Come With Me

by Sable Hunter

  “One million percent, honey. I wouldn’t ever let anything hurt you. Besides, I’ve got a gun and a bat under the steering wheel just in case.”

  “I thought you said you didn’t hunt.”

  “I don’t, but I’m also not dumb enough to go into gator and snake infested waters and not have something to defend myself with.”

  At the mention of the word ‘snake,’ Lacy moved quickly on board. Every little noise startled Lacy and she sat as close to Jake as she could while he maneuvered the boat out into the dark waters of the night.

  Jake snapped on the overhead lights, illuminating the path before them. “That’s better. Last thing we want is to run up on a tree stump. You’d be stuck out here with me all night.”

  And that would be a bad thing? Lacy could think of worse things that could happen. Involuntarily she shivered, feeling chilled.

  Jake noticed. Leaving the wheel, he came to her side. “Cold?” He lifted the seat beside her up and fished out a blanket. “Here, this should warm you up.”

  Touched by his concern, Lacy draped the blanket across her lap. “Thank you.”

  He returned to the wheel and she pulled the covers over her arms, making herself comfortable. It was really nice out here at night. She looked out over the side of the boat and watched as tiny lights in the water appeared, then disappeared. “Fireflies?” she asked.

  Jake smirked at her from behind the wheel. “Don’t wanna chase those bugs, little lady.”

  “Why?”

  “They ain’t bugs. Those are gators. The light reflects off their eyes, makes them shine like beacons.”

  Lacy looked back over the edge beside her, there was an alligator in the water right beside the boat. “Oh, my God,” she yelled and scrambled toward Jake.

  He caught her with a laugh. “We’re safe.”

  “Are you sure?” she asked, snuggling in tighter to him.

  “I’m sure.” He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. “Some nights you can see the will o the wisp.”

  “The what?” Lacy was wondering if she’d fallen into the rabbit hole.

  “Ghost lights, swamp gas,” he explained. “No one really knows what it is. I was sitting out here one night when a ball of light just came rolling out of the swamp and danced on the top of the water for a few minutes before it disappeared.”

  “Really?” She shivered and pressed herself even closer to him.

  The feel of her soft body pressed up against him had Jake’s mind dancing with dirty thoughts and he was beginning to think he might take another stab at getting rejected. “Let’s get out into open water and float away from the danger of the shoreline.” He revved the engine up and they ventured off into deeper water.

  “Toledo Bend is very beautiful.” She looked all around her. The moon was high overhead and she was in the company of the most gorgeous, exciting man she’d ever met. Things were looking up.

  “This part of the lake right in the middle, of course, is the Sabine River. Years ago, there was a paddle boat that made a run through this part. My mom tells me about getting to ride it before the lake came in.”

  “I love to hear you talk, you tell the most interesting things.” She bragged on him.

  Jake felt satisfied. He enjoyed more than just sports, he liked to read and history was one of his passions. “Back in the 1700s, this area was called ‘no man’s land.’ It was claimed neither by the Spanish in Texas, nor the French in Louisiana because of a border dispute. Outlaws and pirates made their home here, even the Pirate Jean Lafitte.”

  “You make everything exciting,” Lacy said as she wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling close to him.

  Jake tensed as her hands moved dangerously close to his crotch. Did she realize what she was doing? Jake’s cock rose to the occasion, growing hard from the proximity of her hands. All he could think about was earlier, the way her fingers had felt wrapped around his cock while she worked the tip over her clit.

  “Oh hell,” he muttered, turned off the engine and let go of the wheel. He placed a finger under Lacy’s chin and lifted it, then planted a hot kiss right on her lips. “Lacy, I’m not sure what happened back at your place, but I—”

  She cut him off. “Just shut up and kiss me.”

  He didn’t have to be told twice. Jake moved back down to her mouth and drank in her kiss. His tongue parted her lips and he walked her back to the padded bench she’d been sitting on.

  Lacy didn’t even think about struggling, she wanted this more than she’d ever wanted anything. Perhaps Jake still wanted her. God, she yearned to tear off his clothes and lick him from head to toe. Her whole body quivered with elation.

