by Vera Quinn
I am second guessing leaving Charity here in the morning. I don’t want her to hurt herself in the woods, but my bigger worry is getting caught by the Hell Keeperz in these woods. I would hate for the Hell Keeperz to find this hunting camp without me here. There are two shotguns in the closet of the back room with two boxes of shotgun shells. I will take the 12 gauge, in case I need more fire power, and leave Charity the 20 gauge to go with the .45 she took off the biker. It should take me six or seven hours to hike out of here and then we can ride four-wheelers back in. I need to quit second guessing my decisions. I know logically it’s the best answer, but the thought of a Hell Keeperz getting their filthy hands on Charity is maddening. Charity has wormed her way under my skin. My body knows what it wants but I don’t want Charity getting hurt in the process. Charity puts up a good bravado, but I see in her eyes she has been hurt and betrayed. She is riding the edge of desperation to help her sister without thinking of herself. That shows me she is a good person even if I don’t have all the answers that I need from her. She helped Rebel and me without hesitation, sure it helped her too, but she would have helped us escape, even if she was left behind. Then there is that look of longing in her eyes. I want to give into that look. I’m not blind, I have caught her giving me sideways glances, and I have caught her checking me out. My body wants that woman, but I need to put some distance between us, which is another good reason to leave her here in the morning. That’s it, my decision is made.
Charity insisted that I take the first shower and I can’t say I regret doing just that. I found some of my old clothes in a storage tub upstairs and they may be too hot tomorrow, but tonight they will do. We ate while the water warmed for Charity to get her shower. I gave Charity one of my old t-shirts to sleep in, but I am looking for some sweats or shorts and I am coming up empty. Everything in here will swallow her. I reach for another storage tub and it’s then I realize that tonight we will be sleeping in the same room. I can always move one of the mattresses into the front part of the cabin. Charity started calling this place a cabin and I have just went with it. I have always thought of this place as our hunting camp, it’s just we have a building on it. Dad said they built the cabin, so they could watch over all of us kids when we went to sleep at night. They didn’t want any of us walking off into the woods at night and them not know about it. Didn’t make sense to me growing up but since I have been around Kaden’s boys and Shelby it makes perfect sense. Children can get away from you in a flash. We had many good nights in this backroom of this cabin just being kids. There are three sets of bunk beds in here with not much room for anything else. Two of the bunk beds have a full size on bottom and half on top and the other one is just regular bunk beds. We played games in this room, told ghost stories, and bonded like brothers and sisters and now there is a new generation carrying on the tradition. There’s just not very many children in our family. I hear the shower turn off and my short trip down memory lane is over. I wait for Charity to come out, so I can ask her if she wants me to move a mattress into the front room. The only furniture in the living room is a table and chairs we eat at. The living room and kitchen are one room. We never moved a sofa or even a television out here. Dad said this place was for hunting in the winter and fishing in the summer and it was just a time to just be kids when we were here. There is a big pond about a half a mile from here and we spent hours in a flat-bottom boat fishing there or frog gigging. This place brings back so many good memories. I hear the bathroom door open and Charity stands in the doorway with the light behind her and the t-shirt I gave her is so worn that I can see right through it. I know I should look away or say something, but I can’t. Charity has forgone her panties and bra. My throat and mouth have gone dry and it’s a good thing, or I would be drooling like some school boy. Charity is perfection. Charity is no stick figure thin woman. She has hips a man can hold onto while pounding her from behind. Charity is not very tall, but in that t-shirt, I can see her muscular tone legs with a natural tan. Her breasts are not huge, but they are mouth-watering, and I can see her nipples are pebbled. I want to take her in my arms and make her mine for the night anyway, but I tear my eyes away from her, and turn back to looking through the tub of clothes, but I still can’t say anything. I try to adjust my hard cock without her noticing but that is hard to do. I hear the bathroom door close and then I feel her hand on my back through my shirt.
“Brody, I don’t have a lot of experience with men, but I’m no virgin. I want you for tonight. No commitment and tomorrow things can go back the way they are now. I know I’m messing this up, but I want just this one night to be with you. You and me enjoying the pleasure we can give each other and forgetting everyone and everything else outside this room.” I hear the pleading in Charity’s voice and it’s destroying any resistance I have left. I turn around and Charity takes the chance to get closer to me. I feel the heat off her body.
“Charity, this isn’t a great idea. I don’t have a good record when it comes to relationships. I have had a woman in my life for many years that keeps me from moving on to a healthy relationship.” I know this is not the time to tell Charity about the whole Jilly thing. Charity takes my hand in hers and brings it up to her mouth. She kisses my hand and then does something that surprises me. She sucks my finger into her mouth and I can feel the pre-cum leaking from the head of my cock. I pull my hand out of her mouth and before I know it Charity whips the t-shirt she is wearing over her head. “Babe, you need to put that shirt back on.” I know I should move and leave the room and get some air, but she reaches for my hand again and moves it to her breast. The weight of it feels so good in my hand. I cup it harder and then move my fingers to her nipple and roll it between my fingers. Charity’s head rolls back and she lets out a moan. Oh shit, I know my soul is going to be cursed. I bend down and suck her nipple in my mouth. I suck, lick and nip at the hardened nipple. I take my mouth away from the nipple and Charity lets out a sound of impatience. I look at Charity and she looks at me. Charity tries to bring me in for a kiss, but I stop her this time. “Charity, if we do this you need to understand it is a one-time thing. I can’t give anything more than tonight. I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding that this is more than what it is. One night of two people needing the comfort of each other and then tomorrow, we are beginning a friendship and I would like to continue doing that, but nothing more. Is all that clear with you?”
