Chapter 52

“Found you!” She said excitedly, earning a happy grin from him.

“Hey, you!” He said excitedly. “I thought I was going to spend the entire afternoon here before either you or Uncle Alfred figured that I may be lost.”

“There was no way I was going to let you spend the whole afternoon in here,” she said, sitting down beside him. “How do you feel?” She asked him quietly.

“Honestly, I don’t know,” he said, running a hand through his messy hair. “I feel duped.”

“I understand,” she said softly.

“No, you don’t. You grew up with a mother and brother who showered you with love and security. You didn’t have to wonder if they loved you or not, you didn’t have to work extra hard in school to get good grades and earn their affection, and you never had to deal with the guilt that came with wanting to fall in love with someone and have that person love you back. I had always thought that being a hard-hearted guy was the best way to protect myself from getting hurt but I was wrong. I have been following the wrong blueprint all along.”

Rachel felt his pain and it hurt her to see him feeling so low. Without saying a word, she leaned closer and drew him into her arms. He did not resist her touch but instead, he rested his head on her bosom and let her stroke his head gently. That gesture took him back to his childhood when his mother used to hold him close and stroke his hair like this. His nose stung and he clenched his teeth to keep his emotions in check. He wasn’t going to fall apart and cry like a child, even though that was what he felt like doing.

Instead, he lifted his head and touched his lips to Rachel’s, waiting for her reaction. She responded by parting her lips and letting him kiss her. He was gentle and tentative with it as if it was their first time and he didn’t want to rush things. She felt a delicious tingle up her spine as he deepened the kiss while running his palm down the side of her neck.

“I am so glad that you are here with me, Rachel,” he whispered against her lips. “I don’t know how I would have handled all of this without you here, holding me up with your kindness.”

“I haven’t done anything,” she said, although she was flattered that he thought her presence here made a difference in a good way.

“And that’s another thing I love about you, Rachel. You are gracious and humble, and forgiving. Not many women would give a guy like me a second chance after how I treated you badly.”

“Let’s not go back to that, Derek. It’s in the past now. None of that matters anymore,” she said, appreciating his honesty.

“You are right,” he said softly. “Nothing else matters but you and me right now.”

He kissed her again but this time, she recognized the fire of lust burning in him. He reached up behind her and unzipped her dress with one swift motion. Rachel shook the dress off, letting it fall around her waist to form a cloud of chiffon over her hips. She hadn’t worn a bra because the dress had a tight bodice, so her boobs were now exposed and aching for his touch.

Derek buried his face between her full boobs, taking immense pleasure in their lush softness. “You are a dream, Rachel. You’re way too perfect to be real.”

She giggled. “Don’t drown me in flattery, Derek. Just make love to me.”

“I am not flattering you. I mean what I said.”

In response, she pushed him back gently until he was laying on his back on the grassy ground. She crawled up on him and began to unbutton his shirt.

“I’m guessing this is going to be a first for both of us,” she said with a grin. “Sex in a maze. Sounds exciting.”

“Sounds like a porn movie title,” he said and she laughed.

Once his shirt was off, she moved to his pants and was glad to see his baton-sized erection, waiting for her attention.

“Now, that’s what I like to see,” she said and covered his shaft with her mouth and began to suck it like a giant straw. He reached down and captured her boobs in his hands, kneading them gently while stroking her nipples too.

His touch fueled her passion, making her moan loudly. She transferred her attention to his balls, taking each one into her mouth and sucking them simultaneously.
Derek thought his brain was going to explode from the sensation he was getting from down there. When she spread his thighs wide apart and ran her tongue over his perineum, he thought he would die with pleasure. His body shivered and he fastened his fingers in her hair.

Rachel encircled his groin with her tongue; licking, sucking, and nibbling him until he was nearly crying and begging her to set him free because he couldn’t take the torture anymore. His engorged cock throbbed almost painfully and he was yearning to stick it into her and put himself out of his delicious misery.

“I want to be inside you, Rachel,” he panted.

“Be patient, my love,” she said coyly and began to run her tongue along his inner thighs. She smiled to herself when she felt his muscles quiver under her tongue.

Derek was hot and ready to have her but she was prolonging his torture and it was driving him crazy. He reached down and grabbed his cock, intending to work himself until he orgasmed but Rachel stopped him with a look.

“Don’t you dare,” she warned him. “Or else, this will be the last time we fuck.”

“Aw, come on, Raych. I’m dying here!” He complained.

She laughed. “Stop being a big baby. Now, say please.”

“Please!”

“Please, what?”

“Please, Rachel. Take me to paradise.”

“That’s more like it,” she said and crawled up his body and caught one of his nipples between her teeth while twirling the other one with her fingers. He was writhing and moaning, begging her to set him free, and then she inched up to kiss him on the lips.

“Giddy up, horsey,” she said before positioning herself on top of him, with her back to him.

“Ride on, baby,” he encouraged her.

She lowered herself on his cock and began the familiar dance of bumping and grinding on him. She bounced up and down on him, she kneaded his balls with her free hand, while he grabbed onto her ass, molding it like a sculptor handling clay.

It was an intense ride that ended in one of the most rapturous orgasms that either of them have ever experienced. As they reached the peak together, the moment was punctuated by a clap of thunder that startled them.

“Even the universe felt it too,” said Derek, panting.

Rachel laughed. “Yeah, right.”

The sky began to darken and streaks of lightning flashed across it with an ominous rumble of thunder. It was a clear warning of impending rain and the lovers quickly sprang apart to start dressing up.

“How is this even possible?” Asked Rachel, as she struggled into her dress. “Just a few minutes ago, the sun was shining. Where did this sudden rain come from.”

“Welcome to England,” said Derek dryly. “We better find our way out of here or else we’ll be drenched to the bone soon.”

When they were both fully dressed, they walked out of their little love nest hand-in-hand and tried to figure out how to navigate the maze and come out on the other side which was Derek’s initial goal. They ran into the same dead end twice before the rain started to fall, soaking them to the skin in a matter of seconds.

“We’re going to freeze to death if we don’t find our way out of here quick,” Derek observed.

“I’m exhausted!” Rachel whined.

“Come on, hop on my back,” he offered.

“Are you kidding? You can’t carry me around, Derek. You’re just as tired as I am.”

“I’m not complaining, am I? Come on, let’s go.”

She obeyed reluctantly and let him carry her on his back as they continued to look for a way out of the maze with poor visibility due to the heavy rainfall. They ran around for a couple of minutes before Derek finally screamed out with joy.

“We did it! Look, it’s the cottage,” he said, pointing ahead.

Rachel lifted her head to look and found herself staring at a beautiful cottage built with wood and bricks, and surrounded by huge glass windows and doors. There was a row of wildflower bushes planted around the house, and the walkway was lined with huge pots of plants. It was the perfect spot for an intimate getaway and Rachel fell in love with it at once.

“It’s amazing,” she whispered in awe.

“I agree. Now, let’s go in and get out of these wet clothes.”

“Do you have a key to get inside?”

Derek paused mid-stride to think about her question. “Well, damn. Let’s just say that we have officially reached another dead end.”

“Oh, crap!” Said Rachel and they both burst out laughing.