My Stripper Mate

Chapter 15

I quickly whipped my head to the side, avoiding looking at his bare body. He laughed and approached my blushing form. I felt his arms wrap around my mid section, and he lifted my shirt by the hem. I was quick to swat his fingers away from me.

"I think I'll stay dressed." I commented under my breath, but of course he caught it. 

"Join me." He insisted and turned me to face him. I noticed his boxers were still on. They hung low from his hips. I looked up at the sky wondering how I had gotten myself into this situation.

"Arms up." Wilder instructed. I hesitantly lifted my arms, and allowed him to pull the large shirt from my body. He swiftly removed my clothing, leaving me in my sports bra and panties. With both of us practically naked, he picked me up and walked into the lake.

"Wilder, I do not want to get wet." I panically yelled as he got deeper and deeper into the lake. I felt my feet dip into the water, and I demanded he let me go, clearly not thought all the way through, as he dropped me into the water, submerging me momentarily, before his strong arms swept me up and pulled me into his warm body.

"See not too bad." He laughed and tucked me into his heat. I clung to him, hoping to steal away the warmth he offered, but it seemed that he had more than he knew what to do with. I stayed wrapped in his arms all afternoon, swimming around and talking with him about everything.

"Tell me about your family." I smiled up at him. He was floating around and I floating next to him, admiring him from every angle.

"Well, my mom and dad are getting older and crankier by the day, then there's my sister Raven. She is a piece of work. I can't handle her mood swings." He concluded quickly, but if that was all he had to say I would take what I could get.

"What were your parents like?" He asked curiously. I knew he meant no harm by it, but it hurt me deep down to think about them. I sighed and looked up into his warm inviting eyes.

"My parents are getting older and crankier by the day, and I don't have any siblings." I said simply enough. Although I was at a loss for words on what to say of my parents, I knew exactly what I wanted to say next. I stared into his eyes for moments, and there was an understanding that passed between us, a connection so deep, I couldn't describe how understood I felt. It was like he had been with me the whole time, through it all. He had been through the good and the bad with me, he knew my pain, my joy, my sorrow. He knew me through and through.

"Kiss me, Wilder." I said quietly, but he didn't miss it. He quickly stood in the deep water. I knew I couldn't touch, but he clearly could. I stopped floating around as well, and he reached for me, locking my legs around his waste. I felt his warm breath on my shoulder, and he looked up into my soft eyes. With my ankles locking his body to mine, I bent lower, trying to connect our lips, but he took control and touched his soft lips to my cheek, then my chin, then the corner of my mouth. I closed my eyes in anticipation for his lips to meet mine, but it never came. My eyes shot back open, and as soon as they connected with his, he crashed his lips into mine. I felt every curve of his soft plump lips against mine, rocking and molding me into him. He was addictive, and I feared that I may never let him go. We continued our kiss until the early afternoon hours. I was enamored by him, entranced with his talent for kissing, but he seemed to be aware of the time, as he walked us back up to shore. Reluctantly, he let my legs fall to the soft grassy ground, and with one last peck, he pulled away.

"Follow me." He smiled and took my hand in his. He picked up our close from the forest floor and jogged with me around the lake to the waterfall base. I trusted that he knew what he was doing, as he started up the slippery rocky path behind the waterfall. I watched nervously as he took the first few steps, before following him up. We climbed up the side of the cliff until we reached a dimly lit cave, about 25 feet up. He entered first, and quickly turned around, pulling me in behind him. I took his hand and he pulled me into his chest, giving me a quick kiss, before turning me around to see his handy work. A mattress had been laid out in the back of the cave on a wooden frame to keep it from becoming wet due to the damp floor. There was also a table and two chairs off to the side with a picnic basket and candles to light up the cave. I admired his work and turned back to give him another kiss.

"Do you like it?" He asked, as if he needed to.

"I love it." I smiled and walked further into the cave. He was quick to follow, and pulled out the contents from the picnic basket.

"A lovely home cooked meal for you." He smiled and set out paper plates. I took a seat and watched as he pulled out two ham sandwiches. I laughed and happily accepted mine. He also pulled out a fruit salad and a bag of chips. I smiled at his effort and urged him to sit with me.

"Why are you laughing?" He chuckled himself.

"You have quite the pallet there mister wolf." I smiled and dug into the food. We ate in silence, but not he awkward kind. It was comfortable, and for the first time in a long time I truly felt safe in the presence of another male human being. After we had both finished Wilder pulled out one last gift, it was wrapped and everything.

"What's that for?" I questioned shyly.

"For you, just because." He smiled answering my next question of why. He passed it across the table, and I nervously reached for it, shredding the paper and discovering the contents. I pulled out the water color paints and large painting papers.

"Wilder, you shouldn't have done this." I said reluctant to accept his expensive looking gift.

"It's my treat. I want to spoil you." He smiled and let me sort everything out. In the silence inspiration struck, and I started painting. I painted the waterfall and the lake, and in the lake I painted Wilder and I floating around happily. I would have painted our kiss, but I didn't want to share that with the outside world yet.

By the time I started to wrap things up, the sky was quickly becoming dark. I left the paints and painting on the table, and grabbed hold of Wilder's hand. We walked down the path from the cave to the ground floor, and sat in the soft grass, watching the sunset.

"It's beautiful." I commented completely overwhelmed from the day. Wilder sat beside me admiring the sunset as well, but when I looked back to observe him, he already had his gaze locked on me.

"What?" I questioned playfully with a smile. He returned the smile before answering.

"Why watch the sunset when I have something much more beautiful in my arms."

It was too cold to spend the night in the cave, so Wilder and I made our way home. When we arrived back, I was exhausted from the day, and Wilder carried me up to his room. I changed into my pajamas quickly, and climbed into bed. Wilder joined me, and we fell asleep quickly.

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Chapter 15! This chapter was longer than most, but for good reason if you know what I mean. I am also very proud of myself to have back to back updates. Yay for me lmao. I can update my story would you look at that. Anyway... I kind of set up a second account ready for the old version of this story to be posted if anyone is interested. That being said if you are one of those people who are interested please let me know. Either private message or comment now I want to see who would like to read the old version. Fore warning, it's bad. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. See you next time.

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2/7/21