Married in the Mountains (Camp Hardwood 1)
“Now we go.”
I fight a smirk, which only ends with me getting my ass smacked. I jump and take off from him. It doesn’t take him but a few steps and he’s all over me. He lifts me into the air and throws me over his shoulder.
“Now everyone can see my ass,” I tell him as I give him a smack. I might fight him more on how he’s acting, but this week we have an older bunch at the camp. The kids are all in their late teens and most have been here year after year.
“I’m going the back way.” There’s laughter in his voice as he smacks my ass again.
His long strides get us back to our place in record time. He slams the door closed and then there’s a loud click of the lock. He puts me down on my feet and I take a step back, enjoying my worked-up, shirtless husband. I don’t know why he got jealous, because he’s the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Those teenage boys have nothing on him. Even the gray growing in through his short beard is beyond hot.
“Now, show me the swimsuit.” He steps toward me and I take another step back.
“You don’t even like it.” I lift my chin in defiance, poking the bear. My nipples are already hard and I’m hot and ready for it. He’s going to play with me, though, and make me ache.
“Honey,” he warns. “I’m not fucking around.”
“I think fucking around is all you wanna do,” I sass.
He’s on me before I get all the words out of my mouth. He yanks his shirt from my body faster than I can blink and then he bends me over the sofa. I feel my bathing suit bottoms leave my body and the wet sound of material being flung away.
“You’re right. I don’t like it.” He leans over me to growl into my ear.
His whole body covers mine as his hard cock presses into my ass. Another tug and my top is gone too. My breasts spill free. One of his hands reaches around to rub my tit and he plucks at my nipple. His foot nudges my feet apart and I’m wide open for him.
“If it was up to me I’d have you naked like this all the time. I hate that I have to let clothes touch your skin when it should only be my hands. But a man has to pick his battles.”
I breathe heavily as my body starts to pulse with need and he uses his knee to spread my thighs farther apart for him. His other hand cups my sex and I’m soaking wet. This isn’t from the lake and he knows it.
“Baby.” I wiggle my ass, trying to push into him. I need him inside of me as my pussy clenches over and over again, silently begging for his cock.
“Don’t baby me. You put it out there on display and now I want my turn. You’ll have to wait.”
I whimper impatiently. He releases my sex for a moment before I feel the sting of his hand against it as he gives it a little smack.
“Don’t whine,” he growls into my ear.
The sound vibrates against my skin and I fight a moan. I know he doesn’t like when I beg because he doesn’t want me to beg for a damn thing. But he always wants to play, so he’s fighting an inner battle.
The sting goes straight to my clit, making it pulse more with need. I’m so close I don’t need much to send me over. He rubs me there but makes sure not to touch my clit.
“Please!” I cry out, unable to control myself. He can’t stop his possessiveness just like I can’t control how badly I need him inside me. When his dominance comes to the surface, it’s time for me to lie back and let him have his way.
“I got you, honey,” he tells me as he shifts his hands and then a second later I feel the swell and stretch of his cock as he thrusts inside of me.
I’m so full I cry out his name, and this time his fingers find my clit and send me over. The orgasm is hard and fast and takes control of my body. Ford has to help hold me up as he thrusts a few more times and I feel his warm release deep inside of me. He doesn’t let me go, though, but instead kisses my shoulder and lifts me into his arms.
“I’m still not done,” he says as I lay my head on his shoulder.
He’s never down for just a quickie. He’s tried but he always needs more. If it was up to him we’d be in bed all day every day. The rest of the world could fade away and he wouldn’t notice it for days.