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hugged.
    “Uh-uh, you promised me sex and I want it.” He raised a brow. “Did I? I don’t remember that.”
    She grinned. “Are you complaining?” He grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt she wore to bed and pulled it up off her head.
    “Oh no, I’m not complaining at all,” he replied huskily, staring down at her breasts.
    Suddenly, she found herself sitting on the counter, her panties landing in a heap on top of her t-shirt. Tanner pulled her legs apart.
    “Keep them apart. I’m hungry for some of your sweet honey. Part your pussy for me, baby.”
    “What?” she squealed.
    “Part your pussy so I can look at you.” Blushing crazily, she reached down and Blushing crazily, she reached down and pulled the lips of her vagina apart. He looked down at her hungrily.
    “Good girl. You are so beautiful. Now, I’m going to feast and you are going to stay very, very still, okay?”
    Callie nodded, wondering how the hell she was going to achieve that.
    It was impossible.
    Every swipe of his tongue, every tap against her clit had her whimpering, trying to get closer, twitching and moaning as she searched for release. He drove up then stopped when she moved, pulling back to shake his head.
    Over and over he tortured her until she could just sob, beg incoherently.
    He pulled her off the bench, turning her.
    “Grasp the counter, baby.” His voice was

    “Grasp the counter, baby.” His voice was strained and though she bemoaned the loss of his mouth, she did as he asked.
    And then he was inside her, his cock dancing against her nerve endings, his big body encasing hers. They were slick with sweat as he pushed into her then drew back.
    “God, the things you do to me. I can’t wait, baby. When I come so do you.” He reached around with a hand, using a single finger to tap her clit. Callie felt the heat begin deep within her then push its way throughout her body, encasing her as Tanner shot his essence inside her. She screamed, following him over into bliss.

CHAPTER SIX
    Taking a deep breath of fresh, crisp air, Taking a deep breath of fresh, crisp air, Callie followed determinedly in Tanner's footsteps. She'd always figured she was reasonably fit, but man, was Tanner putting her to shame! Even taking into account his much longer stride she could still barely keep up with him as they hiked along. But she was determined not to complain, she was the one who'd suggested this walk, who'd completely ignored his suggestion that they take it easy.
    She knew what he was thinking, that she wasn't feeling well enough to go for such a long walk. But Callie had refused to listen, arguing that Dr. Samuels had told her to get some fresh air and exercise.
    So it was no one's fault but her own that she was now huffing and puffing her way behind Tanner. Damn it. She would have loved to have blamed her discomfit on him. Why did he have to be right all the time, and why the hell did he have to have such a fine looking butt? Although, she did admit, it was the sight butt? Although, she did admit, it was the sight of those distractedly tight buns covered by tight green pants that had kept her going for the last twenty minutes or so.
    "Here we are. Will you just look at that view!" His cheerful voice spoke from above her as Callie stumbled on.
    "I would if I could get up there," she muttered quietly to herself.
    "Need some help there, squirt?"
    "No I do not." Using some of her last stores of energy Callie climbed the last bit of the trail.
    "Wow," she puffed out, struggling to breathe evenly. "That is amazing!" The view was spectacular; it almost looked like a painting.
    "Worth the hike, hmm?" Tanner took off his pack and began to pull out a rug and some his pack and began to pull out a rug and some food while Callie just stood still trying to catch her breath.
    "Yeah, definitely." She walked over to where he was sitting on the blanket he’d lain out and attempted to sit down without looking like she was collapsing.
    "Here. Eat." Callie shook