When Ann awoke later in the day, she was alone in the tent. The sun had come up and the inside of the tent was so warm that she felt sweat pouring from her. Another bath would do quite nicely right now, she thought as she stretched her aching muscles.
She felt sore all over as if she had participated in the Olympics or something of the kind. Sex was definitely good exercise, she chuckled to herself. Especially after that 5 hour walk that she had done before entering the sexual marathon that Jared had instigated.
That would teach her not to wake him in the middle of the night and tempt him to do his worst. Well, his worst had probably been her best sexual experience ever, so she would definitely repeat the offence as often as she had the chance.
She smiled as she contemplated the 3 orgasms that Jared had brought her to, even before she had managed to give him one. The man was a walking sex-god as far as she was concerned, she thought as she rolled out from under the sleeping bag that had been placed over her.
Now, where could the sex-god have gone to, she wondered as she put on a sweater and a pair of shorts and ventured outside. It was just as sunny and beautiful outside as she had thought and she took a few deep breaths as she took in the scenery that had seemed so grey and boring the night before.
Now, in the light of day, the nature was showing itself from its best side and she spotted so many different colours that she regretted not having brought her camera. It was typical to forget the camera whenever she encountered something that was actually worth taking a picture of.
She took another deep breath and walloped in the fresh air mixed with a sudden smell of...bacon?
Her stomach answered immediately and she heard a loud growl indicating it was way past breakfast. She had to get some sustenance if she was to keep up with Jared for another day.
She looked around to pinpoint the exact position of the welcoming smell, and finally she noticed some grey smoke coming from the riverbank. She put on her sneakers and walked toward the fire.
"Ah, you're finally awake," Jared smiled at her. "Good, then I don't have to shake you awake. You seemed to need the rest," he continued smugly as he gave her a heated stare.
Ann blushed instantly. She noticed that Jared had a satisfied look on his face as if he congratulated himself for having worn her out. She felt her temper rise all of a sudden and cursed herself from blushing in front of him.
"You would also be tired if you had 3 orgasms in a row," Ann retorted.
"Probably," Jared agreed. "Although I don't think men can achieve multiple orgasms."
"You'll never know until you've tried, will you?"
"Is that an offer? In that case I'm in," Jared responded quickly.
"I'm sure you are, and it's definitely an offer. Only it includes you being tied up and me having complete command." She laughed as his expression changed into something sour. "Ha, not used to letting someone else take command, is that it, Jared? Just as I thought."
"You just state your time and place, princess, and you have a deal," he retorted quickly.
"Good, but not before breakfast. I'm starving. Do you have something for me as well?"
"Sure. We brought plenty so help yourself. There's bread in the bag over there and bacon in the pan." He pointed and she heard an answering scream from her stomach. Jared just laughed. "You better get yourself some sustenance if you're to keep our agreement. I'll return to securing our dinner."
"Dinner? What will it be?"
"The first fish that takes my bait."
"Ha, and what if you don't catch anything?"
"Then it will be soup and you'll be dessert."
"You mean, I'll
provide
dessert?"
"Nope, you'll be dessert," Jared winked at her.
"And you'll be mine, because I want dessert as well," Ann stated boldly as she gave him a look-over, doing her best to shed his clothes from his body and see him in his nude form. Jared only answered with a heated look and met her eyes head on.
"I look forward to it," he declared hoarsely. "Now, stop looking at me like that or there won't be any dinner at all."
Ann laughed at his threat.
"Just give me a few minutes and I'll help you catch the dinner," she answered while feeling quite elated that he had not lost all interest in her yet. Instead it seemed he was hungrier than ever and that made her happier than she had hoped to be. What a wonderful idea it had been to join him on this fishing trip.
So far it hadn't included much fishing, but she liked this sort of trip all the better. And the bonus of having Jared all to herself and far away from other people was so much nicer than she had thought it would be. She sat down to enjoy her meal as she held a close eye on Jared as he stood fishing by the river.
