Nathaniel promised to see her at the campfire after supper, bowing to her formally and weaving his way towards the command tent. He’d insisted she take the day off – and truthfully, someone else would have been assigned to ride her usual route already – so she had some time. She felt edgy, torn between wishing the evening would come sooner, and hoping it would never come. Her doubts had returned as soon as Nathaniel had disappeared from sight.Muttering to herself irritably, still feeling tired and cold, she liberated a bucket each of hot and cold water from the firepit where they were kept, and then trudged to her tent – reminded of Nathaniel again by the Amaranthine Bear on the fabric of the tent and her blankets – and washed. When done, wrapping herself in warm, dry bedclothes, she fell into her bedroll and was asleep before she remembered hitting the pillow.Her dreams were of a far naughtier variety than the night before; she woke, groaning in frustration, right before she would. The hand that was at my hip moved again, now towards a clit that was begging in agony for attention. Her fingers found it as I relaxed my legs and let them open partially. The sensation of the first touch was nearly unbearable, causing me to moan. I heard her laugh suggestively and the hand that was at my breast covered my mouth. She whispered into my ear, with the voice that makes life perfect, “We don’t want any of that now; it’s too late at night.”I grinned and turned my head to kiss her. She accepted, and kissed me back much harder than I anticipated. Both of her hands were in between my legs now, I could feel my stomach coil and everything from my belly button to mid-thigh go numb, under the command of her well-working fingers. My spine was uncontrollable as I let the rest of me relax. I was leaning against her, and she moved me to lean forward, pushing my hands up against the wall as she leaned forward onto me, kissing the back of my neck and her relentless hands still at work..
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