13. Why Can’t This Be Bad?

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The protector in me activated.On foot to Eve's place, I stayed along the bushes and tree line, keeping my light and the trigger pointed low, a sprinkle of rain still softly falling. After one big circle of her cabin, not detecting a thing, I drew closer, eyeing bear prints in the soft mud. I suspected one was here, but gone now.

Just to cover all the bases, I shined the light into each of her windows, ensuring no creature or person moved inside. When I got to the front door, it was slightly ajar. Probably from not shutting after I stole her away from here. But to be sure no one was within, I entered and stopped short at the glow from a bank of monitors and computers.

"What the actual fuck?" I stalked over to the desk, eyeballing each one displaying a certain part of the property. The entirety of them gave a perfect view of it all. This was a total head-scratcher because she should have seen a bear or anyone encroaching on her cabin. Hell, had she been creeping on me the entire time I was here?

I wasted no time, needing answers to the mysteries of Eve, searching her desktop, then her closet, her nightstand, and her dresser. The only things I found were a few more books on advanced coding, and one on AI.

She had some explaining to do. I returned to my cabin and didn't have to knock; she saw me through the window and swung the door open, flinging her arms around my neck.

"Thank God you're back. I worried about you."

My mind in complete anguish, I couldn't speak at first, unsure what to say. Her lips found mine, kissing them, swiping her tongue along them, begging entry. I let her in, because I'd been doing that since day one.

Our tongues twirled together deeper. Waves of heated desire sped through my veins, wanting to take her in my bed. Instead, I pulled away and lifted her off. "We need to talk. I saw the monitors."

"You went inside?" Her eyes doubled in size.

"Yep. I wanted to be sure no one was there. From those camera angles, you should've easily seen a bear or someone roaming outside your cabin. Care to explain?" I crossed my arms, glaring at her with an arched brow. Vexed right now, it was a toss up if I'd let her stay or kick her out.

"Well, the Wi-Fi must have kicked in after you picked me up. I swear there was nothing feeding through when I heard the noises and called you."

I scoffed and pulled my wet shirt over my head, tossing it on a chair. I grabbed a beer bottle from my fridge and twisted the cap off. "Why do you even need them? And so many for such a small campground?"

"The owners installed them earlier this year, for security reasons. Campers get rowdy or random people stop by or dock their boats and get curious and walk up to the cabins. There are several reasons to keep an eye on things."

Each one seemed plausible, and with a few gulps of my beer, I calmed a little.

"Honestly, they've been nothing but a nuisance," she explained further. "You know how spotty the Wi-Fi can be, besides I hardly ever watch them."

I squinted at her. "So you haven't been spying on me, keeping watch on my every move? I wonder if that's why sometimes you're not about when I am or if you hid that one time I came knocking to have you join me at the fire pit for roasting marshmallows."

She scoffed and shook her head, taking up her bag, and stalked toward the door. I rushed up behind and stopped her with my hand, banging the door closed shut before she could open it all the way.

My body behind hers, I caged her in. I ran my cold beer bottle down her arm, titillated by the way her skin turned to gooseflesh. "If you'd changed your mind about fucking me tonight, you could have just come over and knocked."

"You think I made this up? There were noises that scared me."

"Just be honest with me, Eve," I growled into her ear.

"Fine. You want the truth?" With a shaky sigh and a twist of her face, she glared at me behind her. A tear fell from the corner of her eye. "I'm afraid to fall for you."

My chest heaved at her words. "Afraid? Don't be. We'll fall together."

"You don't understand?—"

"What don't I understand? The way our eyes meet and devour each other? How my cock and your pussy fit so perfectly together? Or that every time I'm with you, I'm compelled to hold you in my arms and never let go?" My dark and sultry whispers in her ears left her trembling. "I desire you, Eve. I want to make love with you?—"

She swiveled and faced me, her lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. Not wasting another minute, I lifted her straight up, one-armed, depositing my bottle on the kitchen counter on the way to my bed.

There's no lake, only us in this room. The desire to possess her proved just as strong as in the water, though, exceeding any hypothesis or worry I had about it. We were more than the sum of a lake and a place on earth.

I went after what I desired most. "I need to know the taste of you, baby." After laying her on my bed, she parted her knees for me and I hovered over her.

We kissed again, reigniting the fire between us. My lips blazed a trail down her neck, lingering on the hollow of her collarbone. Her soft moans encouraged more.

"Yes, Wyoming. Anything you want."

Nothing would stop me now, no bears, no mysteries. I pursued further down, kissing over the fabric, pulling the t-shirt up her torso to expose her skin. Down more. I licked across her pantyline, my fingertips trailing up her thigh. She trembled at my touches.

