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    Bobbie stopped and inhaled deep. Grant’s woodsy aftershave lingered in the air to her left, and she followed. She climbed on top of a fallen tree and closed her eyes. She stood very still for several minutes attempting to envision everything around her. A light buzzing to her left caught her attention. Most bugs had a rhythm to their buzzing, but this buzz was erratic. Like a phone on vibrate. She’d bet her half of the donut shop he was playing a game on his phone. The man had no shame. She tip-toed and picked through the bushes as quietly as she could until she came up behind a large tree. Grant’s scent filled the air around her.
    She jumped around the side of the tree. “Gotcha.”
    Grant tucked his phone inside his back pocket. “How do you feel?”
    “Like a woman who’s about to get hers.”
    “Don’t you see how—?”
    “Mm uh. No lecture. I found you using the bear instincts. Challenge over. Now, there is something else you need to be doing with that mouth.”
    Grant pushed her back against the tree, the bark digging into her skin. His eyes darkened, and the gold flecks glittered. “Grab that branch.”
    Bobbie glanced up to find a branch within arm’s reach. She stretched her arm and grabbed the branch with one hand.
    Grant pulled a piece of rope out of his cargo pants. “Now the other one.”
    As soon as she grasped the branch with her other hand, he took the rope and tied her hands in place. It was surprisingly soft, and she wasn’t uncomfortable. He’d known the right amount of pressure to restrict her but not harm her, and the bark against her back added to the excitement.
    Grant dropped to his knees, his face inches away from her stomach. He took the bottom hem of her tank top in two fistfuls and jerked sharply. The thin shirt ripped up the center, and he pulled until the material exposed her bra.
    He grasped her hips with a strong hand on each side and began to place kisses in a circle around her navel.
    Sharp desire settled in her lower stomach. Her arms involuntarily jerked, pulling tight on the restraints. His fierce gaze met hers. He reached for her breast through the thin material of her bra and pinched her already hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She jerked again and realized the excitement increased exponentially at needing to touch him and not being able to.
    Grant cupped and massaged her breast while he used his free hand to unbutton her jean shorts. When he had the zipper free, he yanked them down to her ankles. The wisp of lace covering her sex dampened as his breath brushed against her. He kissed a line across the top of her panties and then hooked a finger in the strap over her hips and pulled them down to her shorts. The bark from the tree dug roughly into her bare ass, heightening her arousal to the breaking point.
    “Spread your legs,” he commanded.
    She did as much as she could.
    He kissed the inside of one thigh and the new growth of stubble on his chin grazed against the exposed skin. Careful attention was given to the opposite thigh before he finally paused in front of her sex.
    He teased her clit with the tip of his tongue, and Bobbie held in a scream at the burst of pleasure. He moved in closer and after pulling one side of her shorts and panties past her boot, he placed the free leg over his shoulder. The light breeze reminded her of her nakedness, but like the day before, she didn’t care. Mosquitoes be damned .
    His tongue was sharp and piercing as he covered her completely with his mouth. She pushed her hips forward encouraging him to thrust deeper. The unrelenting rhythm of his tongue pushed her quickly into an orgasm. The spasms shook her entire lower body, and Grant refused to stop his assault on her until she hung motionless.
    She closed her eyes as he gently set her leg back on the ground. As he untied her hands, he paused and tilted his head to the side. “Do you hear that?”
    “Are you kidding? All I hear are bells