She gently nudged him in the ribs. “No, smartass.”
“I’m leaving her with you in perfect condition. See she stays that way.”
Caph rolled his eyes and winked at her. He was playful in a different way than Ford. Caph tossed a set of keys to Ford. “It’s parked next to the other car. Pick-up.” Ford handed him the car keys. “Let me go get my bag from the room.”
They waited for Ford in the lobby. Caph hugged her.
“All mine,” he playfully growled, goosing her ass.
“For a day. When do I get to hear the plans?”
“When we get there.”
Ford returned with his bag, handed the room key to Caph, and they walked to the parking lot together. Caph retrieved his bag from the truck and gave Ford another hug and kiss. Then Ford took one last private moment with Emi, whispering in her ear, “I can’t wait to do that, sweetie. I’ll be looking forward to it.”
“Me too.”
He stepped back. “Have fun. Love you.” He looked at Caph.
“Love you, too.”
“I love you, too,” Caph and Emi parroted, then laughed.
Ford grinned. “It’s contagious!” They watched him drive away.
Caph dropped his bag in the trunk.
“You don’t want to take that to the room?” she asked.
“Nope, I want to get on with our fun.”
He wouldn’t even give her a hint about his plans. They drove nearly a half-hour north into the mountains. She had an idea what was up when he pulled into a stable.
“Let me guess,” she said.
“Ever ride before?”
“Yeah. When I was a kid. I don’t think Aaron will like it if I’m too sore to do anything tomorrow, though.”
“Hey, I’ll kiss your saddle sores for you, how’s that?”
“Like I could really keep your head out from between my legs even if I wanted to.”
He grinned, kissing her. “Ooh, hadn’t even thought of it like that.” They followed their guide on a horseback ride along a beautiful trail through the mountains. After two hours they arrived at a private clearing where a picnic tent and folding table had been set up.
“Early lunch?” Emi asked.
Caph shook his head, smiling. “Not yet.” He grabbed a backpack from the small folding table under the tent and took her hand, leading her alone down a trail. After twenty minutes of walking, they arrived at a tree-shaded area along the bank of a small stream.
“Wow! I didn’t know there were places like this. I thought it was all dry and arid around here.”
“There’s little oases here and there, if you know where to look.” He took a blanket out of the pack and spread it out in the shade. He sat and patted the ground in front of him. “Come here.” She sat in front of him and he rubbed her shoulders. “How’s that?”
Emi groaned. He had magic fingers, always able to soothe her.
“Wonderful.” She was surprised she wasn’t the least bit sore from their ride and hoped she wouldn’t be sore tomorrow, either.
He had her lay down and massaged her back, then slipped his hands under her shirt. “We’re all alone, sweetie. I promise.” He pulled her shirt off. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his hands on her. “I’ve been coming to this place for years, since I was a kid. I grew up about ten miles north of here.” Caph was always a bit of a surprise for her. She knew one thing for certain about him, and that was that he could catch her off-guard.
She would have expected a movie, or a sporting event, or maybe an amusement park. Not a private ride to a personal haven.
After a half-hour of heavenly sensations, he stretched out next to her.
“This is nice, Caph, really. Very relaxing.” He brushed the hair from her eyes. She made no move to don her shirt, knowing if she needed it he’d have it on her in a heartbeat.
“We’ll be on a ship for a few years. We’ll get shore leave here and there, but it’ll be a while before we get back here.” Emi held his hand and kissed it, pressing his large palm against her cheek. “Promise to bring me here again when we get back?” He smiled. “It’s a date.” His green eyes traveled her face, as if taking in every detail. “I love you so much, Emi. The other guys do too. Life’s a lot better with you around, and I don’t mean just sex. I’m talking everything.”
“Sex, too, though.”
He grinned. “Well, yeah, okay, that’s good too. But you know what I mean.”
She did. His earnest intent was as clearly there as the smile on his face.
A brief blip of sadness from him again. “You’re good for Aaron, too. Man, me and Ford, we were so worried about him…” He looked down, picked at his fingernails. “I shouldn’t talk about that now. I don’t want to ruin the mood.” He met her gaze and winked. “Ever made love in the great outdoors?”
He rolled on top of her, kissing her.
She laughed. “No. But are we really alone enough to do that?”
“Oh yeah. The guide is ours for the day, and he’ll stay back there with the horses until we’re ready for lunch.” He nuzzled the side of her neck. As the warm breeze caressed them, she ran her hands up under his shirt, lifting it over his head. The feel of his smooth, firm flesh beneath her hands ignited a fire deep in her belly that she knew from experience only his touch could put out.
“Then why don’t we have a little fun?” she asked.
He worked his way down her body, his deceptively large hands intimately aware of how to stroke and caress and tease her flesh.
Every brush of his thumbs against her nipples left her gasping for more. By the time he reached the waistband of her jeans, she was more than ready to finish getting naked.
He helped her off with her shoes and socks, then ran his tongue down the inside of her leg as he removed her jeans and underwear.
When she was naked before him, he stood and kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants.
This view of him always took her breath away. As large as his body was, knowing how gentle and loving and all hers he was made her lower belly quiver with anticipation.
After gently nudging her legs apart, he knelt between them, then pulled her into a sitting position and lifted her into his lap. He was hard, and she was ready. With a happy sigh she lowered her body onto him, enjoying the feel of his thick cock gliding inside her, parting her lips and sliding home as if he was perfectly formed to her body’s shape. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him, her hands tangling in his hair as his hands skimmed down her back to her hips.
They fit so well together like this. So far no luck in the unassisted orgasm for her, but not for lack of trying on his part.
And Caph was always willing to try.
It was a lot of damn fun trying, too.
Almost as if he read her mind, he whispered, “I’d like to give you that.” He nipped her ear, knowing that sent shivers down her spine despite the warm, mesquite-tinged air.
Rocking his hips, he slowly fucked her, gently adjusting positions and taking his time as she clung to his body and enjoyed the sensations. At one point he shifted just right, and she felt his body brush against her clit.
She gasped, spreading her thighs a little wider, trying to duplicate the sensation.
“Like that, baby?” he asked.
“Mmm hmm.” He had to be going crazy—they’d been at it for a while with her writhing, impaled on his sweet muscle.
He found a rhythm that worked for her. While it wasn’t perfect, and not nearly as intense as when one of them used their mouth or hands on her, she found herself climbing toward release.
He held her against him, working his hips in sharp thrusts that sent pleasant jolts through her core every time his pubic bone hit her just right. Caph let her set the pace. Before long she was thrusting, her eyes closed, desperate to make it over this time, wanting it not just for her, but for him, too.