Page 12 of Savage SEAL's Virgin
He was great and I couldn’t stop the smile from peeking out. “You’re sweet. I’ll try not to think that way about myself, but it’s been a long time that I have, and people have agreed with that.”
“I don’t care about how you’ve been perceived by idiots. I only care how you perceive yourself. You’re one hot woman and you have a hell of a brain. There’s nothing odd about that.” The elevator doors opened and we stepped off.
The lobby was bustling with activity, much more so than it had been when we’d come in. Troy held my hand as we went to the reception desk and he checked us both out. His bag was brought down and his Jeep was brought around, and we headed away in no time at all.
“What kind of breakfast are you hungry for, Blyss?”
“Pancakes.” I was still hungry for him, but he seemed to have another agenda that morning.
He stopped at a chain restaurant, where we ate, then he took me to a sporting goods store where he bought me a weeks’ worth of clothing and a few more camping items he said he didn’t have. Then we were on our way out to the woods. With the windows down, the air flowed around us. I loved the way everything smelled. Troy and I didn’t talk much, as the sounds of the road and the wind made it difficult to hear without us shouting at one another.
I liked the quiet comfortable solitude between us. The idea of hanging out in the woods with this man was turning me on. I’d never been so sexually preoccupied before. That’s literally all I could think about. Troy and I fucking in the tent, in the lake, in the grass, or on a rock. I was kind of a nympho, and it hit me that my mother was probably one too.
Shit! Did I have to watch out or I’d become addicted to sex? Was that one of the many things that ran through me that I had to be careful of? Would sex be a thing I could only have in moderation?
I hoped not!
The trees that lined both sides of the road where tall and pretty and I tried to focus on them instead of my pulsing pussy that just wanted Troy’s cock planted so deep inside of it that I’d feel like he was part of me.
Counting trees was impossible—there were too many of them. So I tried to count the yellow stripes on the road. Troy slowed down and we took a turn, taking us to a small road that led into the forest. “Here we go, Blyss. It’s not far now.”
There was a large trash container and it had a heavy lock on it, along with a sign that showed a bear and an X over it. “There’re bears here, huh?”
“This is where they live, honey. And wolves too. But you’re safe with me.”
Nervous laughter escaped as I searched the thick trees for any signs of the killers that lived there. With my luck, I’d finally get laid, it would be the happiest moment in my life, then a bear and a wolf would join forces to eat me alive.
Troy took my hand and gave it a squeeze. I looked at him and tried to act unafraid. “I trust you.”
“Good.” He kissed my hand. “I love the outdoors. My parents call me Tarzan.”
“Good to know. I hope that means you have his unique ability to talk to animals and make them not eat me.”
His eyes went heavy as he growled, “The only thing that will be eating you is me, princess.”
I made a little gasp and went wet with the thought. “Oh!”
“Oh,” he said, and his eyes got big as he licked his lips.
My entire body quivered, and I thought it might be possible for the man to make me orgasm with just his sexy look and the way he made noises. “You’re really good at what you do.”
“How so?” he asked as he took another turn, taking us even deeper into the forest.
“Like, you’re sexy, and you make me, um, horny. I guess that’s the best word for it.” I blushed a bit with my honesty. I’d never felt anything like what I was feeling. It was odd, but a great odd.
“I make you horny?” He laughed and it echoed through the forest. “Good, because you make me horny too. I plan on taking you all over this forest, Blyss. What do you think about that?”
My eyes nearly rolled up in my head, as he and I were on the same wavelength. Both of us wanted to fuck all over the place. I was beginning to think we’d do little else than that and I liked that idea. Screw the fishing and swimming, let’s just fuck! But we had lots to do before we got to that, I found out when he parked the Jeep under a big tree and we had to set up camp. That took forever, and we were both hot and sweaty when we were done.
Thankfully, it was secluded and there was the lake only steps away from us. “I think we should take a dip before we start making lunch,” he said.
I started going toward the tent to put on my bathing suit and found he had me in his arms. “Hey!” He let me go, only to grab the bottom of my T-shirt and pull it off. Then my bra was the next thing to go, and he made short work of the rest of my clothes. I was naked, standing in front of him, and not a bit of shame was in me.
He held up his arms, and I rid him of his shirt. His shoes were kicked off as I helped him with his shorts. When he was naked, I took a step back to look him over and appreciate his body. “So muscular.” Before I knew it, he had picked me up and was taking me into the lake, which I found out was frigid. I shrieked with the abrupt change in temperature, and he tossed me away from him, sending me under water.
I freaked out for only a brief second. My feet touched the rocky bottom and I found I could stand up. I was glad he didn’t have to see me losing my shit, but I felt he needed to be reminded. “I can’t swim, Troy. Don’t forget that.”
“I haven’t forgotten.” He came to me and held me tight. “Put your arms around my neck and hold on. I’m going to take you for a swim.” I held on and he leaned back, swimming backward. My body was laid out on top of his. The cold water hadn’t dampened my libido a bit, and it helped that his dick wasn’t in an erect state. If it had been, I’d probably have been trying to ride it.
