05: Rainstorm

Warning: The following chapter contains sexually explicit material. Reader discretion is advised.

“Abigail!” Zach shouted as he rounded the fork in the trail in the last place he saw her. Recent prints in the mud indicated someone had passed through here not too long ago. “Abigail!” Zach walked the trail in the direction of the footprints and came to a stop just before a huge drop-off into the canyon. Looking around he noticed more prints and gasped, “No.” From the looks of the tracks, Abigail had gone over the cliff and fallen into the chasm!

“ABIGAIL!” he shouted at the top of his lungs. The clouds opened up and a bolt of lightning crashed across the sky followed by a booming roll of thunder. Rain pelted Zach as he rushed back up to the start of the trail in search of the tracks again. But the water had already distorted the prints and he cussed beneath his breath.

“Hello?” he heard a voice above the din of the rain pounding a few yards away. He stepped closer to the area, shivering a little as the cold drops of water soaked him to the bone.

“Abigail?” Zach strained his ears and called for her again.

“Hello? Is someone there? Help, please!” The voice sounded increasingly more frightened as he listened and he quickly zipped through the canopy of trees towards it. Movement above her drew Abigail’s eyes to the south end of the large ravine in which she’d fallen and she felt the instant flutter of her heart as Zach peered down the opening towards her. Her small, forlorn figure was pushed into the corner of the chasm and she was hugging herself for warmth. 

Zach could see her shoulders shaking as if she was crying and tried to calm her down, speaking to her gently as he described what he was doing. Analyzing the area for some form of leverage, he got down on his knees and tested the sturdiness of the gravel ledge. “Hold on, I’m coming down to get you.” Zach sat his backpack down, stepped to the edge of the gulch wall and clambered down slowly but the volley of rain coming down made the trek slippery and treacherous.

He climbed down the rocks, almost slipping and falling, and lowered himself as far as he could. “Here!” he growled, straining his muscles as he held himself up on the ledge and reached a hand for her. Abigail jumped to reach it and held on for dear life as he pulled her up towards him. “Wrap your legs around me,” he instructed and waited for her to get a good grip. And now with Abby securely hooked to him, he pulled them both out of the ravine and up to the surface of the hole.

“Thank you!” she cried and threw her arms around his neck in a hug. Before she realized what she was doing, she felt Zach’s arms close around her waist, hugging her back. The smell of orange blossoms fused within his nose and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was her. After months of searching the hunt had finally come to an end as he took in the fragrance that had haunted him since New Year’s Eve.

He pulled back and looked at her and instinctively Abigail lowered her eyes to her feet. Placing his index finger beneath her chin, he drew her gaze up and basked in the radiant glow of the beautiful, emerald green eyes that had mesmerized him that night on the terrace. “Abigail,” he spoke her name in a soft moan as he gently caressed her cheek. “How’s that resolution working out for you?”

“N-not s-so well,” she shuddered and he watched her bottom lip tremble. The realization that they were still standing in the pouring rain finally hit him as he felt the chill in her arms.

“Come on we’d better get back. Uh…” he looked around and all he could see were trees. “I don’t suppose you know which way is camp?” He turned to face her and a nervous expression filled her eyes as she shook her head no. A bolt of lightning struck about 100 yards up hill and they jumped, “We have to get out of the rain!” he shouted to be heard over the torrent.

Taking her by the hand, Zach led her towards the granite formations centered at the head of a hiking path. The mouth of the rocks created a crevice large enough to take shelter. As they neared the trail, he could see that the peak was actually a cave that seemed to go deeper into the mountains.

“Listen, it’ll be dark soon and then we’ll really be in trouble. There’s a cave right here but we’ll need to crawl a little ways up the rock to get in. Do you think you can climb?” he asked, pointing to the ledge to which he was referring. She looked up for a second with water dripping down her face and turned back to him. Biting her lower lip, she nodded uncertainly and moved towards the rock.

“Alright just look for handholds and footholds along the surface of the rock. Don’t move until you’re sure your footing is secure ok? I’ll be right behind you. Go slowly and pull yourself into the opening up there.” Abigail listened carefully to his instructions before finally putting her foot in a small crevice and reaching up for a handhold. 

She lifted herself up with a boost from Zach and felt her face grow warm at the awareness of his hand on her ass. “That’s good,” he encouraged her, but her mind processed the compliment another way. “There’s another handhold just above you. Keep going and I’ll start up behind you.” Another nearby lightning flash and vicious roar of thunder temporarily panicked her, but she held on and kept moving.

