A Wrong Turn Towards Love (5 page)

After a moment he came over and crouched before her. “What’s wrong? You hungry?”

She nodded.

“I’ll see if I can find some morels. You ever have them?”

She shook her head.

“They’re delicious,” he spoke gently. After a moment he stood. “I’ll be back.” He thought that she might be in shock. He didn’t know for sure but he wouldn’t be surprised. She might be a tough cookie from Chi-town but the mountains had a special kind of crazy that was unlike any other place on earth. He might not be able to make sense of urban crazy…but redneck crazy was unfortunately very familiar.

A short time later Bodie had collected a good amount of mushrooms. He had done it fairly quickly, fearful of leaving Shaun alone for too long. Morels went for a pretty penny in the city but on the mountain they were snack food and he had collected enough for them to have a veritable feast.

After returning to the makeshift camp he saw that Shaun had moved from her place on the log and was now sitting on the ground clutching her knees up to her chest.

“You cold?”

She nodded with hooded eyes.

He crouched before her again. “Shaun? Are you okay?”

“Tired,” she muttered.

“Okay.” He placed the load of mushrooms on the ground beside her and then quickly began unbuttoning his coveralls.

Her eyes followed his movements curiously. She seemed suddenly more alert. “What are you doing?”

He stepped out of the coveralls, still wearing jeans and a t-shirt.

“Here. Put these on.”

She stood up trembling and he helped her to step into the warm clothing. Immediately the shivering ended. She exhaled a long, satisfied breath.

“I’m going to make a fire.” He had one blazing in less than five minutes and then he stripped down some long straight branches and skewered the morels on them. Once they were seared on the outside and juicy on the inside he gave the branch to Shaun who had crept over to sit down beside him. He loaded the other branch with more morels for himself.

Tentatively she popped one of the hot mushrooms into her mouth. “Mmm. Good. Taste like…chicken.” She gave him an appreciative look and he smiled in relief. She was acting more normal—though he was unsure if normal was the way she usually acted. At least she had lost that distant look in her eyes.

They ate their fill and there were still more mushroom waiting to be roasted. She rubbed her hands across her knees.

“Uh Bodie…I need to use it.”

“Oh,” he shrugged. “I won’t look.”

She grimaced. “Well…would you come with me?”

Bodie gave her an unsure look. “Okay.” Together they walked a little ways into the denser forest. He pointed out some leaves as safe to use if needed. “You ever go camping?” he asked when his back was safely turned. He heard the rustle of pants being lowered.

“Yeah. When I was younger Craig took me to a chalet.”

“That ain’t camping.”

“We had to walk through the woods to get to it.”

Bodie chuckled. He heard little splatters of liquid hitting the ground. Suddenly he had to go too and he unzipped and relieved himself against a tree.

“I went swimming in a creek when I was a kid. It was nice. But I’m not too partial to woods and bugs and things—Oh!”

She had walked up on Bodie peeing. She turned away, quickly averting her eyes although she had not seen anything except his bare buttocks from where he had hiked down his pants. She had time to think that it was quite a nice butt.

After a moment Bodie finished and they headed back to camp together. Shaun’s eyes darted around as she kept so close to Bodie that their arms were pressed together. “Uhm…are there wild animals around here?”

“Wildcats. But nothing’s going to mess with us if we don’t mess with it. I’ve been camping in these woods since I was knee high to a toad stool.” They sat back on the ground while Shaun tried to ignore the odd noises in the dark. She drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs.

Bodie moved closer to her and placed his arm around her shoulder. “You still cold?”

“A little.” He rubbed her arm lightly and she thought that it felt incredible. She allowed her eyes to close as she sighed in contentment.

A few moments later Bodie closed his tired eyes and then rested his cheek against the soft springy curls on top of her head.

Chapter 6

Shaun didn’t remember falling asleep. But when she opened her eyes she found that she was laying beside Bodie, her head cradled against his arm and shoulder. His breathing was even and quiet. She glanced around without moving. The fire had gone out, burning down to just red embers that glowed softly in the night like strange candles. It was darker than any dark night in Chicago. In the country night was black despite the moon and stars glittering above—away from streetlights, passing cars and homes illuminated from within.

Using the small amount of illumination to see, Shaun tried to study Bodie’s features in the dark. He was handsome even if he did have a mullet. And he talked so country—she found herself emulating his country dialect. God, but he was the bravest man she had ever met. She replayed the way he had beat up those Klansmen at the bus station and the way he never acted the least bit scared, even when that fool shot at them.

Man, wouldn’t Craig go for Bodie. Patrice would too. Shaun blinked. No, SHE could really go for Bodie. He was everything that she had ever searched for in a man…and more. He was kick-ass, incredible looking, owned his own business…what more could you ask for? She scowled. For him to be black? Why? He might be a redneck but he certainly wasn’t a racist.

She snuggled deeper into his arms and he pulled her to him and like a big bear he enclosed her protectively within his embrace.

This was more comfortable than sleeping in a feather bed! Shaun yawned and slid her arm around him, getting even closer. Oops, maybe too close. Could that really be...? DAYUM! Maybe he had put the tire iron down his pants…

Just as she was getting ready to get happy at what was poking against her thigh, a sudden sense of sadness fell over Shaun. She could reach up and trace his muscles with her fingertips or place her lips in the hollow of his neck. She could reach down and stroke him until he quivered in her hands. But she realized that she wanted that and more. She wanted this big countryman as her own.

No! That’s stupid! Who falls in love with a person that they’ve known for just one day?

Shaun froze as she thought about that word that had shot through her mind like a bullet from a Klansman’s rifle.

