Oh. My. God. This is wonderful. His lips were on hers, and she thought she had died and went to heaven. His tongue sent shivers of desire through her body. He pulled her in tight, and she could feel her breasts against his chest. They were singing in anticipation of his touch. Soon, his tongue entered her mouth and went exploring. She had never had a man’s tongue in her before, and it was — intoxicating. The fiery sensations shot all through her body. Deep down, in the very core of her, she felt a stirring. Something that wanted more. She brought her hand up and wrapped her arm around his neck. She stroked his hair, just as he was undoing her braid. Her skin was growing hot and balmy. He continued to kiss her lips, her face, and then he traveled her jawline to her neck. He brought his hand around and unbuttoned her shirt. He slid the shirt off, and she thrust her chest forward as his lips trailed her shoulder. His hand reached around and unhooked the bra, and flung it off. Her breasts were fully exposed to him, and she wanted him to kiss them. His lips left a wet trail from her shoulders down to her right breast. Her breasts surged at the intimacy of his touch. His lips nipped all around her globe, but not touching her nipples. Finally, his tongue tantalized the buds which had swollen to their fullest. It was wonderful. His licking and nipping her buds sent pleasant jolts through her. The lower part of her body felt hot. She knew she needed him in her to complete the final crescendo, but she didn’t want him to stop what he was doing to her tits. He finished suckling one nipple, and slowly, left a wet trail to the other one and teasing it.
“Don’t you know how beautiful your tits are? They are like tiny rosebuds,” he whispered. She knew that if they were in the light, he’d find her cheeks red as flame.
His hand came down and undid the button at her pants. Then he unzipped them, and slid them down over her hips, setting off more fireworks. His hands slid across her silken belly and slid down to her underpants. He slipped his hands inside her underpants and slid them over her hips and down her legs to her feet, and he tossed them aside.
He brought one hand slowly up her thigh. He whispered to her, “Will you let me see you?”
The heady sensation of his hand on her thigh made her squirmed with pleasure she had never felt before.
“Yeah. What do you want me to do?” she whispered back.
He brought his hand to claim the spot between her legs. He moved her legs apart. “I want to see this.” He touched her labia, and she thought she was going to go over the top from the spiraling ecstasy she was experiencing. She spread her legs as wide as she could so he could move in and look at her. He saw her labia and her vagina, and his hand stroked the skin softly, causing her to moan. He could see her very core by the light from the fire. He leaned over and kissed her belly, and slowly, he left tantalizing wet kisses from her belly until he reached her hairline. “I’m going to do something you’ve never experience before,” he whispered. She didn’t care, she knew she could trust him, and she was hot, hot, hot. His lips traveled down to her labia, and he started licking her folds. Another round of pleasure coursed through her body. She didn’t know if she could handle much more pleasure. She felt his finger at her vagina. His finger gently circled her vagina before it slipped into her. The walls of her vagina immediately contracted, holding his finger in her. He began to stroke her clit. She was squirming, hot, and her body was convulsing with one pleasure after another. But it never peaked. He massaged her vagina, her clit, and labia and soaking it with her juices and his wet tongue. “Honey, do you want to go into the tent and finish this?”
“No. No. Please, don’t stop.”
“It’ll be more comfortable if you laid on the pad.”
“I’m fine. Please, I don’t want you to stop.”
She watched as he pulled his shirt off, then unzipped his pants and slid them off. She saw his manhood in the firelight. Oh gosh, it was so big! He situated himself between her legs and went back to massaging her. “Are you sure you want this? Since this is your first time, it could be painful for you.”
“I’m sure. Please, please enter me,” she begged. “I’m so hot. The sensations are shooting all over me.”
She felt his maleness on her stomach. She opened her eyes and saw his eyes boring directly into hers. He kissed her again, and she could taste her private parts on his lips. He began to pump her up more, raising her to a fever pitch she had never felt in her life. She felt his hard body on hers, and she allowed her hands to roam all over his back. She could feel the scars that he had from his time in Iraq. Finally, she had reached the point that he was satisfied she was ready. He lifted himself slightly, and she felt his manhood at the tip of her vagina. The moment she had been waiting all her life for. He entered her. She felt immediate pain, as in her vagina was ripping open to receive him.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m fine. She tilted her hips forward to receive more of him. He went in a little further, and the pain started to ebb. He was in far enough for her to wrap her legs around his waist. He began a rocking motion, coming to the edge of her vagina, and then going in. Each time he went a little deeper.
