“I wanted to talk to you where nobody would overhear us. Someone mentioned that you were out walking through the woods, so this is as good a time as any.”
I crossed my arms. “We’re actually alone out here?”
He nodded. “We are. Nobody for at least a couple miles.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
He stepped closer to me. “You like these people.”
“I do.”
“I don’t trust them.”
“Did you see the girls upstairs? And in the kitchen?”
“I saw a bunch of young, scared girls who can’t speak English. I’m not sure what any of that means.”
I sighed, frustrated. “I saw a bunch of women helping each other,” I said. “Maybe you don’t understand because you’re too busy thinking with your dick.”
He laughed. “This isn’t some feminist bullshit, Emma. This is about whether or not we can trust the Spiders. I’ve seen them do some violent fucking shit, and I’m inclined to run.”
“I want to stay.”
He came closer to me and stopped. I looked at him, at his body, his muscles, and his hard eyes, and I wanted to throw myself at him. I wanted to wrap my body around his and feel the way I felt the other night, but I couldn’t, not yet.
“I know you do. I can’t say I blame you.”
“Give them another day. That’s all. One more day, and if you’re not convinced, I’ll go.”
He frowned at me. “Promise.”
“I swear. We’ll leave.”
“Okay.”
I blinked. “Seriously?”
“This is as much your choice as mine, Emma. I can’t force you to stay with me.”
It hit me in that moment. He was absolutely right. Before I’d had to stay with him, because he was the only one protecting me. But now I didn’t need to stay with him at all if I didn’t want to. I was free to make my own choices, and I could stay even if he decided to leave.
But I didn’t want that, not at all. I still couldn’t imagine doing this without him, Spiders or no Spiders. Whether they could help me or not, it was irrelevant without him.
I stepped closer to him. “I’m not going anywhere,” I said. “We’re in this together.”
He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me against him roughly, kissing my lips hard. I melted into his embrace, returning his kiss with a passion I didn’t even realize I had inside me. I felt hungry, starving for his touch.
I felt his hands move along my body as I pressed myself harder against him, wanting to feel his every inch. He kissed along my neck and whispered in my ear.
“I’ve been fucking thinking about this every second since you left my bed,” he said.
“We can’t do anything here,” I whispered. “We’re out in the open.”
He laughed and pushed me back, my body pressing up against a tree. He pinned me there and kissed my neck, his hands slipping down the front of my jeans.
“Soaking wet,” he whispered as his fingers pushed under my panties and found my dripping clit. “I think your body disagrees with you.”
“Brooks,” I gasped as he began to stroke me.
“Nobody is coming,” he said.
“Except for me if you keep doing that.”
He grinned at me. “See. You fucking like it.” He pressed a finger deep inside me.
I gasped, smiling. “Maybe I do.”
“You don’t have to pretend around me,” he said, kissing my neck again, his lips so close to my ear. “Let go.”
He began to stroke his fingers in and out of my pussy, fucking my soaking spot. He rolled them up along my skin and rubbed my clit. Then he rolled them back down to press deep inside me. I gasped as he worked me like that, his skilled hands pressing against my body, moving me closer and closer.
I couldn’t help myself. I was worried someone would catch us, but that fear only heightened the sensation of his fingers working my pussy. I reached forward and grabbed his thick cock, feeling his hardness through his jeans. He grunted as I fumbled with his belt, pulling it off and then unbuttoning his fly. I reached down the front of his pants and grabbed his thick cock with both hands.
“Fuck, girl, getting greedy,” he said as I began to jerk his length with both hands.
“Maybe I can’t help myself.”
“I know you can’t,” he said. He pressed his fingers deep inside me and I gasped. “I know you fucking can’t. I want to feel you jerk this cock off, girl.”
He slowly pulled his hands from my pants and licked his fingers off, staring at me as I jerked his cock. I dropped down to my knees, my pussy dripping wet, and slowly wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked his tip hard, pressing him into my mouth and rolling my tongue around him.