Page 35 of Maverick
Kat reached a hand onto one of the rungs and shook it.
“Babe.” My tone held a warning. “You think I’d tell you to go up some wonky ass ladder?”
I shook my head, disappointed, but not exactly surprised. She wasn’t used to having someone else look after her. “Go on.” I nodded my head upward. “I’ll be right behind you.”
She climbed up a few bars, then turned her head back down. Her nose was scrunched. “You don’t want to go up first? There might be something living up there.”
I laughed. “Like what?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. Don’t mountain lions live in trees? I’m sure I read an article where a mountain lion fell out of a tree and ate a hiker.”
I shook my head. “Good thing there are no mountains here. Now quit stalling and move.” She turned her head back toward the ladder and I swatted her on the ass.
“Hey!” she shouted, quickening her pace.
“I warned you!” I laughed. I climbed onto the ladder and followed her, joining her on the platform a few seconds later. The stand was twenty feet in the air. The platform was about eight feet by six, big enough for two grown men and their equipment to comfortably hang out for several hours. The platform was surrounded by a four-foot wooden wall on all sides and had an awning to protect from rain and sun. A camouflage canvas flap extended over the back wall and could cover the remaining sides if it got cold, but the front was usually left open. You needed to be able to see what you were shooting at.
“Wow, I feel like a princess in a tower.” Kat placed her hands on the edge of the front ledge and leaned over, taking in the site before her. And I took in the sight behind her. Her bare midriff.Her ass in those spandex running pants. Metal clanged as I unbuckled my belt and flicked open the button of my jeans.
Her head whipped around. “Mav? What do you think you’re doing?”
“Face forward, Kitty Kat.”
I moved behind her, setting my left hand over to hers to keep her in place while my right hand grabbed her hip and dragged her back, just a few steps until she got into the perfect position.
“Mav! Someone will see!” she hissed.
I lowered my zipper over my aching erection, the sound seeming louder than usual in the quiet of the woods.
“I thought you liked that.” I nudged her ponytail to one side with my face and planted a series of open mouth kisses across the back of her neck. “Do you see anyone out there?”
A strangled groan escaped her lips as she pushed her ass against my cock. “No, I don’t see anybody.”
My hand dipped into the front of her pants, my fingers seeking her heat. “Fuck, Kitty Kat. You’re already soaked.”
“It’s that fucking belt buckle. You’ve turned me into Pavlov’s dog.”
I chuckled, rubbing her clit and slipping a finger inside while my other hand fondled her breasts.
“Stop teasing me,” she whined.
“Teasing?” I breathed, right below the spot on her right ear that I knew was extra sensitive.
She shivered, and her walls squeezed my fingers. Her hips rolled against my hand as she sought more.
“Teasing would be more like this.” I slowly pulled my fingers out of her pussy, trailing up her mound and out of her pants.
A whimper escaped her throat.
“But don’t worry, baby. You know I’ll always take care of you.” I pushed her pants and panties down her thighs, the thick waistband preventing her from spreading too wide.
I took a second to admire the sight before me. In the middle of the woods, with Kat bent over, ass out, and ready for me to take her.
I pulled my dick from my boxer briefs, pumping it slowly before sheathing the condom from my back pocket.
Her ass wiggled and she groaned. “Hurry up, already. I need you, Mav, right fucking now.”
“Your wish is my command, baby.”
