Omega Hunter

He moaned and buried his hands in her hair, helping to guide her as she struggled to take him all into her mouth. Her tongue traced its way from the hilt of his cock to the tip of his large mushroomed head. Then her hands were on him, slipping up and downward, using the nearby gel for lubrication.

Looking down at her, he watched as she looked upward, grabbing the hanging sprayer to clean off the soap before putting her mouth back around his girth. She took her tongue, drawing circles back and forth around the tip before beginning to slip it into her mouth. Slowly, she worked her way down further and further, bobbing up and down as she took more and more of him in.

He slowed her down as she increased the amount of him in her mouth, gagging herself against his thickness, but she quickly resumed her efforts, finally managing to get him mostly down, letting the head of his cock violate the back of her throat. It was amazing how quickly she’d managed to control her gag reflex, and he leaned his head back to enjoy the way she was slipping him in and out of her mouth with a perfect rhythm.

“Oh, shit, that feels amazing. I’m not going to hold back much longer. I’m going to come,” he said as warning.

He wasn’t sure if this is how she wanted things to end between them, with him coming instead of fucking her, but it quickly became apparent that she had no intentions of him pulling free, engulfing him just as he was about to explode and letting him fill the back of her throat with a warm load of his cum. He was immediately apologetic.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting that. I didn’t mean for that to happen...rather than having one last...time together,” he managed.

“It’s fine. I wanted to make you as happy as you’ve made me, and I wanted to know how you feel and taste. That was amazing,” she said, rinsing off her face and stepping out of the shower. “I’m going to get dressed while you finish up in there,”

Malcolm smiled and reached for the gel, finishing cleaning himself and then washing his hair before quickly rinsing off and stepping out of the shower. Grabbing a towel, he dried off and went to get dressed himself, stopping by to give her a small kiss on the back of the neck as she pulled on her jeans by the bed.

Though he reminded himself that this was just a fling, he knew he was only fooling himself. Perhaps it was best that he was parting ways with her now. Even a few more days here alone might push him past the point of no return. There was something about her that he found intoxicating, and it was going to be hard to send her out on her own, perhaps never to cross paths again.CHAPTER SIXTEENAutumn-6

The silence while they gathered up their things was nearly deafening. Malcolm went to the office and checked them out of the cabin while Autumn finished putting her things back in her duffle and strapped them onto the back of his bike. She noted that the things she had set aside to discard were gone and assumed he tossed them out for her when he had taken their garage out to the bins as required to escape additional cleaning fees. He returned a few minutes later, and they were on their way to a nearby diner for breakfast and their final goodbye.

Her heart thudded against her chest, the anxiety she felt threatening to take over even as they rode down the highway. By the time they arrived, she wasn’t even sure if she could eat but knew she needed to get some food in her before embarking on the next leg of her journey. She had wanted to head through the woods behind the cabin but had accepted that she could just hit the highway near where they were eating and get at least a little bit of a head start. If she were lucky, she’d get picked up right away and put some serious miles between her and whoever might follow.

Malcolm’s phone was ringing as he stepped off the bike, and he paused to answer it. A dark look came over his face as he listened to someone on the other end, but she couldn’t hear what was being said. His responses consisted of just some acknowledgments and a few expletives.

“Thanks for letting me know, man. I appreciate it,” he said before ending the call and putting the phone back in his pocket.

“What was that about?” she asked.

“Nothing. Just some pack business. Let’s eat,” he told her.

Whatever it was, he didn’t want to tell her and was trying to make light of it, but it had obviously bothered him. Still, she didn’t have any right getting into his personal business. He’d already gotten far too involved with hers as it was. Making their way inside, they ordered a large breakfast for both of them and tried to make idle conversation while they finished their food.