Chapter 207

Russo’s POV

After I’d gotten the call from Justin, it took a few minutes for his words to sink in. We were free. We were safe. It had been so long since I’d had those things that it hardly felt real.

Lisa must have felt the same because, after her initial tears of relief, she set about cleaning up the mess we’d made doing the ritual. The church might have been abandoned, but leaving our pentagram and offerings behind seemed tactless.

I silently got to work, helping her. She loaded up the expired materials, and I searched the closets until I found an old mop and bucket. While the ink we’d used did mop off the floor, something about the ritual had etched the symbols into the cement, leaving rough outlines even after the drawings were removed.

Well, I was the best I could do. If anyone bought the place, they could always cover the marks with carpet or hardwood. Once everything was clean, Lisa and I left.

She paused on the stairs out of the basement. “We can’t just throw the remnants of the ritual in the trash. They need to be buried with salt to be purified.”

“Okay. Does the location we bury them matter?”

“The further from civilization, the better, just in case there’s any lingering spiritual energy attached. It could conceivably corrupt someone. Not a full possession because the energy isn’t the same thing as a ghost. But it might turn someone wicked.”

“Yeah, I’ve had enough of wicked people. Let’s bury it deep somewhere hell and gone from where anyone lives.”

Using GPS, we found an access road that led the way out into the forest to an old logging site. The rough road bounced us all around. Huge potholes made the gravel road treacherous.

When we reached the old logging site, the drive was worth it. Acres upon acres of partially regrown forest land tangled with thick undergrowth and brambles. We took the pack of used materials, a small shovel, and a container of salt and headed out into a spot so covered in thorny vines no one would willingly enter it.

I certainly didn’t want to be there. My clothes were snagged, and even through the fabric, scratches from the thorns covered my body.

Lisa and I took turns digging a hole that was nearly knee-deep on me before we dropped the pack in. She sprinkled salt over everything, then started filling the hole back in. Every so often, she’d leave another layer of salt for protection.

By the time we got back to the car, the sky over the east side of the hills glowed faintly gold with the coming sunrise. I caught Lisa around the waist, pulling her back to my chest and kissing her neck.

“It’s officially our first day of freedom,” I murmured.

She snuggled back against my shoulder. “I think this might be the most beautiful sunrise I’ve ever seen.”

“Not as beautiful as you.” My hand slid across her chest, gently cupping her breast.

The combination of everything was intoxicating. I was free. I had my love with me. The mixture turned my head and turned me on. Everything unpleasant we’d be waiting to be rid of was gone. And now my desire for Lisa was coming on strong.

She giggled and tried to squirm away. “We’re dirty and in the middle of the forest.”

I caught her close to me. “So?”

Lisa blushed and stared at the ground near our feet. “It will be my first time. Sleeping with someone in the middle of the woods in the dead of winter isn’t how I imagined it would be.”

“Let’s explore what’s wrong with your thinking. First off, I hope I’m a little more than someone. That makes me sound like some random dude. Second, I think making love under the sunrise is far more romantic than some stuffy bedroom.”

The whole time I’d been talking, our faces had grown closer together so that by the time I whispered the word “bedroom,” my lips brushed against hers. She let out a little purr and closed the distance, so we were fully kissing.

She tasted like heaven right now. Everything about this was perfect for me. I had to help her see how wonderful it was, too. Especially if it was her first time, I wanted her to always remember the magic.

The sunlight caught and turned the bottom of a few clouds electric pink which in turn illuminated the skin on Lisa’s neck, making her look flushed and beautiful.

“I love you,” I whispered, kissing the spot where the sun lit her skin.

She tipped her head, inviting me to kiss more.

“Let’s go in the car. It’ll be warmer,” I suggested.

Lisa let me open the door to the back seat and pull her inside. It seemed her protests were over. She was finally ready for me.

I put myself on the seat and guided Lisa to sit on my lap. I wanted her to be as comfortable as possible. I’d take the seatbelts on my back and rest my head on the hard form of the car door for her.

Sliding my hands under her shirt, I guided it off over her head. Her lacy bra greeted me, sending a rush of blood to my groin. Her skin was so smooth and silky I wanted to touch all of it at once and never stop. But the best spot of all was the tender skin stretched over the swell of her breasts.

I skimmed that with my fingertips, and Lisa closed her eyes, soaking in my touch. When I squeezed her nipple gently, she let out a soft sigh. Gods and goddesses, was she sexy.

Putting a hand between her shoulder blades, I drew her down so I could take her firm nipple in my mouth. My tongue ran circles around the nub, and I sucked gently to pull at the sensitive spot.

She whimpered this time and rubbed her hips against mine. Good, she was getting excited. I needed her nice and wet, so I didn’t hurt her when I went inside. I’d have to work to hold myself back in the process, or I’d get too worked up to wait for her.

While I lapped at her breast, I used my hands to undo the button on her pants and mine. Being in the back seat, I had to stop suckling her and sit up to get us both out of our pants. When I reached for her underwear, she stopped me, blushing.

“I thought,” I stammered.

“I’ve never seen a fully naked man. And no man has seen me fully undressed. I feel weird.”

“We can work around that.” I moved the fabric of my boxers so my erection could spring free.

She let out a little gasp, but I ignored her. Instead, I reached between her legs, shifting the fabric of her panties aside so I could run my fingers along her folds.

Lisa’s mind might still have some hesitations, but her body fully invited me. Her legs shifted, opening herself up to my touch. And she was nearly wet enough to enter without hurting her. But I wanted her nearly ready to come when I went inside.

Slowly, carefully I slipped my fingers along her, stretching and flexing the skin against the new sort of touches it would be receiving. Lisa tipped sideways, leaning against the back seat rest. Her eyes closed, and her breathing grew heavy.

She fumbled for my free hand, drawing it up and placing it on her breast. I rubbed both spots, watching with excitement as her inhibitions fell away, and she started to rock in time with my stroking, pleasuring herself on my hands.

I shifted my hips, so the length of my shaft pressed between the lips of her legs, her folds wrapping around my cock and drawing a pulse from it. But I didn’t go inside. Not yet.

I shifted my hips back and forth, sliding my cock along the outside of her sex. She quickly joined the rocking motion. Her eyes still squeezed shut, lashed pointing toward her flushed cheeks. I kept my thumb on her clit, rubbing that too.

When she started to pant out little moans in time to the motion of our bodies, I took one more shift, thrusting up inside her body. Lisa let out one quick cry of pain but didn’t stop the motion of our joined hips.

My plan had worked. Even though her virgin body wasn’t used to this, I’d gotten her so aroused and warmed up that the other sensations she felt overcame the little bit of pain.

Now that her tight tunnel squeezed against the full length of my erection, holding back grew far more difficult. The two of us rocked against one another, drawing up the friction until the buzz of desire, anticipation, and need felt ready to burst from my skin.

My breathing huffed out, ragged and desperate. I only had a few more strokes until—the next rub of my thumb against Lisa’s clit sent her head back and her thighs clamping together. She let out a moan and gasp, which tightened her throat along with the rest of her body.

I clamped both my hands against her hips, driving myself as deep as possible. The spasms of her orgasm gripped my shaft with her interior muscles, squeezing until my come burst from the tip of my cock. I shuddered the last few thrusts as I emptied myself inside her, groaning my pleasure to the early morning sunlight streaming through the car windows.

I grabbed Lisa’s shoulders, pulling her down to kiss her deeply. “I hope that was worth not waiting any longer.”

She smoothed her fingers across my chin. “This was definitely the right time.”