Pulling herself onto the cave floor, she backed away and waited for Zach to join her. He tossed his bag up to her and pulled himself up and walked over to the cave opening. “We should be safe here until the rain lets up.” 

Opening up his bag, he pulled out a flashlight and aimed it towards the back of the cave. Abigail hooked her hand around his arm and followed closely and he led her away from the wet rocks. “I’m s-so cold,” she shook violently and he guided her to a seat on a rock near the cave wall. Looking around he collected a few small twigs and a bunch of rocks and settled them into a pile. 

Zach grabbed a box of matches from the front pocket of his backpack and lit a fire. He heard Abigail gasp as he stripped off his shirt and looked over at her. “It’s smarter to get out of our wet clothes. Uh…there’s a small blanket in my bag for you.” She nodded and turned her gaze as he stood to remove his pants but his fingers froze on his button as she stood. He could see her hair was dripping wet, her shirt had completely soaked through revealing her bra beneath and the denim of her pants clung to her tightly. 

“You’re soaking wet. We need to get you dry so you can warm up.” Zach brushed his fingers through the damp cloth of her shirt, pulling it slowly from her shoulders. It was halfway down her arms when a clap of thunder so tremendous that it shook the ground echoed in the cavern around them. She jumped again and snapped back to reality.

Abigail gasped and pushed him away, knocking his legs out from under him. He lost his balance and fell. With his hand still entwined in her shirt, Zach pulled Abigail down with him. She landed hard against his chest and started swinging at him with balled fists. He quickly rolled away, grabbing hold of her wrists to keep her from hitting him but as he did it was like someone flipped a switch.

Suddenly Abigail was yelling and writhing viciously doing everything she could to get free of his grasp. “What the…?” he growled as he was pelted by another smack to the face.

“Let go! Let me go!” she shrieked, kicking at him and yanking her hands trying to get away. Zach held tighter, trying to keep her from striking him. He tried backing away, but the area of the cave was so small there wasn’t much room to move. “Please, let me go!”

Something in her voice got his attention and when he looked at her face he could see nothing but wild-eyed panic. He released her at once, holding his hands up, palms open in a show of surrender but it didn’t stop the new rain of blows. Quickly turning his face away, Zach tried to avoid the slaps before Abigail got to her feet and scrambled to the other side of the cave.

Almost as soon as she was free from him, Abigail realized what had happened. It wasn’t the first time she had reacted this way, but it had been a very long time since she’d allowed it to overwhelm her like this. She had thought it was under control, but clearly that wasn’t the case. Her entire body was shaking and she knew from experience that the tears were going to come soon and she wouldn’t be able to stop them. 

“Shit,” she muttered to herself, pacing and shaking her hands to rid her body of nervous energy. Zach stared up at her from his position on the floor. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had just happened and why. A surge of bitter anger swelled in his belly at whoever had hurt her, but more importantly he wanted to kick his own ass. 

He should have just let her go. He had no right to touch her like he did. He pulled up from the ground, sliding his back against the cave wall and dropped his head, exhaling a heavy breath and cussing himself. His tongue gingerly rolled over the cut on his lip and he silently watched as Abigail slid to the cave floor across from him.

She curled up into a ball and let the tears flow. It was no good trying to fight them; she’d learned that over the years. The anger would come next and that was always better than the tears. But she couldn’t let that happen, not now. She needed to clear her head and figure out just what the hell she was going to say to Zach. Nobody wanted broken goods. The best she could hope for at this point was that Zach would be a gentleman and pretend as though nothing happened. Fat chance.

“The wind’s picking up,” Zach spoke, breaking the silence that had encompassed the space once Abigail’s tears had silenced. He watched her shiver as he noisily stood and started over towards her. “Abigail?” Zach called and waited for her to look at him. “I’m sorry.”

The guilt and concern in his voice was enough to almost bring her to tears again, but she bit them back and shook her head. “It’s not your fault. I overreacted,” she replied, her voice a little hoarse from crying. “You were just trying to help.”

“I could have been a little less…handsy.”

“But you were right. We need to get out of our wet clothes. Otherwise we could freeze to death.”

“I can hold the blanket for you while you undress. Is that alright with you?” Wordlessly she nodded and he grabbed the blanket from his bag. Abigail removed her soaked garment leaving on her bra so as not to add to her distress. She used the tissues from his knapsack as a towel on her upper body, drying off as best she could.