  He sat down on the bench and pulled her in front of him, putting her right between his legs. Lacy had to bend slightly to kiss him, but it was worth it, Jake’s kisses set her soul on fire and made her pussy cream. Her nipples peaked with desire and when his hands slid up to touch them, she almost collapsed.

  Jake was hungry, starving to touch her body. With shaking hands, he worked her dress down over her shoulders so he could peel down her bra.

  Lacy hummed her pleasure as he rubbed his thumbs across her nipples. The sensation was incredible and Jake stood to gather her closer to him. He framed her face and kissed her hard and deep, swirling his tongue in her mouth and pressing his raging hard-on against her hot, eager body.

  Stepping back from her, Jake at last allowed his eyes to take in the perfect round globes which spilled over the top of Lacy’s top. “My God,” Jake said with a groan. “You are spectacular.”

  “You’re not so bad yourself,” Lacy returned in a breathless voice. She wanted his kiss so badly. Lacy instantly felt naked and vulnerable when he didn’t return to her, just let his gaze linger on her body.

  “The way the moonlight dances on your skin makes me want to kiss you all over,” Jake said with a growl. “My God, I could just fuckin’ eat you up.”

  “Go ahead.” She didn’t say ‘I dare you,’ but she wanted to. The intense gaze of this gorgeous man had Lacy so aroused. This man would feel so perfect inside of her. God, she needed him so much. His incredible words gave her a confidence she wasn’t used to feeling.

  Jake stepped closer and she arched into him, rubbing herself back and forth against his body. Bringing his head down, he kissed and sucked on the soft skin of her neck. “You taste so good, baby.” He licked Lacy’s smooth skin up to the base of her ear and nibbled at it, sliding the tips of his fingers up her satin thighs agonizingly slow.

  Lacy almost came out of her skin, she laced her fingers in his hair and pulled his face tighter to her neck.

  Jake loved the way she grabbed onto him as if she couldn’t get enough of him. Feverishly, he kissed a trail from one side of her collarbone to the other.

  Lacy couldn’t stand it any longer, she needed more. Her breasts were swollen and achy, she craved stimulation. Almost mindlessly, she cupped her breasts, rubbing her own nipples while Jake kneaded the cheeks of her butt and sucked on her neck.

  Who knew heaven was in a swamp in Louisiana?

  Jake placed his hands on her waist and lifted her up, placing her on the ledge of the boat. “Don’t worry,” he said when he saw the uncertainty in her eyes. “I won’t let you fall.”

  He circled a strong arm around her waist and kissed his way across the tender valley of her breasts, then dove down to latch his hot, wet mouth onto one tightened nipple, lapping and sucking with reckless abandon. Jake clasped her nipple between his teeth gently and pulled back.

  Lacy had never felt anything like this in her life. It was at the same time painful but stimulating, and her cry of “fuck” echoed its approval across the wide Louisiana reservoir.

  “I need to kiss you,” Jake said, pulling back from her chest, about to go to his knees at her feet. “Lie back.”

  The ledge was wide enough to rest on safely, but Lacy had something else in mind. “Let me pleasure you first.” Although she loved the things he was doing to
her, and wanted her first orgasm so much she would kill for it, she never wanted Jake to think she was a selfish lover.

  Usually a proponent of ‘ladies first,’ Jake hesitated. But she seemed so adamant and intense that there was no way he could say no. Hell, what was he thinking? She wanted him. Who was he to argue? “Okay,” Jake agreed, moving back from her with a wolfish grin and lifting her off the ledge.

  Lacy couldn’t wait. She reached for him, rubbing the bulge in the front of Jake’s jeans. He was already as hard as stone and her palm closed over the thick ridge of his erection. She stroked it up and down through the denim.

  Jake’s head flew back and this time it was his turn to tell the swamp how he was feeling.

  His cry of passion filled Lacy’s chest with pride, it felt good to know she could make a man like this feel as good as his growl proclaimed. There was a loud splash in the water, but Lacy’s attention was focused, she was only interested in one thing right now, and that was the amazing heat blazing between her and Jake. “Does that feel good?” Lacy asked with a whisper.

  Jake was completely at her mercy. “God, yes, you know it does. Don’t tease me like this, Lacy.”

