Chapter 7

Scout

There's a large indoor pool on the lower level with a beautiful rock formation at one end. But that's not what's catching my eye.

No, the thing that's possessing my vision—heck, my entire body right now—is the gorgeous man standing in the middle of it. Orion is facing away from me, peering through the picture window at the dark forest beyond.

I hold still and drink him in. Every ridiculously gorgeous bit of him. The water comes up to his waist, but he looks like he's already been under, because his hair is dripping wet, and rivulets of water are meandering down the muscular splendor of his back. His hands are wide apart, resting on the infinity-style edge of the pool, and he looks focused. I wonder what he's thinking about. Probably wondering why he let this grubby little prepper loose in his house.

Damn, I could stare at him all night. But what if he knows I'm here? It's going to be pretty freaking weird of me to keep gawking at him and not saying anything.

I clear my throat.

He turns to face me.

The water swirls, and one of the underwater lights hits him at just the right angle, and… holy crap, he's naked again. I can just make out the long, thick shape of his cock beneath the surface.

"Hey," he says, like everything's totally normal and he didn't just catch me with my mouth hanging open.

"H-hi, I was wondering if I could take a shower," I blurt out, my cheeks warming.

He flashes that sexy smile of his. "Plenty of water right here."

I blink. "Oh… I mean, I'd better have a regular shower, to get clean and all."

"Nothing better than salt water. It's all natural." He wades over to the side of the pool and presses a button. Immediately, a waterfall starts gushing from the rockery at the far corner. "Regular shower here," he says. And in case I needed a demo, he stands right under it, tipping his head back and letting it cascade all over him.

Oh, god.

It's a sight to make a girl's clit throb out of control. The most inviting thing I've seen in my entire life.

I stand there, worrying at my lower lip.

I think about how far Orion is out of my league.

I think about being rejected by that prepper asshole. And about my dad and his obsession with my purity.

Then I think about the way Orion looks at me. Like I'm the only person who exists in the entire world.

Heart beating fast, I turn around and look for a way down to the pool. There's a spiral staircase off the side of the hallway. I follow it, treading carefully on the narrow metal steps.

Wow, I feel like I've arrived at a jungle oasis. The air is deliciously humid and there are exotic plants and vines hanging everywhere. But I only notice all this for a second before my vision lasers in on Orion.

He's stepped away from the giant rainforest shower, and he's standing, hands on hips, watching me intently.

I take a deep breath.

This is happening.

Then I unbutton my ugly shirt. I pull it off and toss it aside. I'm too embarrassed to look him in the eye, but I know he's tracking my every move. I unbuckle the too-big belt, and shove my threadbare shorts down. My underwear is an abomination, so I'm real quick tearing it off—first my bra, then my panties.

Here I am, naked in front of a man for the first time ever. Automatically, my hands rise up to cover myself.

"Scout," Orion growls.

Right away, I drop them again.

I stand, cheeks burning, pussy tingling while he scans every part of me.

"Look at me." His voice is hoarse.

I stop breathing.

Then slowly, I raise my chin.

His dark eyes are fixated on me, and the way they're glowing is almost inhuman.

A shiver runs right through me, turning my nipples into aching peaks.

"Come to me, little one."

Every word is a pulse of desire between my thighs.

As if he's gotten me hypnotized, I begin to walk toward the pool. My legs are trembling, but I force myself to keep going, keeping my hands loose at my sides.

There's a set of steps in the corner.

Don't trip, I tell myself as I walk down them slowly.

It's as warm as a bath. My pussy disappears below the surface of the water, then my belly, then my nipples. Instinctively, I start to swim.

I spread my arms and legs wide in the breaststroke. Wow, it feels so different being naked in the water. So liberating.

I'm overwhelmed with shyness as I approach Orion, but the desire in his eyes gives me confidence. I stop a couple of feet away. Below the surface of the water, I can make out the dark, thick outline of his cock. It's hard.

