Page 42 of His Red Carnation

Now my curiosity was piqued. “Like what?”

Callan shook his head. “Can we talk about this later? I wanna enjoy this hike. I want to fuck you over there in those bushes and erase that shit like it never happened.” He nodded toward the woods behind me.

I smiled, deciding to let it go for now. “Let’s keep going. You can fuck me while we look over the ocean. Promise.”

He moaned impatiently. “Fuck it. You’re worth the wait. Come on, baby.”

He turned and guided me up the trail, the tall trees casting dappled shadows as they blocked the sun. We continued along the dirt path with few breaks and even fewer people passing us. Eventually, we found a fallen tree off the path, and I climbed up onto it.

“Get your phone out. I want you to take a picture,” I told Callan who stood a few feet away.

I looked around as he pointed his phone at me. I zipped down my sweater to reveal my boobs and smiled wide at a surprised Callan.

“Fuck, baby. You’re perfect,” he groaned, keeping his phone on me and tapping the shutter.

I quickly zipped my sweater back up and giggled as I hopped down. I had too much fun teasing Callan.

He stopped me as I tried to walk past him onto the trail by putting his hand to my arm.

“Wait just a moment, baby. Why don’t you feel how hard you made Daddy’s cock?” he teased, his voice low and deep again.

Butterflies swarmed my belly. He grabbed my hand and put it to his cock, making me rub the length of him over his gray sweats. My pussy was already drenched.

“I don’t see the ocean just yet, Daddy,” I teased back as I put my hand down the front of his sweats, grabbing onto his cock and stroking.

His eyes fluttered shut as he moaned.

“Fuck, I want to come inside your sweet pussy, baby,” he breathed out before he opened his eyes again.

Watching him moan for me almost made me give in, but I wanted to keep teasing him. I quickly pulled my hand out and stepped past him.

“Come on. It looks like we’re almost there,” I called out over my shoulder.

“I’m gonna fucking burst,” he groaned, but I could hear his footsteps behind me.

I smiled to myself. Having all this power over him was thrilling, especially after begging for him for so long.

He took my hand and hurriedly guided me up the trail. Callan remained quiet as we walked a few more minutes up a steep incline. As we grew closer to the peak, I could hear voices—there were people up there. Callan was going to be pissed that he couldn’t just drop my leggings and fuck me right then and there.

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath.

Once we reached the top, the breathtaking views of the city, mountains, and sea made me forget everything else. The fog hugged the low mountains, while the setting sun painted the clouds in shades of orange and pink.

Callan gently grabbed my hand, and I turned to look at him. The sunlight cast a perfect glow on his face, highlighting his full lips, which pouted slightly. My heart swelled with love.

“This is beautiful,” I said softly, unable to take my eyes off him.

He stared back at me, sincerity in his gaze. “I love you so fucking much, Sloane. I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel like I don’t.”

I wanted to cry. I wanted to stay with him in California forever, somewhere secluded, just the two of us.

I smiled at him. “I love you too. Don’t forget it, babe.”

We turned back to the breathtaking view, and I finally noticed the other people taking it in as well.

“Excuse me? Could you take a picture of us, please?” A woman with an accent approached us, holding up her camera.

“Yes, of course!” I said, taking her camera and pointing it at her and a few others in her group.

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