“Yes, if you really want me to.” His voice sounded strangled. She nodded her head. Levi unzipped the sleeping bag, tension running through him and took his free hand and ran it down her body. He could do this. He could feel her shiver. “Does anything hurt?”
“Not there. Can you check my other side?” Before he could stop her, she rolled over. She rolled out of his arms with a short breath of air escaping as she landed on her side on the sleeping bag, “Please check again.”
Levi swallowed painfully. “Okay.” His voice was hoarse even to his ears. He looked down. She had rolled to her side away from him. Her curves begged for his hand, his mouth. Controlling himself, he quickly readjusted himself to make his jeans less painful, unbuttoning the top button. He then ran his hands from her neck to her waist. He breathed deeply and ran his hands from her waist down her leg. He pulled his hands away and she rolled to her stomach.
“Did I land on my side, truly? Or do you think I rolled that way? Maybe you should check more.” Her voice was muffled, her face down.
“I called 911. They should be coming.” Levi wasn’t sure how much more he could take. The feel of her curves reminded him of warm, melted chocolate. He could just imagine her taste.
“They wouldn’t have gotten the call. Nothing makes it past the mountains, nothing ever has, nothing ever will. Did they say they were coming?”
“No.” He shook his head and sighed. “I don’t even know if it was clear enough that they heard me.” Levi swallowed. “How do you know this? Where do you live?”
“Then check. I’ll let you know if something hurts.” She wiggled her bottom at him, giving him a glimpse of what the shadows between her legs hid, once again ignoring his questions. “Please.” She turned her face toward him.
Nodding, he placed his hands on her shoulders. Something wasn’t quite right, but he needed to make sure she was okay. Levi tried to keep in mind his training as a medic and ignore his body’s response to her. His hands were so large against her back that he spanned the width of her with ease. He shivered at the thought of running his hands over her skin once again.
Shifting, he twisted to better face her, straddling her legs, enabling him to use both hands at once. Slowly moving down her back, his fingertips brushed the sides of her breasts. He could see goose bumps forming on her skin. The contrast of the strength of his hands against her delicate back caused his body to tighten. The sight of his hands against the warm golden brown of her skin made him burn. He moved down, his hands filling with her soft, firm ass. His thumbs slowly caressing her crease as he moved lower, shuffling backwards on his knees. He moved down to the tops of her thighs, his thumbs running over her puckered opening and down to caress her softness, sliding easily in the nectar he found there as she lifted into his hands. He shuddered. Caressing her once more with his thumbs, he moved his hands down her legs. She moaned, lifting to try to follow his fingers. He didn’t think it sounded like she was in pain.
Levi settled at her feet and lifted his hands off of her and licked her juices from his thumbs. She rolled over on her back. Breasts plump, nipples hard and begging for his tongue. She stretched, arching off of the ground, spreading her legs slightly.
“One more side to check.”
Levi looked at her and his nostrils flared. Her arms were over her head. Her chestnut hair gleaming in the lowering light as the late afternoon crept toward evening. Her breasts were thrust up. She had her legs open enough for Levi to see her clit, pink and throbbing, peeking out from under her hood. Her pussy lips were plump, darker pink and glistening. As he watched she spread her thighs more, tilting her pelvis toward him. Her lips spread, giving him a view of the nectar dripping from her dark little cave.
He swallowed convulsively. He had to remember she was injured. He had to behave rationally. She had been struck by lightning and had hurt herself falling from the tree. She wasn’t looking for anything else.
“Touch me,” she pleaded. He placed his hands on her neck and ran them across her delicate collar bones and up her arms. “More.”
He ran down her arms, and moved them lower. He ran his hands across her breasts, her nipples diamond hard against his palms. Involuntarily his hands closed on them. She moaned and stretched against him, rubbing her nipples against his palms.
He huffed out a breath of air and continued down, his thumbs and forefingers rubbing against her nipples as his hands slid down to cup her breasts. She moaned and quivered. He looked down and could see a line of moisture drip from her, his large size an advantage in viewing her tiny body. She shivered as he released her nipples and slid his hands down her ribcage. His thumbs caressed her belly button and he could see her body tighten as he moved even lower. He stopped just above her bare mound, thumbs pressing lightly into her abdomen.
“You’re not done.” Her voice was breathy, her body offering itself to him. He slowly moved his hands down, thumbs avoiding her jewel, and down, lightly caressing her labia. She spread her legs, trying to capture a deeper touch. She moaned and tried to arch into his hands. With one more swipe of his thumbs on her lips, and dipping slightly into her juices, he moved his hands down her legs to her feet.
“I’m done.” He could not take his eyes off of her. She lay out like an offering before him, arms still stretched above her head, breasts firm, topped with hardened nipples. She tilted toward him, soft belly clenching, legs spreading to expose her secrets sending the scent of her arousal to his nose.
