and her lips curved before plunging deep inside her warm core. A long hiss was emitted as his teeth clenched together. His upper body was suspended over her chest with his weight on his forearms, but his hands clutched her head, his fingers buried in her silky hair and his thumbs moving over her cheeks.
Thrusting hard and deep, he maintained enough sanity to worry that he might be hurting her, but she only clung tighter and lifted her hips to meet his movements in a rhythm as old as time. Their bodies generated heat in the tiny space, but instead of roasting in an oven, it simply felt as though the two of them were cocooned in their own little world.
Just as he suspected, he was not going to last long. “I’m going to come, Samantha.”
“O… kay,” she replied, the single word forced from her lips by his thrusts.
“Want you to come again, babe,” he groaned.
Her short fingernails dug into his shoulders, and her heels pressed against his ass. “O… kay,” she repeated.
Unable to stop the tidal wave, his fingers fisted in her hair at either side of her face as every muscle in his body tensed. Just as his release hit him, she cried out, and her slick inner muscles squeezed against his sensitive cock. Barely able to drag breath into his lungs, he continued to plunge slowly until every ounce of energy was depleted.
Shoving his hands under her back, he rolled to the side so she was lying on top, their sweat-soaked bodies pressed tightly together. A moment later, he was still sucking in deep breaths when she tried to roll off of him, mumbling, “Too heavy.”
His arms tightened, holding her in place, grunting, “Uh-uh.”
She stopped moving and dropped her cheek to his chest. They lay for a long time until slowly their bodies cooled and his cock slid from her warmth. He hated to move but had no choice. Shifting her to the side, he slid his feet to the floor and went into the bathroom. True to what he suspected of most campers, every inch of space was used. The toilet was in one corner with a minuscule sink opposite and a shower that encompassed only about four-square feet. Quickly taking care of business, he stepped out and looked toward the bed, surprised to see it empty.
Hearing a noise behind him, he jerked around and saw her standing in his T-shirt, bent over to peer into the kitten carrier. Her naked ass was peeking from underneath the hem of his shirt, and his cock twitched at the sight. “Jesus, babe. One look at you, and I’m ready to go again.”
She twisted her head around, her smile wide. “I heard them stirring around.”
He moved behind her and leaned over. The position was suggestive, and his body was primed, but he stuck his finger into the carrier and the kittens began to tumble around, meowing. Now, when she turned her head toward him, her mouth was right next to his.
“Can we let them out?” Her breath puffed against his face.
“Sure. Frodo wants to know who’s invaded his space.”
“He’s a gentle giant. He’s been around kittens and will be sweet with them.”
He petted Frodo’s large head as Samantha opened the cat carrier, scooping up the tiny bundles. Nuzzling them, she cooed. The dog, now interested, jumped down from his bed, making the camper feel even smaller. Joseph hovered, nervous, ready to snatch the kittens out of Samantha’s hands if Frodo made a false move toward them. Instead, the dog sniffed first one and then the other, nuzzling them as well. “You’re right. He seems to like them.”
“I told you so. I promise he’s not going to make them his next meal.”
“Speaking of meals, I’ve got some kitten food and a litter box in the truck. I can get it if you don’t mind them eating here.” Shaking his head, he added, “I guess I should have asked if I was welcome when I said earlier that I wanted the sheets tangled around us.”
Samantha stood and faced him, her gaze starting at the top of his head and moving all the way down, resting on his groin. Lifting an eyebrow, she grinned. “You’d better want to spend the night, and of course, I don’t mind the kittens. But you might want to put some clothes on first. I don’t have neighbors, but what I’m looking at right now is all for me!”
“Smartass,” he grumbled, turning to grab his jeans off