Every muscle in his body seemed to be focused on the task ahead and she felt herself being envious that he had found a hobby that seemed to demand all of his concentration. What a nice way to relax, she thought as she watched him wade into the stream, each step carefully placed and the entire man seeming totally in control of his surroundings.
She had rocked that control the night before, and she would always remember the look of pleasure on his face as he gave into his needs and let himself be taken by the climax mounting in his body. She had felt as if she ruled the whole world in that moment, and she longed to experience it again as soon as possible.
***
A while later, Ann was back at the riverfront where she had started her fishing career the night before and she did her best to mimic Jared's movements and do her best to catch their dinner. It wasn't as easy as it looked when he had done it, but somehow she managed to get the fly into the water. In a few years time she would probably get it to land where she wanted it too as well, she smiled as she tried a few more times.
A few hours later as she rolled in the line, she felt like she was starting to get the hang of it. Well, at least the part of rescuing her line from the countless figs and bushes that was close to the riverbank. She had even felt a fish nipping at her fly from time to time, but so far none of them had been tempted to come ashore and be served as dinner.
She wondered if Jared had any more luck. Blisters were now starting to form on her hands and her arms felt heavy from the unfamiliar movements. Even her legs felt tired after her standing on high alert for such a long time. Her stance was not that relaxed yet, she smiled, wondering at the same time why they always said that fishing was so relaxing for one's body. She could definitely tell them otherwise.
"Any luck?" she suddenly heard Jared ask from behind her. She practically jumped in surprise. She hadn't even heard him approach. "Whoa, there," he continued as he reached for her arm and held her still, preventing her from falling into the river. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you," Jared laughed as he held her tightly.
"You didn't frighten me," Ann hastily explained. "I was just concentrating on something else."
"Never thought that you would become so fond of fishing, Miss Mason," Jared continued in a playful voice.
"Ha, I'm starting to get the hang of it, you just wait and see," Ann declared as she slowly released herself from his hold and stood her ground in front of him. He was still smiling so broadly he was surely laughing at her, she thought. "But it would be much easier if you would stop creeping up on me all the time."
"Creeping? Honey, you must have been daydreaming when you didn't hear me approach. Thinking on something particular?" he suggested heatedly.
Ann immediately felt herself blushing at the thought of how they had spent the night and her temper rose at how easily he could unsettle her. For god's sake, this was Jared. A man she had known for almost all her life and her brother's best friend.
There was no reason why she should act like a frightened virgin next to him. He was just a few years older than her and a decent man as far as she knew. He was just trying to act as if the night had only been about having some fun between friends and not a lifelong commitment.
That had to be the reason why he was giving her this light teasing. The best thing now would be for her to go along with the light conversation and not try to turn their relationship into something it would never be. But she could still enjoy the sex, couldn't she?
She gave a brief laugh as she contemplated a frontal attack on his composure.
"Oh, yes certainly, but I think my memory eludes me," she smiled at him before turning to lay her fishing gear down on the grass.
"That's too bad," she heard behind her. "Is there anything I can do to refresh your memory?" Jared suggested as he followed her.
"Since you mention it...," Ann smiled as she gazed up into Jared's eyes. "Yes, there is. Lay down on the grass, will you?"
"If that is what the lady wishes," Jared smiled as he did what she asked and laid himself out on the ground, looking totally relaxed and in full control of himself. "Now, what are you planning?"
"You just wait and see," Ann smiled as she sat down beside him and started to unbutton his shirt.
"Are you planning to strip us both for anyone to see?" Jared wondered suspiciously.
"You're being the prude again, aren't you," Ann smiled. "All right. Then we'll just have to keep our clothes on this time," she smiled as she started to unbutton his pants instead.
"Hey, wait," Jared intervened as he laid his hand on top of hers to stop her actions. "There's a tent back there that could suit our purpose."