“Are you enjoying this?”
“Yes. Yes. I am. Oh my God, I’ve never felt anything like this before. I didn’t think I could get any more pleasure, and yet, yet, I need more,” she whispered into his ear. The rhythm became stronger, and she met thrust after thrust. His expert touch sent her to even higher levels of ecstasy until she catapulted in a million glowing stars. Wave after wave of ecstasy throbbed through her. He continued to move in and out until finally, he had his release. The hot tide of passion raged through the both of them. They laid panting, their chests heaving heavily from the excursion.
“Come on, honey. Let’s get inside the tent. It’ll be more comfortable there.” He stood up and pulled her up with him. “You, you want me to lay with you?” she stuttered.
He unzipped the entrance, and they climbed into the tent. All her dreams were coming true. She gave him her virginity, and it was wonderful, and now she got to snuggle up next to him. What she didn’t realize was that sleep was the last thing he had in mind. Just as soon as they laid down, he started to kiss her again. The lovemaking started all over again. Only, he had things to teach her. He grabbed both her hands and led them down to his aroused staff. She had never touched a man’s private parts, much less, see it. She had only imagined it before tonight. She stroked the edge then she gently wrapped her hand around it, moving her hand along the length of it. She felt his soft hair and rested her hand there for a few seconds before she touched the scrotum.
“Like what you feel?” he asked hoarsely.
“Yeah. It feels hard and vibrating.”
“It is hard and vibrating. It wants to be in you again.”
“I want it to be in me again.”
“Let’s get you ready to receive it.”
He moved his hand down to her hairline, and she felt his palm rub her labia gently, and a finger going in between her folds. The contact created instant sparks that ran wildly through her veins. This man was like magic to her body. He teased and tormented her body until she was ready to explode. He entered her, and she came to such an explosive release, she felt exhausted afterward. Later in the night, as they laid together, legs intertwined, she felt a tender soreness between her legs. She knew it was because it was her first time. Something she never thought would ever happen to her. She wondered if the feeling she felt at the very core of her would ever go away or would she always feel that need for sexual release now that she was no longer a virgin. She looked over at Marcus, who appeared to be in a deep sleep. She ran her hand gently down the side of his face, to his neck, and then his chest. She had always wanted to feel a man’s chest, and she had uninterrupted access to his. She ran her hands down his arms, and across to his belly. Feeling the smooth skin under her fingers. When she went lower, she was surprised to feel his manhood aroused. She looked up at him and found him staring at her. She leaned over and placed her bare chest on his, and kissed him on his lips. He wrapped his arm around her and held her there, and kissed her back. This time, they took the time to explore, to arouse, and to give each other pleasure. Off into the dark night, the wolves began to howl as part of their nightly habit.
* * * *
Marcus woke up with a start. He thought he heard something, and he bolted upright. He looked around his surroundings and saw her sleeping contently next to him. Damn. He shouldn’t have done what he did to her last night. He shouldn’t have made love to her. He felt guilty, and he felt bad because he knew he’d have to leave her once they got out of the cave. He wouldn’t be able to continue any kind of a relationship with her. She deserved better than this. He thought he heard choppers outside the cave. He shook Nicole. “Nicole, come on. I think we’re being rescued.”
“Huh?” She opened her eyes and sat up. She rubbed the sleep critters from her eyes. “Let’s get moving, I think we’re about to be rescued.”
“Marcus,” she said.
“About last night.”
“It should have never happened.”
“Wha-What do you mean?”
Marcus could not even look at her, he felt so guilty.
“Last night should not have happened. I’m sorry.”
“Why not? I loved it. I enjoyed it very much. I’m not ashamed of what happened.”
“I took advantage of your vulnerability and did something that only the man you love should have done.”
“But, Marcus, I do...”
“Let’s do the talk later, Nicole. We have to hurry and be prepared for a blast if they decide to detonate the entrance.”
Nicole meekly did as she was told and had her backpack ready and on her back. Marcus went to the front of the cave to see if he could hear anything more. He heard voices, and he hollered out. “How are you guys going to open this cave?”
A voice came hollered back, “We’re going to blast the entrance. Get as far away as you can possibly get. I’ll give you ten minutes.”
