Vanessa
Derek froze for a second, his c**k still buried deep inside me.
We both listened, holding our breaths as we heard the voices murmuring. My panic rose, imagining hikers seeing us like this, exposed and entangled.
“s**t,” he muttered, but he didn’t pull out. Instead, he thrust in again slowly, making me gasp. “Don’t move.”
The footsteps grew closer, my heart beat growing louder.
“Derek, stop,” I hissed, trying to push back, but his grip on my hips tightened.
“Shh,” he whispered, leaning over me, his chest against my back. “Just wait.”
The voices peaked, laughter, casual chat, then faded, drifting away down another path. False alarm. Relief washed over me.
“See? Gone,” he stated, voice low and smug. “Now, where were we?”
Before I could protest, he slammed into me harder, his
