I slowly came to wrapped in blankets on an uncomfortable cot. Snoring a few spots away from me was Jared, looking like he hadn’t moved an inch since he went to sleep the night before.
I sat up slowly. My head wasn’t aching anymore, but I was still a little disoriented. My body hurt in a bunch of other places, but a good night’s sleep seemed to have done me a world of good.
For a second, I panicked. I couldn’t see Camden anywhere, and I couldn’t remember if he had gone to bed or not. I got to my feet slowly and checked in the bathroom. It was empty, so I quickly and quietly moved outside, pulling open the front door.
Sitting in a simple chair and leaning up against the cabin’s wall was Camden. He was fast asleep, snoring softly, and it looked like he had tried to keep watch but had failed miserably.
Good, I thought. He needed sleep as much as we did.
That was typical Camden, trying to sacrifice himself for the good of the group.
I walked over to him and gently wrapped my arms around him. He woke with a slight start.
“Lace?” he grumbled. “Is everything okay?”
“It’s fine,” I said, sitting down in his lap. I felt something hard pressing against my lap and grinned at him. “Morning wood?”
“Like a fucking bitch,” he muttered.
I kissed him softly. “Good morning.”
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. “Good morning. Nice way to wake up.”
I kissed his neck. “Complaining?”
“Never. Love having a pretty girl in my lap.”
“Who could blame you?”
He kissed me back. “We should talk about today.”
“I don’t feel like talking.”
“Look at you. What do you feel like doing?”
I shifted my weight slightly, grinding down against his hard cock. “You know.”
“I do?”
“Come on. You know.”
He grinned at me, running his fingers through my hair. “I’m not so sure.” He stopped and pulled it slightly. “Why don’t you tell me?”
“Camden,” I gasped.
He kissed my neck. “Today is going to be dangerous, Lace.”
“I don’t care.”
I loved the delicious trace of his lips against my skin, the hardness of his body. I never thought I was going to get to experience him again, and I didn’t want to waste a single second. Jared may have been just inside, but I needed Camden.
Who knew what today would bring? Our lives were completely up in the air, ever since we’d started running. I’d wasted too many hours with him already.
“I don’t want to waste another second,” I whispered.
He pressed his lips against mine, kissing me fiercely. I pressed my palms against the cabin’s wall as his hands took my hips, firmly grinding them down against his dick.
“So you want me to fuck you?” he asked after a second.
“Yes. Please.”
“Only if you promise me something.”
His fingers deftly unbuttoned my pants and slipped down beneath my panties. I was soaking wet, and lightning rocketed through my body as his hands found my clit.
“Anything,” I gasped.
“Fuck me like it’s our last day alive.” He began to rub me in soft, agonizing circles. “Fuck me like you’ll never see me again.” He leaned forward and kissed my neck softly. “Because you might not.”
I grabbed his hair, shoving my mouth against his, my whole body arching up against his as he continued to work my clit. I rocked my hips, grinding myself against him. Excitement flew through me, and the only thing I could think about was this moment.
“Whatever you want,” I groaned.
“I want you,” he said, punctuating each word with another slight slip of his fingers on my clit, “to fuck me like today is the last day of our lives.”
I gasped and pushed back, moving up off him. I pulled my shirt up off my head and he watched me eagerly, smiling this heart-melting smile. I unhooked my bra and slipped it off while he pulled his own shirt off, tossing it aside and revealing his finely-sculpted chest and stomach.
I wanted to bite each individual muscle, but he was already up and pushing me back against the wall. His hands grabbed my breasts, working my stiff nipples while his mouth found mine again. After half a minute, I felt him tug my pants and panties down, letting cold mountain air hit my clit.
He pulled back. “I want to fuck you right here.”
“Only if you’re quiet.”
He laughed. “Let’s see who needs to be quiet.”
He dropped to his knees and pressed his face between my legs. I nearly let out a loud moan but bit my tongue instead. He began to lap at my pussy like he was a starving man, working my clit with his tongue and his teeth, and I couldn’t do anything but grab his hair and hold on.