Marcus ran back to where Nicole was standing. “Come on, Nicole. They are going to blast the entrance in ten minutes. We need to get as far as possible from the explosion.”
They ran until they were two hundred feet from the cave. Marcus had pulled out his sleeping blanket and covered them both and Sierra. They huddled down close to the floor. A blast went off, and it shook the cave and the ground they were sitting on. They felt the small rocks as it pummeled them on top of the sleeping bag.
Soon they heard voices. “Is anyone hurt in here?” A search and rescue member called into the cave.
“No. We’re not hurt.” Marcus hollered back. “Come on, Nicole. Let’s head out.”
As they approached the cave entrance, they came to six search and rescue team members.
“That was a fast search and rescue. We were caved in late yesterday afternoon.”
“Well, a Ron Lancaster called us and gave us the coordinates when he apparently did not hear from his sister when she was supposed to call him. How did it cave in on you?”
“I stupidly leaned against the dead tree and its roots,” Nicole said before Marcus could answer.
“There are several caves in this area, so you’re using a log and marking the place cut the time of rescue to just minutes instead of hours. Let me help you guys out of here. There is a helicopter over to the right where there is a clear landing area.”
Marcus, Nicole, and Sierra, along with the rescue workers left the cave and headed to the helicopter. The blades were still whirling, waiting for the team and the couple. Once they were inside and strapped into their seats, it lifted, and they were landing ten minutes later on a track of land that was flat near the motel.
Nicole and Marcus thanked the rescue team and quietly headed toward the motel. Debbie and Ronnie came out to greet them and hugged Nicole.
“I knew there was something wrong when you didn’t call me back,” Ronnie said.
“Yes. We were trapped in a cave.” Nicole glanced up at Marcus, but couldn’t read him as he had put his sunglasses on.
“You have some visitors waiting for you at the motel, Mr. Blackhawk.”
“I do?” he asked.
Debbie smiled and nodded.
“Your son and wife are here,” Ronnie said. He looked at Nicole and then at Marcus then back at Nicole again. Nicole looked away. They all walked toward the motel, and a little figure came running out. “Daddy, daddy. I missed you.”
Nicole smiled when she saw Nathan running. Marcus stepped up his pace and got ahead of the group to lift his son up and hugged him. Soon, a beautiful woman started walking toward them. Nicole’s heart sank. She knew it was all over, and it hadn’t really begun. She could feel the tears forming at the corner of her eyes. She felt the true love of her heart just slipped out of her reach.
Ronnie and Debbie asked all kinds of questions about the hike and the cave, and Nicole had all she could do to mumble short yes and no answers, with little elaboration. They got to the motel and Debbie said, “I have some homemade donuts, Nicole. Come on in and have some coffee and donuts and tell us about your adventure.”
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to go to my room, take a shower, and rest for a bit. We..I didn’t get much sleep out there.”
“Okay then, when you get up from your rest, come on over.” Debbie smiled.
Nicole entered her room and peeked out from behind her drapes. She watched as Marcus and his wife stood talking, and he was still carrying Nathan. Is he going to go back to her? Why did he think last night shouldn’t have happened? She thought it was the best thing in her life. She loved every moment of it, and she’d do it again. She would do the whole hike all over again, just to be with him. She enjoyed the whole experience, even though they were on a mission to get something.
She went and took a long hot shower, and put on a pair of purple pajamas and climbed into her bed. She was asleep instantly. When she woke up, she looked at the clock, and it was 4:00 PM. She had slept almost the whole day away. She got up and looked out her window and saw that Marcus’s ex-wife’s vehicle was gone, and she knew he was gone. He didn’t leave her a note, try to wake her up to say goodbye, didn’t bring Nathan to see her, nothing. She realized that he probably felt guilty because he knew he was just going to leave and never see her again. Her heart broke in two. She went and laid back down on the bed, and sobbed her heart out.
* * * *
“Marcus, I don’t understand why you don’t want to at least try and see if we can make our relationship work. Especially for Nathan’s sake.” Rayanne pouted her lips.
“We both know that you don’t care for Nathan and his needs. What happened to your latest lover? Got tired of him too?”
“No. We just were not suited for each other and parted ways.”
“Marcus, we were always suited for each other. It’s just that you spent so much time at work and never enough time with Nathan and me.”
