Wild Imaginings by Constance Ruth Clark

Author:Constance Ruth Clark
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Clark Publishing House, LLC
Published: 2022-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

Blueberry Retreat

While I walked back to my cabin, I allowed my mind to wander back to the feeling of Mark’s hands on my bare bottom. I'd lost sight of him in the distraction of returning to campus. If this is just going to be a fling then maybe I ought to focus on some of the other events going on at camp this weekend. My body pulsed in protest but I squashed down the feeling.

Besides, from the way he ran off, I’m starting to think I've been had. The excitement of screwing around with an ex-pastors wife. If that’s the case, I'll be lucky if I see him again all weekend. Those thoughts really hurt because after all the texting and phone conversations we’ve had over the last few months, I seriously thought he could be long term.

You should have known better. Your luck in love has never been that good.

I hated my evil self, hissing like a snake in the back of my mind.

Walking into my cabin, I turned to close the door and gasped in surprise when I felt large hands grab my hips and pull me back. The tall, hard male body snuggled against my back smelled like fresh air and a spicy masculine scent I now recognized as Marks.

Oh god, we fit together like two pieces of a puzzle. I should have known he wouldn’t leave me that easily. When will I start trusting again? Wow, he smells amazing.

My head fell back onto his shoulder and he nibbled my ear as his hands pushed their way under my shirt, skimming up my sides to cup my breasts. The electricity of his touch sent sparks from his fingertips to my core and I could feel any resistance I might have had melt away.

"I couldn't wait any longer," he muttered. "I had to taste you again. What took you so long?"

I couldn’t answer since his hands had already made quick work of my shirt from behind. He pinched my nipples and I gasped in surprise at the pleasure-pain feeling. I lowered my hands behind me to try and find him and brushed my fingers over the bulge straining against his jeans. Instead of letting me touch him, he grabbed my hands and put them flat on the door.

“You made me wait, I’m doing what I’ve been wanting to.”

Oh, dear Lord. The man had no mercy.

The shot of excitement from his words was like a lightning bolt straight to my core and I swallowed nervously. His rough, calloused palms stroked my breasts and then moved lower. He stroked my clit, further igniting the fire inside me, before spinning me around and claiming my mouth with his.

We’re supposed to be getting ready for dinner . . .didn’t Becky say she would wait for me in the . . . . .oh god, I don’t care . . . . he tastes amazing . . . .so much better than in my imagination.

Mark’s lips were like soft bands of steel and the touch of his lips on mine wiped away any cognitive thoughts I might have had.

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