  She undid his belt. “Tease you? Like what?” For the first time, Lacy felt a sense of feminine power.

  Jake’s hips bucked helplessly.

  Lacy undid his fly and slipped her hand inside the waistband of his underwear, peeling down his zipper in the process. “Like this?”

  Jake’s cock pulsed with the first touch of her fingertips. “Lacy, baby,” he said, pulling her close to him. “You better take it out soon or I’ll explode.”

  The desperate rumble in his voice couldn’t be missed. This was a man in need and Lacy was in a giving mood. She slipped his underwear down, circling his cock with her fingers. “I love to touch you,” she whispered. He was so thick, so big, so hard. God, yes, he could make her feel so good. A low whimper escaped Lacy’s lips as she relished how Jake’s cock felt in her hand. Up and down she caressed him, loving how the velvet covered steel responded to her touch. It throbbed, it pulsed and surged with power every time she soothed the tip with the pad of her thumb. “You don’t mind?” Lacy said as she went to her knees. “Do you?”

  Jake lifted his shirt over his head and stood in front of her with his jeans and briefs around his ankles. “Don’t mind at all.”

  Lacy felt herself melt, her pussy creamed. Jake was so built, every ripple of his six-pack drew her eye. There was no way she couldn’t touch. She drank him in with her eyes as she gave into temptation and soothed her palms over his warm skin, up until she could caress his chest, his pecs. “You’re so ripped,” she whispered. His solid manhood seemed to grow even larger as it bobbed in front of her face.

  “Lacy…now…” he implored.

  “Impatient?” A deep rumbling groan was her answer as she took his cock in hand and licked the drop of precum off the tip with delight. His big body jerked with pleasure. Lacy kissed the tip again, then licked her way down the side of Jake’s long shaft. She felt her pussy clench with need and shiver bumps rose on her body. Could she do this? Lacy wanted to, God she wanted to please him. She closed her eyes as she mapped his member with her tongue, imagining how it would feel to have each inch slipping deep inside of her.

  “That’s it, feels so good.” Jake ran his hand over her hair, twisting the strands between his fingers. Lacy gripped his rod with her hand, taking the broad head into her mouth, sucking on it hard, mimicking the way Jake had sucked on her nipple.

  Was she doing it right? Lacy took more of him into her mouth, pumping his shaft while she sucked, lapping at the underside with her tongue. Glancing up at him to see his reaction, she saw Jake looking down on her, his hooded eyes meeting hers, his upper lip pulled back from his teeth in a sensual sneer. With a tiny surge of pride, Lacy realized the questions she’d had about pleasing him were answered by the look on Jake’s face.

  He tightened his grip on her hair, taking control, pushing her head down on his cock. “Good girl,” he said in a low tone, more of a hiss than anything.

  He wanted more from her, the very thought caused her clit to swell. Lacy pressed her thighs together, seeking some relief. Now all the stories the girls in her office had told her made sense. Lacy opened her throat and accepted as much of his as she could. She felt so empty, her pussy was aching to be filled. But...but…

  If only she wasn’t beginning to have doubts. She wanted this, she really did. But she didn’t want to be just a one-night stand to Jake. Somehow all of this had come to mean more to her than just achieving orgasm. Jake was real, he wasn’t just a means to an end. Face it, she was an old-fashioned girl and sex would never be ‘just sex.’ She wanted more. But giving Jake pleasure was important, because he was becoming important to her. Lacy was so confused.

  God, she was in trouble.

  Lacy worked the palm of her hand over the head of Jake’s overstimulated cock, loving the way he felt, so slick and so hard.

  “Stop, Lacy,” he implored her through gritted teeth. “I’m gonna cum if you don’t.”

  She took her lips off his cock. “So cum,” she urged him.

  “Damn.” Her words set off a nuclear bomb in Jake’s body and the eruption was imminent.

  Lacy took him back in her mouth and began stroking and sucking, her moans mirroring Jake’s. “Lacy!” he bellowed, his hips bucking as he exploded in her mouth.