Because he wants me.

My feet feel for the bottom of the pool and I straighten up. But it's shallower here, and my breasts emerge from the water. My instinct is to duck down again, but a stronger force keeps me standing up straight, feeling the heat of his gaze on them. My nipples are so hard they hurt. And something tells me that only his touch will ease them.

"Better than being in the shower, huh?" he says, and the tension breaks.

I grin. And I remember that I still need to get clean.

He follows my gaze to the waterfall. "There's a natural soap in the dish there. You can use it to wash up if you need to."

"Oh—" I wade over to it, locate the dish, and an olive-green bar of soap. Orion reaches over and presses a button, and the flow of water starts up again.

I lather up my hands and get to work.

And Orion watches me.

I feel like I'm in a dream. I'm naked, in front of a naked man, with a hard on, who's unashamedly watching me wash myself.

But somehow, it feels right.

The waterfall pounds all around me, stopping me from feeling so awkward as I lather up my hands and wash my upper body. Then I wash my face; then I rub the bar all over my head and wash my hair thoroughly.

Now, I need to wash my lower half, too. I can't put it off any longer. I climb up on the steps at the side of the waterfall so the water only comes up to my knees, and I wash my legs. The band aids are staying on well—they must be waterproof. I go higher and higher, then finally I slide my hand between my thighs and soap up my pussy.

A groan breaks from Orion's throat.

My head jerks up. He's staring at me harder than ever, his massive chest rising and falling.

Oh, god.

I might be a virgin. Never been kissed, never been touched.

But this is the night of my wildest dreams and I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.

Under his hot gaze, I work my hand between my legs, letting him see everything. I've never grown a lot of hair down there, and I know my pussy lips are exposed. When I spread them a little with my fingers, he lets out another groan—ragged, helpless sounding. He's such a big, strong man, but right now, he's under my power. And it feels incredible.

Hardly knowing what I'm doing, my other hand lifts up and I cup one of my breasts, tweaking the aching nipple.

I'm so wet. A sigh escapes my lips.

Shit, am I really masturbating in front of him now?

Suddenly embarrassed, I step back into the water flow and rinse off.

I hardly dare open my eyes again.

But when I do, he's taken a step closer.

"Let me kiss you," he growls.

"Please," I manage to say.

And I'm in his arms. Pressed tight against his body. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms loop around his neck.

For a long time, he holds me like that, gazing deep into my eyes. Searchingly, like he's trying to understand something about me.

Then he presses his lips to mine.

Oh, they're so soft.

I swear I almost pass out.

He's real gentle at first, and it makes my heart lift how he's being so tender with me.

Then he angles his jaw and pushes my lips apart. I feel the touch of his tongue against my own, slick and velvety. He slides it in, and I open my mouth more, wanting it. Wanting all of him inside me.

I love the way he holds my head in his big hands as he kisses me deeper and deeper. Love how our bodies slide together, all wet and slippery.

His cock keeps pressing up against the cleft of my ass, before he jerks it away again like it's a beast he can barely keep under control. But all I can think is how much I want it inside me.

"Scout," he groans. "You drive me crazy."

I've never liked my name, but I love the way he says it. Full of passion and longing.

I let my body drop down a little, maneuvering so that his cock rubs against my pussy.

Whoa… an intense charge of heat rushes through me. And when I move my pussy up and down his cock, it happens again… and again. If this is how it feels on the outside, how's it gonna feel when it's inside me?

My pussy aches so bad. Somehow, I know that only Orion's cock will make it feel better.

Clinging tight to his broad back, I angle my entrance right over the end of his cock…

And gasp.

So big. No way that's going to fit inside me.

At the same moment, Orion jerks away from me. "Too soon, little one," he grits out.

His eyes are wild, feral with desire. And it's so darn sexy.

"But I want this." I hear the whine of need in my own voice, but I'm way beyond controlling it.

He touches his forehead to mine. "Tell me why, baby girl."