“Yes, Brody, I understand it all and it’s what I am asking for and nothing else. Is this how you act every time a woman throws herself at you? I want you for tonight with no strings attached.” I don’t know how I got so lucky, but I am not turning down what Charity is offering even though I should. I just hope we both can live with it tomorrow. I pull Charity closer to me and take her mouth and taste her the way I have wanted to since I met the woman. I taste the mint of the toothpaste she must have used after her shower. I want to devour Charity in this kiss. Her taste is like honey on my tongue. Charity’s first experience was not a good one, so I want to give her more this time even if it is only one night. I slow the kiss down and take it deeper. It is sweet and slow even though I am not accustomed to such sweetness, I want it now for Charity. I want Charity to remember this kiss and compare every kiss she gets in the future to it. She may have other lovers, but I want her to remember this one kiss. I break away from the kiss filled with want and breathless.
“I want you and I need you, but not standing here. I want you on the bed.” I start pushing her slowly back towards the bed as I kiss down her neck.
“Your kiss is opening up parts of myself I thought would be locked up forever. I feel desire and warmth that I have never felt before. I have never trusted someone with my body the way I do you.” Charity’s knees hit the bed. “I want to see your body Brody. I want to see and feel all of you.” Charity lies back on the bed and I take the sight of her in. I pull my shirt up over my head and then throw it in the corner. I snap the button on my jeans and push them and my boxers to the floor
and then step out of them. My cock is throbbing with pre-cum leaking and I see the minute that Charity sees me in full view. I am not shy about my body. This time it’s different, I want Charity to remember every inch of me. Charity sits up and places her hand on my hard stomach and then caresses her way to my chest. “I love the feel of your skin. It’s warm, hard, but still so inviting.” Charity leans farther and takes my cock in her hand. I feel weak in the knees from just her touch. I can’t take it anymore. I fall on top of Charity and cover her body with mine. With a few adjustments, I am between her legs, right where I want to be. Nothing before has ever felt so right. “This is perfect, Brody. You smell so good that it makes my mouth water,” Charity is running her hands all over my back and my ass and I feel my body quiver. I have been shutting my body off to all sensations ever since Gracie and I split up. I haven’t had a woman since Gracie, but I want to savor every touch from Charity. I knew this is how it would be between us. I am looking at Charity’s face, but she has her eyes closed like she is trying to remember every inch of me by touch. Then her eyes open and I see the bliss she is in right now. “I need you inside me Brody. I need all of you.”
“Charity, I don’t want to rush this. You deserve more than a quick fuck in a dusty old hunting camp. I want to cherish your body. This is a memory I want implanted in my head. I don’t want to forget a minute.” I tell Charity.
“Brody, one day you are going to find a woman that deserves you, and she is never going to let you go. Just so you know, I will remember every second and memory I have of you and me together. Just don’t make me beg.” Charity tells me breathlessly.
“I want to take you, touch you, taste your essence, kiss you until you are mindless with need and only then will I give you senseless pleasure.” I take Charity’s mouth with a hunger that will never be satisfied. Just the thought scares me. This is for one night and one night only. I need to keep reminding myself. I come up for a breath and move to Charity’s neck, kissing and licking. Then nipping and more kissing. I kiss Charity’s ear and make sure she can feel my hot breath in her ear and then move down to her earlobe and nip and then suck it into my mouth. I feel Charity wrap her legs behind mine and try to bring my cock to her, so she can grind her wet pussy against me, but not yet. I would like nothing better than to bury myself inside her, but I know once I feel her pussy surround my cock I will be done for. It has been too long. I release her earlobe and kiss my way down her collarbone, taking my time and enjoying every taste. I want to burn my touch into Charity’s memory. I kiss my way back to Charity’s breast and suckle one and then the other, giving each the attention it needs.
“Brody, please. I need to feel you inside me. I can’t wait any longer, please.” Charity’s pleading has my cock as hard as nails. Charity moves her hand between us and she reaches down and grabs my cock and the shock of the feel of her hand is almost my undoing. I feel an electric current from her hand to my balls and I fucking want more.
