled him several yards into the trees.

"I don't want to walk," she clipped.

His heart fell.

Crap. Was she going to tell him to buzz-off? Was she giving him the old heave-ho?

"You don't?" he managed to choke out.

"Nope," she stated. "Look over there," she added cryptically, canting her head back to the performance that Adeline was giving.

He did as ordered. "Yeah. I see her. Adeline. She has a great voice."

"Who's next to her?"

"Uh, Crash, who I understand is going to do a magic show."

"And?"

"And Buffy." Cisco was able to conjure a small chuckle. "It looks like she's decked out to be Crash's lovely assistant, with Coco and Nel as her helpers."

"Which means…?" Hilly urged.

"Which means the kids will have a good time?"

Where was she going with this, and what did it have to do with his proposed walk?

"Which means everyone is tied up for at least another hour," she told him tartly.

Cisco wondered if he'd drifted into an alternate universe. Was it possible Hilly was suggesting…?

Cisco coughed. "You, uh, may have to spell it out for me, Hill."

She gave an exasperated huff and crossed her arms over her chest, her poise draining away, her gaze dropping to her feet. "Seriously, Cisco? I thought you were smarter than that."

He could see Hilly backing off, and if he didn't step up and take a pretty big leap of faith, he could lose an opportunity she might or might not have just handed to him.

"Are you, uh, suggesting we go back to your cabin?"

Even from his viewpoint of the top of her head, Cisco could see the blush move into the part in her hair.

She mumbled something he couldn't hear, but he wasn't waiting for another sign. Cisco picked up Hilly's hand and tugged her farther into the trees. "Look at me, Hilly," he demanded gruffly.

Her pretty blue eyes rose to meet his.

"I'd like nothing better than to go back to your cabin, if that's what you're saying. But I don't want to overstep. I've been taking us slowly because I know you've had doubts about how you felt in the past, and how serious I am."

"Us," she repeated softly, then cleared her throat. "I have, actually," she admitted. "But I've…changed my mind." He saw her drag in a big gulp of air. "I… I decided you're far too hot not to take advantage of while I still have the opportunity," she told him honestly, lifting her stubborn little chin in the process.

Cisco grinned. "You think I'm hot? And you want to take advantage?"

His cock stirred.

"Oh please." She snorted. "You've heard that hundreds of times before."

"Maybe," he admitted. "But never from you." His response was dead serious. "And you mean more to me than any woman who's ever said it. I promise."

Her face took on a hopeful, yet still doubtful cast that made Cisco's heart break. He needed to grow a pair, right the hell now. "I'm serious, Hilly. I've… There's…" Dammit. He'd never said this before, and it was difficult. Cisco spit things out, quickly. "I think I'm falling for you."

Her pretty mouth dropped open, but she caught herself mid-gape, and snapped it shut.

When she looked everywhere but at him, shifted her feet and didn't respond, Cisco began to have doubts. Had he read her wrong? Had she simply been angling for a quick tumble? It didn't jibe with the Hilly he'd come to know, but…

"I'm falling for you, too," she cut through his fog.

But in what should have been a very happy moment, a single tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Cisco reached out with his finger and caught it.

"If that's the case," he asked gently, "then why are you crying?"

"I'm scared." Her small voice trembled. "I've been dancing around my feelings for you for weeks now, afraid if I acknowledge them fully, I'll get hurt when you eventually say goodbye."

Cisco slowly backed her up against a tree, and raised her palm to his chest.

Her fingers flexed on his pec.

"Do you feel that, Hilly? That's my heart, beating overtime for you. And this?" He gently rocked his hips into her belly, letting her feel his cock, which had responded with enthusiasm to the situation. "It's been giving me endless shit about keeping things G-rated."

Still, he had to hear her issue her invitation again. "So, with those things in mind, do you still want to bring me back to your cabin? Because once you do, you're mine, Hilly. And I'm not letting you go."

Her breath came in quick gasps. "You sound…serious. Like you really know."

"I've known for a while," he rasped.

Unable to hold back any longer, he leaned forward and took her mouth in a hard, insistent kiss.

When Hilly didn't pull back, but poked her tongue out to lick the seam of his mouth, he had his answer. She was all in as well.

"Thank fuck, Hilly," he growled, pulling back with a great effort. "I don't know what I would have done if you told me this thing between us wasn't happening."

A smile tipped her lips upward, but their slight wobble told him he still had work to do to make her realize he was dead serious. It would take time, but he'd remind her over, and over, for as long as it took for her to finally get it, that she was worthy, and that they were meant for each other.

"I want you, Cisco," she said bravely, reaching for his hand. "Let's go."

She didn't have to tell him twice.

Was it hours, or only seconds later when they reached Hilly's cabin? Cisco didn't know. His anticipation was so high, he had no concept of time. All he knew was, when the door finally closed behind them, Hilly was already working the buttons of his shirt, tugging the cotton material down off his shoulders.

"I love your chest," she rasped, lowering her head, and nipping at his skin. "You're all muscle."

Cisco groaned, his hands heading right for the snap on her shorts. "And you're all softness," he told her, stroking the smooth skin of her belly after he popped it open. He swiftly lowered her zipper. "I've dreamed about touching you like this."

"Then touch," she encouraged, hastening his agenda by slipping her cutoffs and panties down her legs and kicking them away.

Cisco pulled back for a moment and just stared. "Gorgeous," he hissed, but when she reached for the hem of her shirt, he stopped her. "Uh, uh. I'm doing the rest."

"Hurry then," she pleaded with an anxious hiss. "I need you."

