Page 10 of Pining for the Ranger
“Bet I can beat it.” I challenge shoving his pants down.
He groans as I straddle him. “Are you sure? I don’t have a condom.”
Nodding my head as I stroke his velvety hard length with my hand. “Absolutely, I have an IUD.”
Lining him up, I impale myself onto his cock in one swift slide of my hips.
“Fuck!” he yells. His hands come to my hips in a grip I’m positive is going to leave marks I can’t wait to see on my skin.
My hands rest on his chest as I hold still while adjusting to the burning pleasure pain of the stretch in my core. A few seconds later, the pain disappears completely and I pump my hips up and down. There’s no containing my moans as I lean forward, so he slides against my swollen clit with every glide. Boone takes advantage of the angle by leaning up and sucking a nipple into his mouth.
It’s pure ecstasy as another orgasm builds. I know without a doubt this one is going to be even more explosive than the last. Coming from a cock is a new experience for me. The pressure is intense as I continue to slide up and down, chasing the peak just out of reach.
A gush rushes from me when he reaches around and swats my ass. My fingers dig into his chest and my head falls back with a scream as I shatter.
Boone slams his hips up, letting out a long groan, following me over before I collapse on top of him. He reaches over, pulling my sleeping bag on top of us as we lie together, floating in bliss, still intimately connected.
He kisses my forehead before muttering. “You win. That was the sexiest thing ever, and I take it back. That’s how I want to wake up every day for the rest of my life.”
Unadulterated joy fills me as I bark out a laugh. There’s no way I will disagree with him.
Chapter Nine
Boone
We linger a while longer, basking in the glow of post coital bliss before dragging ourselves out to pull our clothes on, much to my disappointment. Though I’m bolstered by the knowledge that this is just the beginning of many more mornings to come with this woman.
Packing up, we decide to have a breakfast of protein bars since we are getting a later start. Since Laura has most of her memory back and we have found nothing further up here on the mountain indicating what might have happened, we are going to head back down. Then tomorrow we will go to her place in Missoula, talk to her co-workers and see what we can discover.
We haven’t made it far back down the trail when a trail camera catches my attention. Between the waning light and it being on the side of the trail opposite of the river, it escaped my attention before.
Nudging Laura, I ask. “Did you notice that trail camera yesterday?”
She shakes her head, frowning as she looks at it, moving closer before pointing. “Huh, this is a university camera. See the logo stamp right here.”
“Do you think you put it here?”
Glancing around, she shakes her head again. “I don’t know why I would've. This is not a location I would normally pick. There isn’t even a clear game trail here.”
“Interesting. Maybe someone at the university can give us a better idea of why it’s here.”
We make good time heading back since it’s downhill and we aren’t spending time looking for clues on the way. It’s only mid afternoon when we make it back to the trailhead.
A blue SUV pulls into the parking lot next to my pickup. A tall man with a slim build, sandy blond hair and glasses steps out.
Laura’s lips turn down, “Cam?”
“You know him?”
She nods her head. “He works with me at the University.”
Maybe now we’ll get some answers as to how Laura ended up out here. I watch the guy as he looks our way.
Laura speeds up, closing the gap between him and us. We both stop short when the guy pulls a pistol from behind his back.
I go to step in front of Laura, but he points the gun at me. “Stop. Stay right where you are.”
She gasps. “What are you doing Cam?”