  Lacy dug her fingers into his hips and held on, sucking until Jake had emptied himself down her throat, his knees quaking as he pulled away and crashed down into a seat, panting and struggling to regain his breath. “Oh…my...fucking…God.” Jake strangled the words out between breaths. “Your turn,” he said with a smile.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Her turn? As Lacy wiped her lips, he was on her, picking her up and carrying her to the ledge she’d been on previously. It happened too fast for her to realise what was going on and before she knew it, she found herself lying on her back with her left leg propped up at her side.

  Jake had kicked off the rest of his clothes and he was beautiful, naked with a wild primal look on his face. Lacy shook with excitement. This was happening, it was really happening. Was it wrong? It felt so right. She didn’t know, but she couldn’t have stopped him if she tried, her heart wouldn’t let her.

  With one finger, he pulled her panties to the side. “Touch yourself.” He didn’t say the words mildly, he said it as a command and Lacy did as she was ordered.

  Locking her gaze to his, she slid her fingers through her warm, wet folds, pushing one deep inside her sheathe.

  It felt good, but now what? Was she supposed to play with herself?

  Lacy wasn’t sure, but Jake quickly showed her what he wanted. He grasped the slender wrist of her right hand and pulled her finger out, bringing his face down low to suck on it right above her pussy. The sight took her breath away.

  “I knew you’d taste good,” Jake said as he sensually licked her finger. “Again.”

  He released her arm and Lacy set out to obey, her finger entering her again. It was almost as if he were touching her, not her own hand.

  “Move it in and out,” Jake directed in a low, tense voice. Lacy’s sex was now only a foot away from his face. She could feel his hot breath. Tingles spread and sparkled all over her body. Never, ever had she been so turned on. There was no way she could keep quiet. Lacy’s moans became more intense, more frequent as she touched herself. But this wasn’t what she wanted…not anymore. Lacy wanted an orgasm, but she wanted Jake to give her one. Before she could protest, he stopped her.

  “Move, I have to have you.” Jake stole her wrist again and pushed her arm aside. Grasping her by the hips, he pulled her forward, lowering his head between her thighs. Jake kissed her slit, licking from bottom to top.

  God! This was more like it!

  Lacy gripped the edge of the ledge, desperate to hold on. She was totally at his mercy. He tongued her furiously, not giving Lacy a chance to ad
apt to the sensation. Her whole body was on fire, she felt totally possessed. This was nothing like she expected, it was so much more. He licked her folds up and down, nipping the tender flesh of her sex, letting his tongue slice through her lips. When his mouth came to a stop at her clit, he closed his lips over it and began to suck. Lacy thought she’d go insane. It felt so good! And when Jake pushed a long, thick finger into her hungry opening and started to drive into her while he tongued her clit, she cried out his name. “Jake!”

  With his free hand, he held her still on the ledge which was a good thing because Lacy seemed to be in another world. She’d completely forgotten where she was, about the dangers lurking in the dark waters below her, but Jake hadn’t. He held her still, holding her safe from danger, holding her like he’d never let her go. He pushed his finger in and out of her, then pressed it in to the knuckle and began to beckon her near, stroking the top of her pelvis, calling her to him in the most erotic, sensual way possible.

  The feeling was pure bliss, total rapture. This was it! Lacy was about to have her first orgasm…and then...oh, God. An unfamiliar pressure started to build. Lacy tried in vain to block it out, but all of these feelings were foreign to her and she panicked. She couldn’t…she couldn’t…if she had an accident at that most critical moment…she’d just die. They’d have to bury her right here in Louisiana.

  “It’s okay,” he told her. “Let go. It’ll feel good. Trust me.”

  He stroked her even faster with his finger and as heavenly as it felt, Lacy knew disaster was about to strike. She sat up like a bolt of lightning. “We have to stop, Jake. I need to go home.”

  What the hell? Jake stayed on his knees, but helped her down off the ledge. He had no idea what was going on. He hadn’t hurt her, Jake knew that much. “It’s okay, Lacy. It’s okay.” He tried to reassure her.

  Lacy straightened her dress at her sides and sat down primly. “Please just take me back and drive me home.”

  “Okay,” was all Jake could think to say in response. He did as he was asked, and they sat wordlessly as Jake docked his boat.