“Where are you going to sleep?” I asked after we set it up as best we could with the broken poles.
“On top of you,” he said with a gritty serious voice. “With my cock lodged deep in your cunt.”
I acted like it wasn’t going to happen, but now I’m not so sure.
I’m drawn to this man in such an intense way. The pull is growing with every second we’re together. I can’t stop thinking about him and the thought of him leaving me to continue the journey on my own makes me want to throw up.
At first, I thought it was ridiculous that we could be mates. I thought he was crazy or high on something illegal, but now I’m seeing what he sees. It’s all starting to make sense. Why was I so determined to take this hike? To come all the way to Montana and spend weeks traveling through the wilderness when I had never even been camping before?
Looking back on it now, it seems like I was being pulled here by fate. I don’t know… I’m so confused about all of this. I’m just going to go with it and see what happens. Follow my heart for a change.
“How long until dinner?” I ask as I get to my feet. This kind of feels like a date and I don’t want to be sitting across from that beautiful man, looking and feeling like this.
I’ve been hiking in the warm sun all day. I must smell like a football locker room after practice, but somehow, he smells amazing. His heady masculine scent fills my lungs with an intensity that hits me so hard every time I’m close to him. I can’t get enough of it.
“About ten minutes,” he says. “Are you hungry?”
I shake my head. “I’m okay. I just wanted to rinse off in the lake first.”
His jaw clenches as he looks me up and down, probably mentally undressing me with those hungry eyes.
“Do you have a bathing suit?” he asks.
I start fidgeting nervously with the bottom of my shirt. “No…”
“Fuck,” he whispers under his breath. “Then by all means. I’ll never stop you from getting naked.”
“Why am I not surprised?” I ask with a laugh. “I’ll be back soon.”
“Want me to come watch?” he asks, standing up. “For protection. In case there’s sharks.”
“Sharks?”
He nods, looking serious. “Montana lake sharks. It’s a thing. Google it.”
“There’s no WiFi here.”
“Ahh, too bad,” he says with a look of disappointment. “I guess you’ll have to take my word for it.”
I glance at the lake as my mind spins wildly. I’ve never been with a man before, but something deep and primal in me wants him to come. I want to see how he looks when I slowly peel off my clothes for him. I want him to do all the filthy things he’s been saying to me all day.
“All right,” I say as the fluttering in my chest intensifies. “But only because of the sharks.”
Julian pulls the fish off the fire and comes over to me with an erotic, animalistic look in his eyes. “Come,” he says as his big hand swallows mine. “Let’s get clean so we can get dirty.”
I’m nervous but excited as we walk to the lake hand in hand. My heart is pounding so fast and my pussy keeps throbbing with every look I sneak of Julian’s shirtless chest. We’re all alone out here in the wilderness and we can do anything we want. It’s just us. No one is ever going to know.
“I’ll go first,” he says when we arrive at the sandy beach of the lake.
My eyes are glued to him as he slowly unpins my towel and lets it drop. I’m standing here paralyzed with lust as my eyes feast on his flawless body. It’s immaculate. Tanned skin that’s so tight over his large muscles that I don’t think I could pinch it. Arms that I would dry hump if that wasn’t so weird. And a long ravishing cock that’s getting hard before my captivated eyes.
“Do you like what you see?”
“Yes.” It’s my voice, but it’s not. It’s all throaty and coarse, like I’m in desperate need of some fluids. All of the liquid in my body seems to be flowing to the area between my legs.
“I’m your mate,” he says with a sexy edge to his voice. “I want you to touch me.”
“Where?” I gulp.
“I want you to wrap those adorable little hands around my hard shaft and stroke my big cock up and down.”
A whimper comes out of my mouth as I look down at it, standing straight and tall between us. My body is craving it. My hands start shaking as I reach for it.
“Like this?” I ask in a whisper as I wrap my fingers around it and give it a gentle squeeze.