He settled over top of her and she shuddered as his dick prodded at her slit. He glided into her slowly, the leisurely pace of his thrusts making the most of every intimate stroke. He made love to her. Stroked her. Held her. Kissed her.
His cock drove in and out of her, taking, claiming, but his touches and whispered promises were sweet and sincere. What had started out as a hot fuck ended as lovemaking beyond her wildest dreams. Lovemaking she’d never forget, no matter how long she lived.
And when it was through, he untied her and held her until she drifted off to sleep. As she slipped into her dreams, she swore she heard him whisper, “I love you, kitten.”
* * * * *
“Wake up, sweetheart.” Tarik’s deep, husky voice entered her dreams once again. In her mind’s eye, she saw his face. He smiled. “Time to get up. We have a long walk ahead of us. We need to get going.”
Slowly, her dreams faded and the sensations of the world around her penetrated the haze of sleep. She didn’t want to move. Didn’t want to open her eyes. She just wanted to go back to sleep and dream some more. There, in the world of her fantasies, none of the bad stuff existed. Only good. Tarik. He loved her.
“What time is it?” Her voice was gritty from lack of sleep. It felt like she’d drifted off only fifteen minutes ago.
“Just after three.”
She groaned and dragged the pillow over her face. “Why do we need to leave so early?”
“We need to get moving if we want to clear the Canadian Customs before sunrise. I don’t want to tangle with Torborg until I’ve had a chance to get online, but if we’re going to get into town by a decent hour, we’re going to have to catch a ride from someone to White Moose. It’ll take us days to walk.”
“We’re going to hitchhike?”
“Sure. It’ll be safe. Most of the time the only people driving these roads at night are vacationers in RV’s and truckers. I figure either way, we’ll be comfortable. Besides, those boots of yours aren’t exactly made for hiking. Your feet would be shreds if we walk. It’s only a few hours down to White Moose by car. We can be down there by breakfast. I’ll buy you steak and eggs at the White Moose Grill.”
That set her mouth a-watering. Quite suddenly she realized she was starving. “Steak sounds good.”
“Let’s go.” Since he was already dressed and ready to head out, he did a lot of pacing as she dressed, put on some make up, ate a snack and gathered her things. She knew they’d have some walking to do, so there was no way they’d be able to take everything they’d managed to haul to the motel, but she was determined to take everything she could. She crammed as much into her rolling suitcase as would fit—the thing had to weigh eighty pounds!—wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and nodded. “Ready.”
He gave her one of those no-way looks and pointed at the suitcase sitting on one end beside her. “You can’t take that thing.”
“Why not? It’s heavy but it rolls. I need the stuff in there.”
“Hot rollers?”
“Yes, hot rollers. We’re heading into a city, right? What if we decide to go out for some drinks? My hair’s frizzy if I don’t curl it.”
“You look fantastic without going to all that fuss. Besides, I doubt there’ll be anyone there you’d want to impress. Take the small bag. Put a few clothes in it. Warm clothes. Some food. And let’s go. We’re not going to be walking along the road. If we’re going to get past customs, we’re going to have to cut through the woods. That thing’ll slow us down. A lot.”
The woods? They were going to be walking in the woods?
In the dark?
Was that safe?
She’d spent more than enough time on this trip thinking she was going to be snack for a bear.
“Are you bringing the gun?” she asked.
“No, I wasn’t planning on it. Why? I thought it made you too nervous.”
“Well, yeah. It did. When I thought you might use it to shoot people. But I’m not about to hike in woods in the wilds of Canada without one. What if we run across a grizzly?”
“We’ll leave it alone and it’ll most likely leave us alone.” He tossed the mostly empty carry-on bag onto the bed and opened it.
“Most likely?” She pushed the larger suitcase onto its back and reluctantly opened it. She hated to leave all her belongings behind, but perhaps after it was all over, she could call the hotel and ask them to ship them home? That was an idea. She could live with that. She pulled out the warmest pieces she’d brought with her, along with some underwear, and packed them into the smaller bag.