Never Ever by L.P. Maxa

condom.
    “You brought condoms on our jog?”
    “You said you didn’t want to have sex without one. So yes, of course, I brought condoms on our jog.”
    He picked me back up and entered me in one fluid motion. My God he was the sexiest smoothest man I had ever been with. He made me feel wanton and uninhibited. We were fucking against a tree just off a well-worn path. Anyone could come by, we could be caught at any second. But no part of me cared. Taylor put his hand behind my back, making sure the tree bark didn’t scrape my naked skin. He set a deliciously decadent pace, thrusting up into me in a punishing rhythm. Obviously no part of him cared if we were caught either. “Oh God, Taylor. So. Good. Please. Don’t. Stop.” Each word was punctuated with the feel of him hitting the most amazing spot inside me.
    He laughed against my neck, sending chills down by spine. “Sugar, that’s one thing you’ll never have to worry about. I won’t ever stop before you’re done. I won’t ever stop until I feel you shatter around me.”
    I leaned my head against the tree, closing my eyes, letting everything go. The only thing in my world right now was Taylor. Taylor and the mind blowing orgasm that was building inside me. His teeth grazed my collar bone, his lips kissed my neck, his tongue flicked my ear lobe. I came instantly and seconds later I felt him follow. He sat me down and leaned his forehead again mine. Out of breath, he panted, “This is the best jog I have ever been on. Ever.”
    After tappin’ it against a tree we were both kind of moving slow. Neither one of us felt the urge to jog anymore. By the time we made it to the beach entrance of the lake it had taken closer to an hour. I could see everyone in the water, everyone except Baily. She was on the beach, her phone to her ear. I stopped short and put my arm out to halt Taylor. “Can’t we just turn around and hide in the woods for the rest of the weekend?”
    Taylor threw his arm around my neck, kissing my head. “I would love nothing more than to run away with you. But, we both know that Baily would promptly launch a very well organized search party. We’d be found by night fall.”
    I snorted and started walking towards the sounds of laughter and splashing water. Taylor stripped off his shirt and dove into the lake.  He turned and winked at me as he surfaced and swam out towards Cole. I could feel Baily’s eyes on me. I took a deep breath and spun around to face her, smile plastered on my face. “Baily, you swimming today?” I peeled off my sweat soaked shirt and kicked off my shoes.
    She crossed her arms over her ample chest and cocked out one hip. “Livi, we need to talk.” She looked like a pissed off teenager.
    I took off my socks and went to pull down my shorts. I froze instantly when I remembered I was no longer wearing anything underneath them. Crap. “Okay, but hurry. It’s hot as hell and I’m sweating like a whore in church.
    “Patrick just called again, he said you never returned his call. What’s going on? Is this about Taylor? Is there something going on between you two?”
    I sighed and hung my head. Own up to my failed marriage? Or just tell partial truths? Easy way out sounded really good right now. “Patrick and I got into a big fight before I left for this trip.” There, that wasn’t a lie at all. “I told him I needed some space, to clear my head. I asked him not to call me.”
    She looked at the ground, kicking at some rocks, “What was the fight about?”
    I shrugged her question off, “Just stupid married people stuff.”
    Baily put her hands on her hips, peering out towards the lake. “What about Taylor?”
    I shrugged, “What about him, Bails?”
    “Is there something going on between you two? I’ve seen y’all, you are attached at the hip.”
    “He makes me laugh. We have fun together. Nothing more. I’m not being unfaithful.” None of that was a lie either. Way to go Livi, I could spout half-truths all