I grab her hand, squeezing it tight and almost to the point of pain. “I might not be able to move, but that doesn’t mean I can’t tie you down and torture you for hours. Days. Remember, Cara. We have ten miles of nothing. You are at my mercy.” And with those words, I plunge three fingers into her, curling upwards and hitting the spot that makes her vibrate with ecstasy.
I fuck her. Hard. Slamming my fingers into her over and over again. She moans, her body bouncing on my fingers as I fuck her. Her tits bounce in my face, brushing my lips with each movement. I dart my tongue out, tasting a mixture of her sweat and milk that makes her the sexiest woman on this fucking earth.
“Jesus Christ.” I whisper to myself.
I plunge my fingers faster, fucking her as fast as I fucking can and she screams out, hollering my name so loudly I bet it echoes in the trees. I can feel her sex clench around me as her orgasm takes hold, her juices drenching down my wrist and onto my boxers.
When her orgasm subsides, she falls over onto the bed behind me, leaning up for a kiss before burrowing into my side.
“Thought you wanted to shower?” I ask my same question from earlier.
“Mmm. Not tonight.” Settling next to me, she sighs as she closes her eyes.
She’s out within minutes.
I watch her sleep for many hours. Her button nose scrunches up, and her eyes flutter every so often. Her bow shaped lips pucker and I want to kiss them. I want to kiss them now and I want to kiss them every day from now until I’m on my death bed.
And that’s when I realize, this is love.
I love Cara.
Now I just have to figure out how to tell her.