I hesitate. A few hours ago it was because I wanted to be wild and lose my "purity" to the first hot mountain man I could find. But now it's so much more than that.

I feel like he's the one. The one I'm supposed to be with.

But how can I tell him that? He's gonna think I'm crazy.

"Because I want you like I've never wanted anyone before," I say at last.

A deep grow spills from his lips.

"You want me to be your first?"

I stop breathing. "You know I'm a virgin?"

"Of course," he says, like it's real obvious.

"Oh." I bite my lip. Is it because he couldn't get inside me? Or something else? I'm too embarrassed to ask.

"I'm not going to rush things with you, Scout," he says. "I just want to make you feel real good."

I open my mouth to say I already feel pretty darn good, but he's walking me across the pool. I'm going backward, so I'm not sure what he has in mind until he gently deposits me on something smooth and sloping. It's like an in-pool lounger. When he lays me back on it, my back and ass stay in the warm water, while my upper parts break the surface.

Orion arches over me, his dark eyes raking me from head to toe. Then he dips his head and takes one of my nipples in his mouth.

His mouth is hot and hungry, sucking hard, while grazing a little with his teeth. All I can do is grip his wet hair in my fists and moan. Holy hell. It's even better than I dreamed.

He moves onto the other one, his huge hands grasping my breasts possessively. He's so good; so skillful. He must've had a ton of lovers.

And he's driving me wild.

Hardly knowing what I'm doing, I lift up my legs and hook them around his hips, needing to feel his cock against my pussy again.

His butt muscles tense, and he starts to thrust. One, two, three times… his cock slides between my lips and shoves at my entrance?—

"Scout." He draws back sharply. "I'm not gonna claim you tonight."

"Claim me?" I echo.

"Make you mine," he growls.

I go still. I thought maybe he wanted to fuck a kooky little prepper girl before sending her on her way. But claiming sounds like a whole lot more than that?

"It's not just sex," he says, like he read my mind.

"What is it?"

He strokes my face, his nostrils flaring as he slowly exhales. "It's everything. It's forever."

My mouth opens and closes. He's saying he might want to be with me forever?

How can he know that when we've only just met?

Well, I guess he knows all the worst stuff about me already.

"Tonight, I'm gonna make you come." He cups my ass and my pussy lifts up, out of the water. He stares at it intently.

"What a perfect virgin pussy," he murmurs. My legs are spread wide, and I know he can see everything, but I force myself to hold still. And the longer he looks, the wetter I get.

"It's gonna be so tight around my cock." He lowers his head and gives it a long lick.

Fuck.

"My cock is the only one it'll ever know."

Lick.

"I'm gonna stretch it out so it fits me and only me."

Lick.

"And I'm gonna claim it every single day."

Lick.

He keeps on licking me and talking to me all dirty, and I'm squirming, desperate to feel him on my clit. When he finally puts his lips around it, my hips jerk like crazy.

His tongue flicks back and forth across my swollen bud, and every so often, he plunges his tongue inside me. All I can do is tug on his hair and moan.

So good. Every little thing he does.

I start to tremble all over.

"You gonna come for me, little one?" he growls.

"Yeah?" I pant.

"That's right, come hard. Right in my face."

And I do.

He latches onto my clit again and it happens. A deep shuddering builds up in my core, and I explode. Waterfalls and rainbows and stars swirl through my body and mind while I orgasm under this gorgeous man's tongue. I cry and moan and thrash, and he doesn't quit. He keeps on licking me and licking me until he's wrung every drop of my orgasm out of me.

"Whoa," I mutter at last, my body going limp.

When I next open my eyes, Orion is looking at me with appreciation. "Wild woman," he says in an undertone. Then he gathers me up in his arms. "So fucking sexy, Scout." He kisses me softly, tenderly. I'm so relaxed, I'm barely aware that he's carrying me across the pool.

"I better get you to bed. You've had a long day."