Slipping back under the covers, Cherie can’t help but smile. There is just something so sensual about a hotel rendezvous.
Nibbling on Hunter’s ear, she purrs, “Morning baby.”
The heavy curtains had already been pulled open to let the morning sunlight flood the room. She smiled feeling his warm skin as he pulled her into his arms. Cherie made a mental note that being snuggled in the arms of her lover in the cold hotel room had to be one of her favorite feelings in the whole wide world.
“As much as I would like to keep you in this bed all day, I have plans for us today.” She pinched his nipple and reluctantly dragged herself out of the bed.
Never breaking eye contact, she stopped at the open luggage, “Move it, lover. The mountain is calling our names.”
Turning, she grabbed her workout attire and began getting dressed.
Hunter joined her at the luggage and they dressed together silently, knowing they would both be peeling the outfits off each other at some point in the day.
“Let me throw a few things in the backpack and we will hit it.”
“Perfect.” Cherie was dying to feel the sun on her shoulders. She was also looking forward to the energy of the mountain with her lover climbing behind her.
The drive was quiet and enjoyable. Listening to blues, Cherie traced circles on Hunter’s arm with her fingertips enjoying her own arousal beginning to moisten her from the inside out. Cherie had climbed this mountain before, and knew there were some difficult areas to navigate. This climb today was intentionally sans panties.
Starting the climb was easy and the energy built quickly. Stopping to let other hikers move past narrow trails, Hunter took full advantage of the situation.
Leaning in close he whispered, “I am going to have you on this mountain.” His hand moved beneath her running shorts and squeezed her ass at the same time. His touch was electric, and made her nipples turn rock hard instantly.
“You are going to have to catch me first!” Taking off up the mountain, she recognized the internal heat well, she knew it well. With peels of laughter she fled up the trail taking leaps over rocks and tree roots.
Hearing, but even more so sensing Hunter close behind her, Cherie stopped cold and whipped around planting herself up against a tree. Catching her breath, he was already there pressing into her. He kissed her with such hunger, taking a handful of her hair causing her head to fall back, the bark of the tree scratching her skin.
“Baby, follow me.”
Cherie grabbed Hunter by the hand and they quickly disappeared off the trail into the heart of the forest. It was so quiet, that it was loud. The smells and sounds had all her senses alive. She felt herself being pulled, realizing she was trying to keep moving, but Hunter had stopped.
The unmistakable sound of a switch cutting through the air snapped her back to reality. Turning to face Hunter, she caught his drop dead sexy smile just as he pulled a second small branch off the tree. He cut it through the air once again causing her mouth to hang open.
“Take off your clothes. Now.”
Cherie stripped in seconds, never losing eye contact, feeling that burn inside that caused a wave of arousal to run through her.
“Turn around, babydoll. Put your hands on that tree, right there.”
Cherie braced herself on a low branch and welcomed the anticipation. The sunlight was peeking through the trees casting beautiful shadows on her skin. The first round of whips came quickly. Sharply inhaling from the sting, Hunter spun her around, lifted and deposited her on the branch she was propped up on seconds ago. Her ass stung like nobody’s business and the rough tree was scratching her now. Cherie was on fire.
Propping one leg up, she grabbed Hunter by the hair and pulled him into her. “You read my mind”, he spread her with his tongue.
Cherie moaned with pleasure feeling him explore her inside and out. By the time he made his way to her clit, she was ready to explode. It didn’t take long. Hunter knew exactly what to do. His tongue circled, his teeth nipped, his lips pulled and Cherie fell backwards lost in her orgasm. Had it not been for his firm grip around her, she would have hit the ground.
Lifting her head again, it was a joy to see Hunter’s cock so damn hard beneath his own shorts. Cherie slid off the branch, remembering quickly her whipping.
“Baby, come here to me.” Cherie stretched out her arms.
Hunter moved close.
“Yesssss. Something else you need, princess?” His eyes were dancing, knowing exactly what she needed.
Cherie ripped his clothes off and backed against the tree once again. Hunter scooted her around and placed her foot up on a large rock behind the tree. Taking her breasts in his hands, he bent to give her nipples some attention. Cherie was on her tiptoes trying to press her hips into him.
“Baby, please, I am dying. I need you inside me!”
Hunter found her lips and kissed her deeply. He entered her roughly, the bark cutting her skin in new places. Cherie bit his shoulder as she climbed towards orgasm once again. Hunter pounded her into the tree. This was no slow lovemaking on the mountain. This was raw fucking.
Cherie’s nails dug into Hunter as he continued. She was whimpering from the deep thrusts, the bark, and the intensity of it all. The whimpers becoming louder and louder, she wrapped her arms around him and began to scream in pleasure as her second orgasm began. Hunter followed with his own climax deep inside her, his own orgasmic release echoing in the still forest.
The two remained embraced and breathing deeply for some time, just listening to the sounds and taking turns giving kisses.
Hunter moved to pick up his clothes as Cherie went to the backpack to get some water for them both. She was greeted with a strange sensation sticking her hand inside the bag. Lifting her hand out, she realized that there was melted chocolate all over her fingers. Looking down, she realized the backpack had been sitting in the sun. Hunter had thrown in some things for them to snack on once they reached the top of the mountain.
With a wicked grin, she turned and painted her chest and nipples with the fine Belgian chocolate. Grabbing the clothes out of Hunter’s hands, she tossed them again. Licking the remaining chocolate off her fingers, she locked eyes once again with Hunter.
“Baby, you are not going anywhere.”