I love Bodie.
She waited but the world didn’t end. She smiled. But it soon faded. After today she would never step foot on this mountain again, and therefore she would never see Bodie again.

Her brow drew together.
If that’s the case, then I’m going out with a bang!

Shaun slid her body up until she was face to face with the still sleeping Bodie. Gently she placed her lips on his.

He didn’t budge.

She regarded him a moment before leaning forward again and this time allowing her kisses to trail down his chin. When she got to the hollow of his neck she allowed her tongue to flick him lightly. Bodie’s hand suddenly moved up and he buried his fist into her wild hair, urging her back up to his lips. When she complied he took her lips, owning them with his kisses. She was amazed that there seemed to be nothing sleepy about his movements and she wondered if he had been awake all along, seducing her with that huge bulge that strained in his pants.

Well Shaun wasn’t going for seduction. She had been smoldering and now she was blazing hot. She reached down between them and stroked him through his pants. Damn, it wasn’t a tire iron but it was bigger and harder than any man ought to be.

Bodie inhaled deeply at the way she touched him. He gripped her ass with his huge hand, finally claiming what he had been eyeing all day. He felt a sudden tug on his zipper and then Shaun was reaching into his pants and gripping his cock.

The air got caught in Bodie’s chest. He hadn’t felt another’s hand on him like this in far too long and he could very easily embarrass himself by shooting off in her hand right then and there. How could such a petite woman be so damn forceful and yet so damn sexy? He could no longer deny the draw that he had been feeling for her every since he had set eyes on her giving shit to JD in the bar.

He liked her. Not just for the deep cocoa brown skin that was so rare up here on the mountain, nor for the knock-out curves that she possessed on her petite frame. He was drawn to her open innocence and bravery. She was strong even when she was hurting and he wanted very badly to make every bit of the hurt go away.

Bodie reached up and undid the buttons on the coveralls that she wore. Shaun helped him and then quickly shrugged out of them. Bodie then undid the button and zipper on her jeans, tugging them down enough to grip the bare flesh of her ass. His fingers dug possessively into the flesh of her bodacious backside.

“Oh my god,” he groaned. Shaun finished pulling off her jeans and he did the same. Soon he was lying on his back wearing only a t-shirt and staring up at the half nude woman who had just stumbled out of her jeans and panties. With amazingly little effort he pulled her down perching her atop him with her luscious brown legs straddling him.

Shaun had never straddled a man that was so big that her knees could barely touch down! His cock strained upward and she was mesmerized by how stiff and thick it was. She examined the way the dark hair of his pelvis crept up his belly and then covered his chest. She had never seen a hairy chest—Craig waxed and well the boys of her past were narrow-chested wannabe men. She wasn’t sure if she liked it but braced herself by planting her hands on his chest and felt that his body hair was curly and soft.

He watched her as she ran her hands over his chest, his hand stroking her thighs and she decided that she liked it. She liked that he was a big hairy bear of a man with a country twang and a huge cock. And soon she felt her nectar seeping from her and knew that it was running down his legs too.

Using both hands Shaun gripped his shaft causing Bodie to groan again. Carefully she lowered herself onto his rigid erection and Bodie gripped her hips to steady her.

Lord
, he thought,
she is tight!
The blood raced through his veins as she made several attempts to get him completely inside of narrow passage. Her gasps and moans were like gasoline to an open flame. He wanted it to be good for her like she was making it good for him. Instead of thrusting wildly Bodie rolled his hips and pistoned in and out of her smooth and rhythmically.

Oh my god!
She thought as he somehow managed to keep his body still except for the delicious rolling of his hips. His giant cock filled her more completely than ever before. Wantonly she reached up and massaged her aching breast through the fabric of her blouse. Bodie’s hands were suddenly there, moving beneath her blouse and beneath her hands to join her manipulations. He pushed her bra up until her heavy breast fell from their confines and when he glimpsed them in the slight illumination left by the moon and the stars he sucked in an audible gulp.

Beautiful.
Nothing had ever been more beautiful to him, not the red sunset of the mountain cliffs, or the virgin snow in the valley. Nothing could eclipse the sight that he glimpsed until Shaun quickly pulled
the blouse and bra over her head. She rode him smoothly, pelvis rolling in concentric circles to his steady thrusts. And then she lifted one breast to her mouth and he saw her lips enclose one dark, fat nipple. 

“Oh damn…” Bodie whimpered, His hips suddenly pumped wildly into her.

Shaun threw her head back and screeched, sounding much like the wildcats that cried out in the dark. She bounced up and down on the cock that she now rode with frenzied abandon.

“No…” he warned, but it was too late. He could feel his balls tighten. He pushed her away so that he could pull out but she was cumming too and she wailed and bounced even harder.

Bodie felt himself explode within her and he wailed right along with her. It seemed to endure forever; sparks of pleasure prolonging the orgasm even past the point of ejaculation.

Eventually there was not enough energy to even move and Shaun collapsed on top of the big mountain man in total exhaustion. His arms came up around her and she managed a smile.

Damn, what had just happened? It was amazing…
“That was too quick,” was what he said even while his mind was thinking half a million different thoughts.

She raised her head from his chest. He could clearly see the damp ringlets surrounding the most beautiful face that he’d ever set eyes on.

“No it wasn’t. I needed that, Bodie. Just like it was.”

Mesmerized, he stroked her back gently. “Shaun,” he said after a few minutes. “Spread out my shirt and those coveralls on the ground.”

She gave him a curious look but did what he asked.

“Lay down.” He helped her. “It’s time for desert,” he said in a lazy country drawl, and then positioned his head between her legs.