"You have nothing to fear with me, Eve. Don't you know I'll treat you so fucking good?" I caressed my hands up under the shirt. She lifted enough to remove it overhead, giving me access to her bare breasts. The nipples peaked for me, and my mouth lingered on each one, sucking, licking, kissing.

Fingers slid through the curls of my hair, to my shoulders, tracing over my muscles. I flexed under her touch.

My lips pursued down again, hooking my thumbs under the thin straps of her panties, dragging them down her hips and off. Bared to me, on my knees, my eyes roamed over every inch of her tanned skin, white only where the triangles of her bikini prevented the sun's touch.

I lingered a gaze over her. From her bottom lip caught between her teeth, to her perfect peaks, and her landing strip leading to a beautiful pink pussy, she pleased me. My balls ached, cock twitching to be inside of her.

Something stabbed me in the gut, thinking another man might become intimate with her after I left. With every fiber of my being, I couldn't let that happen.

I kissed up the inside of her thighs, whispering on her skin, "What do I need to do to make you mine, baby? Tell me, and I'll do it."

I buried my face in her center, inhaling the essence of her warm, sweet sex, growling loudly as if claiming my stake, warning off any other being from touching her. My tongue teased through her folds, finding her clit, and dragged slowly flat across it.

"Mm. Yes, Wyoming, that for starters. Keep going," she moaned, writhing under me, her hands pressing on my head. My tongue dipped inside of her then licked back to her clit, over and over, trailing the same path, driving her wild. "Yes, more."

"Happy to." I didn't dare let up, giving her what she wanted, everything she needed. For her, I'd leave nothing left to question. By the time we'd finished, she'd know the only man who could please her in this world was me. "I want you to come on my face and cry out my name."

Her thighs tightened on my head, quaking, her back arching. Relentlessly, I flicked my tongue at her sensitive nub until she broke. The sheets gathered in her fists, like she fought it, then finally released it all. "Wyoming!"

Through her orgasm, I licked and sucked, tasting, taking every ounce of pleasure her body dripped to me until her limbs fell limp on the bed. She sighed, and I grinned, nipping and kissing my way up to her lips.

"Taste how good I made you feel, Eve." Her tongue darted out, tasting herself off of me.

My cock waited patiently for his share of her. I granted his wish, reached down and lined up. Her wet walls sucked me inside. "You take my long cock so fucking good, like a very good girl."

With every inch of my rod inside of her tightness, three other words dared to come out, but I held them back; falling with her, yes, longing to see where life took us, without a doubt. Time would tell if she was right there with me, but this very second, my cock found ecstasy in a pussy made for me.

I captured her mouth and moans, threading our fingers above her head. So tight, my thickness stretched her more, forcing the fit. She broke away, twisting her head to the side, gasping for air. I gritted my teeth, thrusting deep. "Goddamn, my cock is home inside of you."

I ramped up, pistoned my hips, rolling inside of her. My growls and groans increased, louder, freed, fucking her so good in my bed. I grasped the headboard with one hand, lifted her leg behind the knee with another, deepening my charge.

Her hand reached for my glute, digging her nails there as I plunged harder, faster. "God, you feel so perfect. Why does it have to be so good with you? Why can't it be bad?" She cried, forcing a rumble of chuckle from my chest.

"You'd prefer we suck at this?" I laughed.

"It'd make things easier when you go." She made no sense.

"Why does something this good have to end, Eve?"

Our eyes met, and her tears fell. Beyond the blue green, it was her soul I sought there. I released her leg and swiped the streams from the corners of her eyes. My hand lodged on her neck then, her face inches from mine.

Her pulse rose to meet my thumb. I speared her deep, wanting only to plant myself so she'd never forget the man who claimed her.

On the edge, holding back no longer an option, I groaned. "Yes, we're so perfect." My balls tingled, and I almost blacked out as my release came on strong. I filled her, burying every drop in her depths.

I didn't miss a beat. Turning on my back, bringing her with me. Still excited and hard, I planted my feet and cupped her ass, urging her to move on top of me.

"More, Wyoming? So soon?" Her voice was incredulous, like she couldn't believe it. But her pussy clenched around me told me she's ready.

"Fuck yes. When I said I wanted to make love all night long, I meant it. In the morning, we'll wake together, shower together, and I'll make us eggs and bacon." I hooked her neck and brought her lips to mine, kissing them, claiming them. "I'll take such good care of you if you let me."

More tears fell from her eyes, but she rode me with wild abandon like she finally let go of whatever held her back. Perhaps I'd busted down that wall of hers, so more nights like these could be in our future.