“But I hurt,” she undulated. “You have to make it stop.”
“You don’t know what you’re doing.”
“I do.” She sat up and leaned forward. His cock had crested his jeans again where he had left the button undone, the head peeking out seeking relief, a creamy tear running down as it cried for attention. She swiped her tongue against it, licking the exposed tip. Levi groaned. Hands clenched at his sides. She nuzzled closer, sucking as much of him as she could find, sending her tongue inside his jeans to torment him. The moisture had his cock sliding out more, as if seeking to go deeper in her mouth.
She pulled back, looking at his deep purple head above his waistband, dripping pre-cum and throbbing. She ran a hand across the tip, it moved as if to follow her. Levi grasped her shoulders and pushed her gently back.
“You have to stop. You were hurt.” He knew he needed more information but his brain was scrambled. “Where do you live?”
She reached her hand out to trace the outline of his cock. “I’m not hurt. But I am hurting.” She leaned back and spread her thighs. “I hurt here.” As she ran her fingertip between her lips and spread them for him to see. “Right here.” She took his hand and pressed it against her mound, moving up and down against it. Pulling his hand away, she dipped her fingers through her gathered juices and rubbed them across his tip then across his mouth. “Help me.”
Groaning, Levi settled back. She lay back and slipped her fingers inside, fucking herself, watching him. He unbuttoned his pants, his cock bursting out, hard and throbbing. He groaned from the enormous pleasure of being released from the constriction of his jeans. The sight of her finger going slowly in and out where he wanted to be caused him to grow even harder, seeking her warmth from where he was at. He stood, quickly toeing off his boots and pulling off his jeans.
She gazed at him, a smile caressing her lips as Levi undressed. She was so tiny. He was so much larger than her. Standing over her while she played with herself, Levi wanted to lean over and gobble her up. She pulled her hands free, her fingers glistening and her cunt dripping. He reached down and with one hand grabbed her wrists. He raised them up, pulling her with them until she was kneeling. He leaned forward and sucked her fingers in his mouth, licking her nectar from her fingers.
She tried to lean into him, but his hand on her wrists kept her in place. He stood up, pulling her with him, holding her in front of him. He released her fingers with a slurp, but continued to easily hold her wrists in one hand. She was displayed upright, unable to move as she was held up by his strength, her toes barely touching the ground. She shivered, her nipples tightening even more and he could see her juice dripping down her legs. He ran his free hand down her back and around her cheeks. She shivered again. He thrust a finger into her, filling her, thrusting in and out of the passage she had teased him with.
She twisted in his hand, unable to break free, barely able to move. She tightened on his finger and threw her head back with a cry as she clenched her muscles on his digit. His hands were just as big as the rest of him and her passage was tight around his finger. She cried out again as he worked two fingers into her, thrusting furiously as she broke with a cry. He could feel her muscles grab his fingers, her cry tapering off, and her breasts quivering. He stroked her lightly with his thumb, petting her through the aftershocks of her release. Pulling his fingers free, he laid her down.
His cock throbbed, bobbling in the air, desperate for the sanctuary of her body. Releasing her, he followed her down and sucked a chocolate nipple in his mouth, suckling like a starving babe. Her body rose against him, soft as silk. He ran his hand down her, stopping at her mound. He feathered his thumb across her lips, dipping into her to spread her juices around. She whimpered.
Releasing her nipple, he kissed his way down her body. He moved between the juncture of her thighs. Spreading her lips with his hands, he exposed her secrets to his view. He leaned forward and ran his tongue through her softness, stabbing into her heat. She groaned. He raised his head and placed a kiss upon her throbbing clit, flicking his tongue on it as he did. She squirmed beneath him. He stopped and sucked her clit into his mouth. She bowed and screamed.
Levi shifted, covering her with his body and thrust into her molten core. Keeping his weight on his arms, he rode her until he shuddered, sending a pulsing jet of warmth and bathing her insides with his essence. She shuddered with him, his thrusting and explosion sending her spiraling even higher.
They panted as they came down, sounds of the meadow infiltrating the quiet aftermath of their spent passion. He lay over her, cocooning her with his body. She moved, wrapping her arms around his waist, pulling him down to her.
“Don’t. I don’t want to hurt you with my weight.” He pumped his hips forward, still semi-hard from the warmth and tightness of her surrounding him. “I’m Levi. What’s your name?”
She nuzzled his neck, nipping and kissing away the stings. “Daphnaie.”
Levi pulled back slightly. “Daphnaie.” He looked at her and glanced at the tree and spoke slowly. “Daphnaie.” She nodded between kisses. “You didn’t fall out of the tree did you?”
She stopped and blinked up at him. “No. Why would I have done that?”
“Daphnaie, the laurel tree is your home, isn’t it?” He sighed. “My grandpa would tell me stories about the Daphnaie.”
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