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She shot a glare at him then said, "It was a long way out there, shut up." Then she kicked him lightly.
"Maybe you couldn't find your way back without Matt's help," Erica said snidely, just barely covering the venom in her voice; she was trying to sound like she was joking. Ava knew better. Ava just smiled sweetly at her, "Nah, not this time, but whenever I AM lost, Matt finds me." He smiled; somehow, she'd managed to come back at Erica without sounding bitchy.
They all settled in around the fire with a few beers. The conversation eventually trailed off as they got a little drunk. Then out of the silence Erica started to ask Matt questions about himself.
"Matt, why aren't you in a relationship with someone?" there was an emphasis placed on the "someone" part of the question.
"Um, I'm just not ready for that yet" he mumbled.
"Oh, I see, just haven't found the right girl yet?" Erica was on to something and she wasn't about to let go.
"Uh," Matt stammered, he knew he'd been trapped and he felt a little confused. The beer wasn't helping. Before he knew it, he'd waited too long trying to figure out what to say. When he looked up Ava had disappeared. He thought it might be best to let her cool off for a bit, and for him to try to sober up. He suggested to Erica that they roast marshmallows. By the time they'd roasted a few Ava stepped out of the woods. She'd been crying, he could tell. He felt really awful. She dragged her chair around the fire to the farthest point away from them both. She shook her head when he asked her about a marshmallow.
Eventually, Erica got drunk enough she was ready to pass out. Matt took her in the tent. Ava had set up a cot for her and he helped her into it. She clumsily took her shoes off. Then just as he zipped her into a sleeping bag, she touched his face. He stopped short. She pulled his face closer to hers and sloppily tried to kiss him. He pushed her away gently, and she immediately passed out. Shaking his head, he returned to the fire.
"That was quick, I thought the two of you would take longer," Ava griped jealously.
He looked at her, then sighed dragging his chair closer to hers.
"Not my type Ace" he said tiredly.
"Neither am I" she replied bitterly.
He sighed again "Did you ever think that maybe you're exactly my type, like the type I want forever type, and that scares the shit out of me?"
She looked a little confused "No."
He sighed again; he couldn't stop sighing, "Well maybe you should think about that."
"Maybe YOU should think about that," She repeated back at him.
"Give me some time?" he asked.
She nodded. Her eyes were teary and he motioned for her to come snuggle on his lap.
He kissed her softly, and pushed back a stray hair. Her heart was beating quickly; he could feel it under her soft skin. She kissed him back running her fingers through his hair and over his chest as she knelt on the ground in front of him. Her slender fingers flew threw his belt buckle, the button and zipper to his pants before he could think straight. All he could see was her beautiful mouth. It was smiling at him as he felt her silky hands help him off with his bottoms.
She knelt on top of his pants, he was glad she had something soft to kneel on. Her body was warm as she pressed between his legs. She had shed the fleece and was lifting her shirt to reveal that she'd never been wearing a bra. He was surprised again, and again that natural breasts like hers could retain such firmness, especially as large as they were.
She pressed her chest closer to his groin and
surrounded his cock with her breasts. Deftly she slid it through them over and over until he was at his full length. Then she bowed her head and her warm, wet mouth engulfed him. He felt the head of his cock hit the back of her throat and she swallowed, drawing him in deeper. He knew not to push too hard so she'd still be able to breathe.
He enjoyed the way he felt in her throat.