“I want to taste you Charity, everywhere. I want to lick and suck on your clit until you cum on my tongue.” I don’t wait for Charity to answer. I feel her legs fall away from me and I kiss my way down her belly and then further still. Charity has a nicely trimmed patch of hair on her. I kiss her pelvic bone and I part her folds opening her to me. The most beautiful pussy I have ever seen. I rub my finger over her clit and massage it further until it is erect and then I move myself, so I can lightly suck it into my mouth and flick my tongue over it. Charity’s back comes off the bed and I slowly enter a finger inside her and curl it, so I can feel that spongy spot I know will have her on the edge of a climax. I hear Charity cry out and I know she’s close. I take my tongue away from Charity’s clit and move it down to her entrance and move my tongue back and forth at a fast pace and then put my tongue inside of her and then I move back to her clit. I feel her quiver and my patience is gone. I need to feel her pussy around me. I move back up her body and when I am between her legs she grabs the back of my head and brings me down for a searing kiss and I know she can taste herself on my tongue. I move my hand between us and grab my cock and line it up and plunge deep inside her hot tight pussy. I feel like I am home, right where I should be, but I wipe that thought away quickly. Charity wraps her legs around the back of mine and she squeezes, and I almost blow inside her. I start moving at a slow pace, but Charity is having none of it. She’s topping me from the bottom, but I am loving every second of it. My thrust become faster and deeper. I feel Charity’s pussy walls begin to quiver and I stop. “On your knees sweetheart. I want in deeper.” I back up, so Charity can get on her knees and the sight of her ass makes me surge into her pussy with an urgency that is taking over my whole body. I go in deep and hard and set an unrelenting pace. I know this is going to end way too fast, but I cannot slow myself down. I have lost all control and my body has taken over. Charity has grabbed the sheet in her hand and is digging into the mattress. She is bringing her ass back to me and we have a rhythm going chasing our releases. I reach around her and place my finger on her clit. I rub down and get my finger slick and rub back to her clit. I feel the walls of her cunt sucking my cock in further. She has a greedy pussy. I feel when Charity has reached her orgasm and her pussy sucks the cum out of me. The burn shooting up my back and my balls shrinking up and I feel the first burst of cum streaming into Charity. I keep pumping and feel like my orgasm is never going to stop and I am in a nirvana that has never felt so fucking good. I feel when Charity collapses onto the bed and I go with her covering her body. I try to keep some of my weight off her and then I roll over to my side and pull Charity to me.
“We forgot something, and I am a mess.” Not what I thought Charity would say, but she is right. I don’t even have a condom with me. I didn’t think. I have only been with two women without a condom in my life, Selena and Gracie. What was I thinking? I wasn’t. Charity makes me not use my brain.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t even think of a condom. I don’t have one with me, but I am clean. I have only been with two women in my life without a condom. I get a test twice a year.” I try to explain. “Are you on birth control?”
“The doctor that was in our community gave all the girls older than sixteen the shot, but I’m not sure if it’s still good. I don’t know exactly how long I was held but I have only been with one person beside you. We didn’t get tested for anything, but the guy has babies with other women and they’re fine.” Charity just let something else about the people she calls family. I know she realizes she has said something she didn’t want known. I need to ask questions, but I am dead tired, and I know morning is going to come early. I still need to discuss a few things with Charity tonight. I look down at the top of her head and she doesn’t look up at me. She is going to clam up. Best thing to do is change the subject until she is ready to talk. We will have plenty of time to hash the rest out when we get back to town.
“In the morning when I leave, I’m taking the twelve gauge with me and I will leave the twenty for you. Stay in the cabin and be aware what’s going on around the cabin. I think I will hit the highway about midday. We’ll get some four-wheelers and come and pick you up. After we get back to town, then we will go to the Demented Revengers clubhouse and have a sit-down with everyone, so maybe we can get answers, and Charity, I know you’re somewhat of a private person, but you need to share everything from the beginning and that includes your home life. There must be a reason your pop traded a daughter to the Hell Keeperz MC and we need to know the why, so we can help you and get those other women that are being held to safety. No one will judge your life and maybe while I’m gone you can come to terms with that. When I get back to town, I will also get you one of those morning-after pills. I don’t know what I was thinking having unprotected sex with you.” Charity is staying quiet the whole time I am talking to her, but her body goes completely still when I say the part about the morning-after pill, so I go on. “We are not in a happy healthy relationship. A pregnancy isn’t something either of us needs. I shou
ld have thought before we had sex, but I don’t regret one second of our time together. Having a child from a one-night stand, should not be the way a child is brought into the world, so please, for everyone’s sake consider taking it when I get back here with it or when we can get it. It is your body and your choice, but you need to do the responsible thing. It’s what mature adults do. I’m going to get up and lock everything up and turn all the lights out. I’ll be right back, so go clean up so you can sleep better.” I am not trying to be mean or cruel. I am trying to be the responsible adult that I wasn’t an hour ago. Charity rolls out of the bed on her side, and without looking at me or saying anything, she goes to the bathroom. I know I hurt her feelings, but I was just being honest. I get up and put my boxers back on and head into the living room and lock everything up and turn all the lights off. I make my way back to the back room and when I look in there, Charity has moved over to the single set of bunk beds and she is covered up and her face is to the wall. I don’t know what I should do to make Charity feel better. I decide to do nothing. I feel a pull to this woman and for me to be able to walk away from her I know I need to make a clean break and this is the way I choose to do it. I turn the light off and climb back in the bed that Charity and I just made love in. No, had sex. We had sex. We did not make love. I do not love Charity. I can’t. I finally drift off knowing tomorrow will be another challenging day, but at least I will get the distance I need from Charity.