Page 55 of Savage Keepsakes

Fifteen

Lucy

He’s laughing, which either means I’m a fucking lunatic or it’s a dumb idea. I kick the dirt with the toe of my shoe and lean back on my hands.

“Too dark?”

“Never, I fucking love it. The way your mind works is one of my favourite things about you.”

Billy grins as he grabs my hand, pulling me up, and we walk through a little forest into a thicker brush. I admire how serene it is. Through the thicket there’s an old log cabin, along with a rundown shed.

“Who lives here?” I peer up at Billy, but he looks as surprised as I feel.

He shrugs. “Better get outta here before the owner comes out with a shotgun.”

He grips my hand, and we retrace our steps through the thick brush. When we get back to the trees, Billy turns and stares at me intensely.

“What?” I ask.

“Don’t you hear that?”

He tilts his head and pulls me closer to him. My chest tightens as my breaths come out faster.

With caution, he walks as he glances in all directions. The only sound that reaches my ears is the symphony of birds in the trees.

When I look back at him, his mischievous eyes twinkle as a playful grin spreads across his face.

Exasperated, I let out a sigh, shake my head, and walk away.

Billy grabs the nape of my neck, gripping me as he pins me against a large tree, his hand moving from the back to the front of my throat.

My heart races, and heat pools in my lower stomach. The rough bark scrapes along my arms, but he doesn’t let me move. I drop the bag as his hands tug down my leggings, and soon he’s fingering me.

“Such a good little slut,” he whispers hungrily in my ear.

The sound of his belt opening and the heat of his body against mine are too much to handle. My muscles tense, and nerves run through my body. Billy pulls his digits away from me. I whimper and move my hips.

Billy thrusts into me, fucking me against the tree. His cock fills me so well.

“Don’t make a fucking noise,” he whispers against my neck.

I try to glance back, but he holds a tight grip on me, preventing me from seeing what’s behind.

Billy’s firm hold keeps me from moving as he pounds into me. Craving stimulation, I attempt to touch my clit, but he grabs both of my wrists, keeping them restrained.

A sense of unease washes over me as I strain my ears to listen, convinced that I can hear the distant shuffling and movement of someone else in the woods.

My tits are half out, my leggings around my ankles and the fear moves through my body like forbidden desire.

“Soak my cock, Lou.”

His words edge me, and I close my eyes. Sensations of pleasure run through me as his dick throbs in my pussy, and I clamp down and come for him. He fills me quickly and kisses my neck.

Once his breathing calms down, he pulls out and lifts my leggings back up. We situate ourselves as he lowers his head to brush his lips over mine. Grabbing the bag, he walks us towards the car.

“You really don’t know who lives back there?” I question, and he shrugs.

“Not a clue. Why? You wanna move?”

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