Tattoos and Transformations (5 page)

“No.”

A flock of blackbirds flew near the ridge and then disappeared below the edge. She hadn’t realized how raw her emotions still were.

Instead of telling her she should get over it, he pulled her close. His warmth comforted her. When his thumb nudged her chin and lifted her face to his, her heart dropped to her stomach.

The kiss was soft yet demanding. She could no more pull away than she could pretend she didn’t want him. Like a kid releasing helium balloons in the sky, her body soared with the thrill of his touch.

Needing him more than life, she cupped his face and dragged her tongue along the ridge of his mouth. He opened up and dove in. Their tongues tackled each other, and the air in her lungs seemed to disappear. Now light headed, she got on her knees and faced him.

He squeezed shut his eyes. “Dakota.” His voice came out strangled.

“Yes?”

“If you touch me anymore I’ll burst.”

This couldn’t be happening to her. “Okay.” That probably sounded stupid, but she was tongue-tied. His acceptance meant the world to her.

“I’m not sure you understand what I’m asking. I want you. Please say yes.”

She didn’t need to think. She’d rehearsed what she’d say forever if he ever showed interest in being with her. “Yes.” He knocked the foam chairs off to the side and lowered her to the mat. She unwound her legs to allow him full access and was delirious
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that she could hold him in her arms. Her breaths came out too fast.

Damn
.

His gaze traveled from her face down to her chest. He slipped one of the straps off her shoulder and pulled one of the cups below her nipple. Before she questioned him about the chances of anyone finding them up here high on the ridge, his mouth latched onto her tit.

The divine pressure sent her libido skyrocketing. Having Clint Callen’s tongue on her body came as close to nirvana as one could get.

Her escaped groan burst out.

That seemed to further incite him. His teeth nipped the tip and pulled it taut. A quick squeeze and spikes of pleasure cascaded down the sides of her breasts. He dropped the other strap and mimicked the thrill on the other side. Needing to touch him, she threaded her hands through his hair then traced the edge of his ears with her thumbs.

Everything about Clint was perfect.

Right now, he was hers.

“God, you are so gorgeous,” he proclaimed in between sucking on her breasts.

Her pussy was growing restless and needed some friction. “I have other body parts that need some attention.” Her hands clenched thinking maybe she’d been too forward.

A smile tugged on his face as he dragged his teeth across the end of her nipple. The erotic lust blasting urged her to be bolder. She cupped his ass and pressed his hips against her. His hard cock ground in between her legs and her pussy creamed.

He slipped one hand behind her back and unhooked her bra with ease. In a flash, he discarded it. “So nice.” He swiped his tongue across the tip. “I could stay here for hours.” That wouldn’t do. “Other hikers might come. Besides, I have other needy parts.”

He dropped his head back and laughed. “Easy, darlin’. Trust me, when I get through with you there will be nothing in need of touching.

I’m going to take care of every lustful ache in your body.”

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Chapter Four

Clint’s words dribbled over her like paint smoothed over a blank canvas. His mouth came down on hers hard as if he had to have her, while his fingers dug into her shoulders. When she wiggled her hips, his cock seemed to grow.

As soon as he came up for air, she tried to reach between them for his dick. “I want to touch you.”

“I’m not sure I can last if you do, but maybe a peek is in order.”

“Yes, please.”

“You first.” He lifted up onto his knees, popped her button, and pulled down her zipper in one fluid motion. “Lift.” She did, and he managed to get off her shorts in no time. Without asking him to, he unlaced her shoes and removed them. All she had on were her red lace panties.

“Not the usual hiking fare, but I like them much better.” With a grin on his face, he divested himself of not only his shoes but his pants. She figured he was leaving on his underwear for her to remove.

“Did you bring any protection?” If he had, this whole watch-her-paint plan might have been a setup.

“Do flowers grow when you water them?”

Yes!
He fished a condom from his pack and tossed it to the side.

“I think you forgot something.”

He cocked a brow. “Ah, yes, your panties.”

“No, your undershorts.”

He grinned. “I thought you’d like the honors.” His cock pressed outward as if it were waving at her.

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“I’d love to, but I need to sit up.”

He moved to the end of the mat to allow her better access. Now was her chance. She crawled up on her knees, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him. She softened her lips and leaned back enough until their lips barely touched. His groan almost sent her over the edge. Her greedy hands delved between his waistband and his skin. Not hyperventilating took all of her control.

I’m touching Clint Callen
.

Slowly, she lowered his shorts, but the elastic got caught on his cock. She had to slip her hand toward his erection and pull the material away from him. Once free of the obstruction, she ripped them down to his knees.

Oh, my God.
“You are ginormous.” Several thoughts passed through her brain. First and foremost was that he’d never fit inside her. Secondly, if she didn’t put her mouth on his cock right then, she’d explode. Dropping back on her heels, she loomed over him. Simultaneously, she cupped his balls and drew him into her mouth.

His hands clasped her shoulders. “Be kind.” Like hell she would. Tightening her hold, she pressed hard with her lips and lifted her head. Her tongue swirled around his cock, lapping up his delicious scent. When her lips reached the head, she let her teeth scrape the edge.

He gasped and pulled her off him. “Any more and this and the sex act will be a one-way street.”

She’d hate for him to come all over the mountaintop and leave her unsatisfied. “Fine.” She huffed and sat back up.

He grinned. “Why don’t you rest back the way you were and let me provide some lovin’ to you?”

He wouldn’t get an argument out of her. As she rolled down, he wadded up his pants into a pillow and placed it under her head.