“Don’t use Nathan as your defense. The fact that I was building a law firm didn’t matter to you. But now that I’m a successful lawyer with money, you want to crawl you way back into our lives.”
“I’m not that shallow.”
“Yes, you are. Why don’t you just give Nathan up, and leave him — leave us, alone.”
“I’d never give up my son.”
“You already gave him up when you went traipsing across the earth.” Marcus was getting tired of arguing with her. She had a damn answer for everything. He couldn’t seem to make her understand that he was not interested in her, and he did not want Nathan to be hurt again by her.
“How much money will it take for you to sign off on Nathan and leave us alone?”
“Jesus, Rayanne, are you deaf too? I said, how much money will it take for you to sign off on Nathan and leave us alone?”
“You think I want your money?”
“You always do.”
“What will it take for you to understand that I really want to be a part of your and Nathan’s life?” she cried.
“It probably wouldn’t take anything for me to understand if I believed you and anything that came out of your mouth. Besides, how do I know you wouldn’t start up another affair? You have a perchance of doing that.”
“I learned my lesson, Marcus. I promise I would never do that again to you.”
“You promised that the first time, remember? When we said our wedding vows? Rayanne, I just can’t stand liars, and you’re lying to me now. I’d like you to leave.” Marcus’s anger was rising.
“I’ll take Nathan with me.”
“Oh, hell you will. I have sole custody of him.”
“A boy needs his mother, Marcus.”
“He needs me too. However, you walked away from that responsibility and left him to me. I’ll fight you every step of the way and then some to keep him from going with you. You just don’t have what it takes to be a mother.” Nicole would be a great mom for him. Marcus immediately shifted his thoughts away from Nicole. That was another matter he didn’t know how to fix yet.
“Who is she?” Rayanne asked.
“Who are you talking about?”
“That creature that came out of the woods with you back in Mason. You obviously have a thing for her, who is she?”
“She is none of your business,” Marcus growled at her.
“Oh, come on, Marcus. You are in love with a silly, unworldly, unsophisticated woman. Is that the kind of woman you want to parade around as your wife? At least I have class and beauty, and I could make every man in the room envious of you.”
“Daddy, daddy. Why are you sending mommy away?” Nathan came out of his bedroom, running down the hall to him. He wrapped his arm around Marcus’s leg.
“Mommy has things she has to do, son. She can’t stay here and live with us anymore.”
* * * *
Marcus stood at the entrance of the Arrow Tipi and in the presence of the male elders of the tribe. Chief David Whitetail stood in the middle between Marcus and Issac Bluebird, the arrow keeper. The Chief lifted his arms and reached to the sky, thanking and saying prayers to Maheo, the God of Creation as is their custom. When the prayers were done, Marcus handed Issac the Sacred Arrows. He, in turn, placed them in their rightful place inside the arrow tipi. After the ceremony, there was a great celebration among the elders of the tribe, who were thankful for the dedicated work of Marcus in pursuing and finding the Sacred Arrows.
Before he returned the arrows to the tribe, he arranged for a DNA analyst and fingerprinting in the hope that they would find the individual or persons who stole them.
When he returned home, he found a note that Nathan had been taken to Shana’s for the night and that Rayanne had left and gone to North Carolina. He had left a check for her on the table, for seventy-five thousand. It cleaned out his savings, but it was worth it if she was removed from their lives. He told her to think about it, and if she took the money, she was not to come back and make any attempts to see Nathan again. If any time after Nathan turned eighteen, that he wanted to see his mother, Marcus would arrange for him to contact her. He saw that the check was gone, and so were all her things.
His next task was dealing with Nicole. He finally allowed himself to think about her and to sort out his feelings for her. He had come to realized that he loved her, and all those dreams he had about her was his consciousness trying to tell him that. But he knew he hurt her deeply. He should have been more careful in how he dealt with what had happened between them in that cave. He feared he scarred her for life. He packed his stuff, and they left the motel within two hours of being rescued. He couldn’t even bring himself to knock at her door to say goodbye and thank her for leading him to the arrows. What kind of an ass was he that he’d hurt her like that. He took the coward’s way out, and she deserved so much more.
That afternoon before the ceremony, he put the check for thirty thousand in an envelope and had his secretary put it in the mail.