Life can be good. I just have to give it a chance and hope for the best. Hope that this man is as good at planning as he is at pleasuring me.
If that’s the case, then I’ll be free for the rest of my life.
An orgasm comes raging forward as Declan’s big long cock slides in and out of my aching pussy. I’m whimpering and moaning as his hard pelvis smacks my ass with every thrust.
It feels so good. It feels heavenly.
“Oh, Declan,” I moan when I feel the unstoppable wave rushing forward. “I’m going to cum.”
His grip tightens on my hips and he starts slamming his cock into me, desperate to get me off.
“Oh fuck!” I cry out as I cum hard all over his dick. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
He sinks his big cock into me and grunts like a savage as he releases a load of hot cum into my clenched pussy.
I moan as I feel the warmth spreading through me. He clings onto me as he tries to catch his breath.
“I love you,” he whispers.
I feel the same way, but I don’t say it back. I just take in the moment and enjoy it.
The amount of pleasure he gives me is overwhelming. I just want it to last forever.
He pulls out of me and I gasp at the sudden intense feeling of loss. It only lasts a second though because he spins me around and pulls me into his loving embrace.
I moan in bliss as I rest my cheek against his warm chest. I’m being swallowed in his muscular arms, happier than I’ve ever been.
“I love you too,” I finally whisper back.
He kisses the top of my head and I smile so much my cheeks hurt.
“You know we’re—“
The rumbling of an engine in the distance makes him seize up. He grabs my arms and gently pries me away from his body.
“That’s the park ranger,” he says with a worried look. “Go hide in my bedroom. I’ll handle this.”
I look up at him with panic, but he looks calm and composed as he gazes down at me. “I told you I’d take care of you and I will.”
“Okay. I believe you.”
He kisses my lips quickly and then urges me to go inside. I run in with my heart pounding and head straight to the bedroom. As the engine gets louder, I rush back into the living area and look around for any signs of two people living here.
I quickly grab my utensils, plate, and mug off the table, leaving Declan’s, and toss them into a random drawer before hurrying back into his bedroom. I fix the sheets on the bed, so it only looks like one person got out of them and kick my underwear under the dresser.
“Hey, Scott!” I hear Declan shout as the engine cuts out. “What do I owe the pleasure?”
The voices are muted, but I can catch most of it.
I’m ducked under the open window right now, but if the park ranger starts to snoop around inside the house, I’ll hide under the bed.
I hear “convict” and “missing,” which gives me heart palpitations.
“You know, I thought I heard screaming yesterday when I was fighting back the fire,” Declan says in a calm rational voice. “The wolves were going crazy, growling and snarling up a storm. I thought it was the sound of a woman at first, but then convinced myself that it must have been a deer or something squealing. Shit, do you think it was her?”
“Well, it would make my job a hell of a lot easier if it was,” the park ranger says with a laugh.
Uh-oh. I hope that Declan doesn’t punch him over that.
I hear my man force out a laugh even though it must be killing him.
“I got a whole squadron of cops about to descend on these mountains to look for her,” the park ranger says, sounding stressed. “It’s going to be a massive headache for me.”
“Check the wolves’ den first,” Declan says. “Might save them a trip and save you some Advil.”
They both chuckle.
“Where is it?” the park ranger asks.
“Let me get my bike,” Declan says, “and I’ll show you.”
“That would be great. Thanks.”
I hear the heavy thud of his footsteps going down the wooden steps. A few seconds later, the park ranger comes onto the porch, snooping around and looking for signs of… me.
He comes right up to the window and peers inside as I hide under it. I close my eyes and hold my breath as he looks inside.
Please…
A few seconds later, he walks away and I exhale in relief. That was close.
They’re chatting as they start their dirt bikes. The tension in my body is replaced with relief when I hear the engines fading into the distance as they drive away.
I hope this man knows what he’s doing.