Garnet (Gems of Wolfe Island)

Still… Her body is more beautiful than any I’ve ever seen. Even the most beautiful Playboy centerfield or the hottest supermodel…

Aspen makes them all look average.

Emotion roils through me—comes up from the depths of my belly and settles in my heart.

It scares me. It scares the hell out of me, but right now, I have to go with it. I have to—

“Aspen, I—"

I stop.

I stop myself. She’s not ready to hear what I have to say.

Hell, I’m not ready to hear what I have to say.

Too soon. It doesn’t make any sense.

Finally, she comes down from the fourth climax. I slow my fingers, enjoy the sweet suction of her pussy around them, and then I withdraw.

I hover over her then and gaze at her beautiful face. Her eyes are closed, her lips glistening, and beads of sweat have emerged around her hairline.

I look again at her breasts, at the right one that is missing a nipple.

And I vow then and there.

I will help her find the psychopath who started this process. I will help her find who did this.

And I will make them pay.

Then I shove my cock inside her.

Sweet sanctuary.

Sweet home.

Home fucking sweet fucking home.

She’s still pulsing lightly from the last orgasm, and it’s heaven against my cock.

I’m not wearing a condom, but I’m not worried. She’s clean and on the pill, and I know I’m clean. She doesn’t seem to be worried either because she doesn’t say anything.

So I fuck her. First slowly, but I know that won’t last long.

Soon I want more. So I fuck her hard. I fuck her fast.

Then, she opens her eyes. “Buck.”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Please. I want to get on top. I want to feel… I want to feel in control.”

Works for me. I roll us over until she’s on top of me, straddling me.

I stare at her. Regard her beautiful body, her two tits bouncing.

She fucks me hard at first, but then she slows down, and in some strange maneuver, her legs are now in front of my hips, and her arms are holding her up as she fucks me. Damn, she’s flexible. Most women couldn’t do this. But I get why she’s doing it. It’s putting pressure on her G spot.

She’s bracing herself to come again.

My God, this woman is amazing.

She’s going slowly, and I have a bird’s eye view of her beautiful clit. A bird’s eye view of my dick gliding in and out of her pussy.

And I swear to God, I just got harder.

“Fuck, baby,” I grit out. “Holy fuck.”

She closes her eyes again, continues what I swear must be patented moves. I’ve never experienced anything like this.

“How do you make your body do that?”

“I’ve always been”—she gasps—“flexible.”

Flexible? She gives the word flexible new meaning.

In a flash, she’s changed positions again. She’s straddling me, her ass facing me now. I can’t help myself. I wet my finger in my mouth, and then I touch her asshole.

She gasps for moment…and I freeze.

But then she continues riding me. She didn’t tell me to stop.

So I don’t stop.

I massage that tight little asshole with my finger, and it takes every bit of strength I possess not to breach that tight rim and finger her.

She fucks me hard, fucks me fast, and then, in another flash of movements, she’s sitting on me sideways, moving up and down, with only her legs doing the work. Her arms are at her sides.

Damn, she’s strong. And she probably only got stronger on that island.

The sensation is novel. And wonderful. I’ve never felt a woman’s pussy from this angle, and it’s amazing. Different and erotic and amazing.

But before I can get much more of it, she’s back, straddling me, gazing down in my eyes.

“Touch me,” she says. “Please, Buck. Touch my clit.”

I wet my finger again, smooth it over the hard knob—

And she explodes.

She explodes all over my cock as she fucks me, milking me, contracting around me.

I’m not sure how I’ve lasted this long, but now? I explode with her. I empty myself into her sweet pussy.

And I swear to God…

I will never fuck another woman.

Aspen. Aspen is my forever.

28

ASPEN

So much more I want to do to him.

So many more positions I want to try.

I’ve never been this into sex in my life. How can I be now? After everything I’ve been through? It makes no sense, but I’ve decided to go with it.

Buck is the most magnificent man I’ve ever seen. Now that we’re both coming down from an orgasm, I rake my gaze over his body.

I take in all his scars.

And if it’s possible… I think he’s more scarred than I am.

He’s not missing a nipple, of course, but he does have a stab mark that just missed his nipple by a few millimeters. He has more stab marks on his abdomen, plus a few bullet wounds.