Page 104 of Score on You

“That was quick.”

“Which is favorable in this situation.” Not sure how much longer I could tolerate her intoxicating scent without unzipping my fly.

Callie waits patiently for me to open her door. A dreamy smile quirks her lips as she allows me to help her down from the cab. I remember to grab the snacks at the last second, and then we’re wandering along the gravel path.

The unmistakable sound of rushing water increases our pace. A break in the trees widens into a grassy expanse. At the edge is a rocky cliff that drops off into the water far below. Across the river is another bluff. That’s where the waterfall cascades down in an endless stream.

“Wow.” Callie’s breathless response is aimed straight ahead.

“Do you approve?”

She nods while shuffling forward. “You pick the best locations.”

My focus follows hers. I’ve stood in this very spot on several occasions. It’s served as an escape more than anything.

Experiencing the natural wonder through her perspective is striking. There are suddenly new sights to see. Purpose and meaning lingers on every surface. Fuck, I’m getting sentimental about Beaver Rush of all places.

“What do you think?” I bring us to a stop where the vantage point delivers from every angle.

“Remember our first kiss?”

“How could I forget?”

She spreads her arms out, letting the wind swirl around her. I move behind her to mirror the pose. Our fingers skim and connect.

“That’s how this is. We’re free to fly and soar and reach new heights,” she says.

I recall her using a similar line on the darkened porch all those nights ago. “Can I copy your answer?”

She giggles. “Yours was way better.”

“Nah, you’ve proven to conquer any challenge. Me included.”

Her eyes find mine. “As if you made it hard for me.”

“No?” I bump my cock into her ass.

“Other than your happy penis.”

I snort. “Happy penis?”

“That sounds like happiness,” she laughs.

The words repeat in my head. “Very fitting.”

“We do fit together quite snugly.” She rubs along my length with precision.

“Sweetness,” I rumble against the blush heating her cheek.

“Oh, right. Ummm… the view is beautiful. There’s something calming about rushing water. I’m very relaxed.” Callie inhales slowly, allowing her eyes to flutter closed.

“Can we take a picture?”

Her startled gaze meets mine. “You’re asking me?”

“Just seems like a moment worth capturing.” Along with all the others.

She bends to retrieve the Instax. “Where should we pose?”

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