“Thanks.”

He picked up the condom, tore the foil, and drew the latex over

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his cock. He had to tug on the rubber to get it to fit. Just as she surmised, his cock was too big.

She expected him to crawl up on his elbows and kiss her. Instead, he slid onto his stomach and peeled back her panties. He spread his legs wide to keep hers open as his tongue sneaked in and licked her clean. She jerked upward from the intoxicating intensity.

“Easy now. We have a long way to go. Hold on.” From the slow and easy delivery, he seemed to be oblivious to what his touch and velvety tongue were doing to her. “I’m trying.” His damned chuckle carried across her and down to the valley.

His feathery licks electrified her body. She clasped on to his shoulders and kneaded his flesh. Each stab of his tongue inflamed her already heated body. Rolling spasms rippled down her insides. When his tongue latched onto her clit, her groan came out closer to a yell.

“I love how sensitive you are.”

It wasn’t just because she hadn’t had sex in a while. It was because this was Clint, the man of her dreams. What he could do to her body. He was worse than any drug. Just a flick here, a lick there, and she wanted to climax. Her fantasy of fucking his brains out was about to come true and she didn’t want to mess it up. She figured the longer she waited for the release the more powerful and mind-blowing it would be.

Her hips bucked up and down with every suck as the pleasure wrapped around her body. He captured her clit between his teeth and her breath lodged in her throat.

So much for holding out. “I need your cock.” His tongue stopped moving as if he was deciding how and when to grant her wish. “In due time.”

Damn him.
They were on top of a mountain with the wind blowing, the birds flying overhead, and at any minute another hiker could come across them and spoil the perfect interlude. If they weren’t able to consummate this union, she’d wither and die.

He soon replaced his teeth with fingers in her pussy. Not one, but
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two found their way inside. She gushed with fluids as he pumped them in and out. Curling his fingers, he hit another spot that sent her soaring. Pulses heated her hungry flesh, pushing her closer to losing control. If only she could suck his cock or devour his mouth, she bet she’d be able to breach his calm veneer.

Then hope surged when he crawled upward. Finally, she was going to be rewarded with his glorious cock in her creamy hole.

Instead of receiving him inside her, he planted the monster at her entrance and stared at her breasts.

“I love your tits.”

His mouth went to work firing up her already tender nipples. His fingers gently twisted one while he licked the other. As if they were play toys, he seemed to enjoy pressing on them and swirling his tongue around the other. The whole time his cock moved forward a quarter of an inch at a time. She tried to slip down to meet him, but he held her hips still with his weight. Finally, he trailed his kisses up her chest and settled a bit on the hollow of her throat.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to taste you.” While she loved the sexy and breathy way he said it, he’d had his chance for years, yet never had taken it. She was the same old Dakota.

Or was she? The old Dakota wouldn’t have worn red lace underwear, run an art gallery, or been with Clint on the top of a mountain. Maybe she had changed. The bit of anger that had settled in her stomach began to disappear. His cock nudged into her. All thoughts disappeared. She grabbed the foam mat and curled the edges, sucking in a breath as she tried to control her release.

For every inch he moved forward, he awakened dormant nerves that sprang to life.
Fuck me
. His strokes turned bolder the moment his lips reached hers. His tongue teased his way in, and they wrapped their tongues around each other to form a bond. The double sensations challenged her mind. His hands added to the mix. While he supported himself on his elbows, his thumbs reached the sides of her breasts.

Rubbing circles lit up her skin and set her on fire.

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“I want you.” His voice cracked as he thrust into her.

Her eyes lost focus as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Sparks of electricity tripped up her spine with each thrust.

“You’re so big.”

“The better to satisfy you.”

His mouth left her lips and traveled a path that included her eyes and then the rim of her ear. He nipped and tasted before sampling her lips again. Her pussy was so wet that it only took a few pushes for the tip of his cock to reach the end. His width stretched her walls, but she thrilled at how she could love so much of him.

He slid out then drove back in. Each time his thrusts got harder and harder.

“You feel so good.”

He smiled. “I wish you were in my skin, darlin’. It ain’t nothing compared to what I’m experiencing. I’m so hot, I’m close to bursting, but I want to play with those titties of yours some more.” Their chests were pressed together, making that a bit difficult.

When Clint withdrew, the devastation was complete.

“Clint?”

“Let’s get you on your hands and knees. That way I can make you come faster.”

She’d already been about to burst. Reality sunk in. “I don’t take cocks in my ass.”

He rubbed her ass cheeks. “You will when the time is ready.

You’ll be begging me for it.”

“I don’t think so.” She secretly wanted to give it a try, but right now she was so close to coming that she didn’t want to spoil her perfect evening.

He lifted her up and had her flipped over before she’d engaged any muscles. His chest pressed against her back and his lips kissed her neck. “I want to make you happy.”

She had no idea where this wonderful man had sprung up from, but she was willing to take him. “Okay.”
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One hand guided his cock into her pussy again while the other found her tits. When he seared a blistering path down her wet channel, lightning strikes ripped through her and heated her to a boil. She pressed her hips backward to make him go as far as he could. He must have taken that as a signal, for he grabbed on to her tits and pounded into her over and over again.

“Fuck me harder!” She said a silent prayer this mountain belonged only to them.

“Dakota!” He pummeled her pussy with relentless demand.

With each stroke her climax built. Contractions of lust milked his cock. He growled. She moaned. As he fondled her tits and thrust into her pussy faster and faster, the carnal desires swept over her and tossed her over the edge into a free fall of total bliss.