Which meant I had a lot of slow, painful miles to think.
To think about Becca and what I wanted from her, and how I was going to get it.
To think about the mob and all the shit I was in.
To think about how all these changes meant something big was happening, something I definitely couldn’t be a part of.
And to think about how I was going to get out, because getting out was my only option, even when it felt like getting out was impossible.
Chapter Thirteen: Rebecca
My feet were aching like crazy as I pushed open our front door.
“Hello?” I called out.
“Hey, sweetie,” Cora said.
I walked into the kitchen and smiled at her. “How’s it going?”
“Good. How was work?”
“You know, the usual. Asshole truckers and terrible tippers.”
“You’ll get used to it. I’m glad you found some work at least.”
“Where’s Reid?”
She frowned. “I’m not sure, honestly. We expected him back by now.”
I checked the clock. It was half past six already, and he usually was back closer to noon on the Sundays he was running guide trips for fishermen.
“Did he call?”
“No, and we tried his cell with no luck.”
“But he doesn’t usually have service out there, does he?”
“No. I’m sure he’s fine. I’m just being a worrier.”
I laughed. “He’s probably out climbing and forgot to check in. Don’t worry, Cora, he’ll be fine.”
“By the way, me and your dad are going out for dinner tonight, which means you’re on your own.”
“I think I can manage to feed myself.”
“And feed Reid when he shows up.”
I nodded. “Got it. Shower time.”
“Enjoy. See you later tonight.”
I turned and left the kitchen, a knot of worry rolling in my gut. It wasn’t like Reid to just disappear, and even though we were both acting like everything was totally fine, I could see the worry etched in every inch of Cora’s smile. We were both terrified that something bad had happened out in the deep woods, like it had so many times before to so many other people.
As I stripped out of my work clothes, wrapped myself in a towel, and walked into the bathroom, every horrible thing imaginable kept running through my mind. Maybe they were attacked by bears, or fell down a ravine, or drowned in the river, or just got hopelessly lost, or bitten by a snake, or worse. The deep woods were beautiful and incredible but also full of thousands of different things that could potentially hurt you.
I turned the shower water on and waited for it to get hot. I knew Reid was a big boy, completely capable of taking care of himself and the people he guided, but still. It was impossible not to worry.
The water felt good against my skin as the grime from work rinsed from my body. I could practically feel the stress of the long day begin to melt from my body and my muscles as I stood there longer than I needed to thinking about Reid, remembering him.
Remembering the feel of him between my legs. The way his hands moved like they could play me like a piano. The calluses on the ends of his fingers rubbing my soft, sensitive spots.
I felt a thrill run through me and I could tell I was soaked through as I began to explore myself. Part of the excitement was the danger of it all. His strong hands had taken me, pressed me up against the tree like I was his to command and I couldn’t fight him. I wouldn’t have even if I had wanted to because I knew what was going to happen next. As I began to rub my clit, soft and quiet moans escaping my lips, I remembered the way he fucked me so confidently right there in the woods where anybody could have stumbled upon us.
And what a scandal that would have been. Getting fucked in the woods by your stepbrother? It didn’t get any dirtier than that. Or maybe it did if your stepbrother was Reid and his hands knew exactly how to send wave after wave of pleasure through your body, his thick cock rolling in and out of your body.
I leaned back against the cool tile wall and let the warm water stream over my breasts as I began to work my clit faster, soft moans of Reid’s name escaping my lips. I didn’t know if I wanted him because his cock felt so incredible or if there really was more there beneath the surface, but all the confused feelings swirled through my mind as I remembered the way he spanked my ass hard, growling into my ear like an animal. He ravaged me without a second thought, taking my body as his own and working me until I was sweating and panting and begging for more. And just as I pushed up against that edge, he softly tipped me over into the heaviest orgasm of my life.
I could feel my body stiffen as I remembered coming, the words he’d said, and how loudly he had fucked me there in the woods. I began to come again, my mind locked on Reid and his perfect body, his ripped climber’s body, his hands and fingers stronger than anyone’s I’d ever met.