Those were going to be Cisco's new favorite words. But for now, he didn't want to hear her beg. Nope. He wouldn't be slow and teasing…this time, because he was too close to detonation himself. Especially once he drew off her shirt and got an eyeful of the sexy, navy blue, lacey bra she wore underneath. He nuzzled one nipple through the material, and it hardened beneath his lips.

Spectacular .

"Take my cock out, Hilly." He gruffed, continuing to kiss each peak in turn, but he had to clench his jaw when she attacked his zipper with eager fingers. When her warm palm finally wrapped around his girth, he let out a groan. "Yes."

Cisco was more than ready to pick Hilly up and impale her on his thick shaft in one hard thrust. But…he didn't want to scare her.

"Where, Hilly?" he asked, not recognizing his own voice.

"Where?" she asked, a little distractedly as she peppered kisses down his neck.

"Yeah. Against the wall? On the table? In your bed?"

He watched as she raised her head to him, her eyes darkening.

"I've never had wall sex before." She licked her lips.

Cisco growled. "Wall it is."

In one move, he filled both hands with her ass, and with his engorged cock sandwiched between them, hoisted her until her legs surrounded him. Her wet heat slipped up against his ready dick, and he nearly stumbled as he walked them toward the wall.

The wall…

Cisco stopped.

He groaned.

"What?" Hilly asked drunkenly, clearly high on body contact as she arched against him.

He couldn't help the wry moan that escaped. "Uh, Hill? Your walls are made of logs. Which means unless you want splinters in your fine ass, you're going to have to pick a different location."

Thinking she'd be disappointed; he was taken aback when her giddy laugh filled the room.

" Of course that fantasy isn't coming true," she pouted with a saucy wink. "But Cisco?"

He looked into her eyes that were now ablaze with lust.

"The real fantasy is you. Wherever you want me is good. Just…hurry." She thrust her still covered breasts into his chest.

Taking a deep breath as he continued to clutch her against him, Cisco took a few, unsteady steps toward Hilly's kitchen area, then eased his ass down onto the nearest straight-backed chair.

"How's this?" he asked, gritting his teeth. Her pussy had opened up around his girth like the petals of a flower, enveloping him in heat, and he could smell her heady aroma as her effluent oozed out and onto them both.

Without answering, she dropped her feet to the floor, and gaining leverage, hoisted herself higher onto his lap.

Yes! He had his answer.

As if they'd orchestrated the move a thousand times, Cisco grabbed the base of his cock and held it still as she slowly lowered.

Entering her for the first time was a journey he'd never forget.

They both groaned.

"So tight," Cisco strangled. "So wet."

"It's all your fault. I've been waiting for too long," she hissed back. "Now fuck me, Cisco."

He loved this bold side of Hilly, and he didn't have to be coached. His thumb went to her clit where he circled her hard little nub roughly as he began to thrust.

Everything felt so fucking good. So much better than?—

"Shit!"

He abruptly lifted Hilly, holding her just above his weeping prick.

"You…stopped?" Hilly went from siren to uncertain in the blink of an eye.

Cisco jumped to explain so she wouldn't retreat. "No condom, Hilly," he groaned. "And I don't have any on me."

He felt her body relax, and she blinked prettily as she edged her way down onto the cap of his staff again. "I'm on the pill for cramps," she told him with a sultry grin. "And I haven't had a sex partner in several years, so I'm clean."

"I'm good, too," he said chokingly. Was his head going to explode? He'd never had sex without a condom before, and from the short sample he'd just had, things were going to be epic. "I had my annual physical at work two weeks ago, and they test us for everything." His grip on her relaxed, so she could move freely.

"Then what are you waiting for, Officer Andera?" she teased.

"Not a damn thing," he grated.

He slid her down his length again, relishing her gasp as she bottomed out.

From that point on, all Cisco could do was feel. Hilly's damp skin against his. The clutch of her interior walls dragging over his sensitive flesh. Her eager mouth on his as they devoured each other.

When Cisco knew he wasn't going to be able to last another ten seconds, he managed to gasp out. "Come for me, Hilly."

He bit her lace-clad nipple and pinched her clit, rocketing up into her one final time, until…

Hilly exploded.

"Cisco!" she screamed, and her pussy convulsed around him.

He was a mere two seconds behind her, shooting off deep into her warmth, spasm after spasm seizing the base of his spine in an orgasm that defied any that had come before…

He must have blacked out for a moment, or lost his ever-loving mind, because when he came back to himself, he realized he was still, slowly working her up and down his softening cock, slick cum going everywhere.

Normally, with his mild OCD, he'd be leaping up to dispose of a condom and clean himself, but right now…

Hilly laughed, grabbed his face, and planted a robust kiss on his lips. "I hope you don't mind, but I don't think I can move. My legs feel like spaghetti," she giggled.

"Give me a minute," Cisco panted and chuckled at the same time. He loved this. Sex with humor. It was a first. "You might have killed me," he chided.

Hilly tipped her head and gave him an assessing look.

"Umm… I'm pretty sure that pulsing between my legs says you're very much alive."

Cisco gaped. Huh. His cock was still throbbing, and…getting hard again? Even swimming in his previous release?

Fucking amazing.

He gripped Hilly's waist and slowly began moving her up and down again, the wet noises coming from between them actually inflaming his libido.

"Really, Cisco? More?" Her lids lowered to half-mast and she groaned.

"If you're willing," he replied, holding her still for a moment.

"Keep moving, officer. I'm willing and able," she managed gruffly.

"Hold on then," Cisco said. "Things are about to get very messy."