Afterwards Abigail leaned forward and let her hair down from its ponytail. She tried to wring out as much water as she could and he sighed as she finally seemed to snap out of her comatose state. She pushed at the blanket, gesturing for him to lower it and Zach dropped it back to his bag. “Better?” he inquired. She nodded but still didn’t speak. However a few seconds later he was rewarded with a barely visible smile.

Abigail reached behind her and unhooked her bra and Zach turned to afford her what little privacy he could. She then unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her thighs, leaving on her panties and he did the same. The two wrung out their wet clothing and lay them apart behind the fire. “I um…I have a bottle of water and a half eaten bag of trail mix if you’re hungry.”

She shook her head no and pulled the blanket deeper around her shoulders. “It’s so cold.” She was still shivering as she moved in front of the fire to warm herself. 

“It’ll be warmer if we sit together.” Abigail dropped to the dry dirt of the cave floor with the blanket around her and Zach joined her shortly. Hesitantly he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Extending the flap she covered herself with, she draped it around him and he smiled towards her as her fingers skirted the flesh of his back and she rubbed his shoulders a little.

“Sorry,” she whispered and pulled back. He shook his head no and inched closer.

“Don’t be. It was nice. Come,” Zach pulled Abigail towards him and nestled her in his arms with her chest against his. Rain still fell hard just outside the cavern’s entrance but the thunder seemed to move away from them. Zach felt Abigail take a deep breath and saw her shoulders slump as she let the tension out of her body. Leaning her head against him, she nestled into his shoulder and let the warmth of his body soak into her.

By now it had grown dark out and the light in the cave dimmed to some extent. Zach stood and poked at the fire to keep it burning. He was visibly quivering and Abigail stood, shaking her head. “This isn’t going to work. We’ll need to lie together to absorb the heat completely.” She pulled the blanket from around her shoulders and spread it out on the floor. Motioning for him, Zach fell to his knees and watched as she crawled over to him.

Stretching out on the blanket, she pressed her chest and stomach against Zach’s and heard a deep moan roll from his throat. The warmth of her body inundated him like a hot bath and she too felt herself begin to warm when his arms closed around her. 

For several minutes he cradled her in his arms absorbing the gift of warmth and marveled at the unexpected tranquility he felt spread through him. Shivers he once felt came fewer and far between before stopping altogether and Abigail’s warm breath against his neck melted through his flesh, heating him to the bone. “Do you think they’re looking for us?” her voice broke through the silence and he looked down at her and sighed.

“I don’t know. It’s pretty dark out. They might have to wait until daybreak. I’m just glad I was able to find you.”

“Me too. It was stupid of me to run off like that. But I’m always running. Confrontations and social situations scare me.”

“So I’ve noticed,” he smiled to himself thinking about the two times he let her slip away. “But I caught you now.” His arms closed around her tighter and he squeezed her against his chest as if to express his meaning.

“Yeah, you did. To be honest I didn’t think you even knew my name. Jemma and Knox have been going steady a little over a year now and you and I had barely even spoke. Sometimes when she’d bring me with her to see him and you were there I’d wait and hope you’d look at me and see me. But I might as well have not even existed as far as you were concerned.”

“I’m sorry, Abigail, I had no idea. There’s no excuse for that kind of behavior but if it makes you feel better, I’m starting to see the error of my ways.” With her hand still draped over his side she began to gently stroke his back. He took her face into his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. Those large, unblinking gems of jade beckoned for him and he pulled her towards him, brushing their lips together.

Behind closed lids he could see flashes of light but was unsure if it was the lightning outside or sparks from inside his head. Abigail’s tongue lightly explored his lips and he pulled her closer, consuming her whole mouth with his.

She ran her tongue along his bottom lip and Zach flinched as Abigail recognized the faint metallic taste of blood. Pulling back, she looked up at him, noticing for the first time the small swollen spot on the corner of his mouth where his lip was busted. “Zach…”

“It’s ok,” he smiled and stroked her hair behind her ear. “Although I gotta say, you have one hell of a right hook.” 

“I’m so sorry,” she frowned in embarrassment. He shook it off and kissed her again, carefully avoiding the cut. They kissed deeply as Zach enveloped her in his arms and a small, feminine moan escaped her parted lips as this time he pulled back.

“I didn’t get the chance to tell you that night but, I really like the way you taste,” he whispered against her mouth then licked his tongue across her lips devouring the green apple gloss again.

Their bodies fit together like two puzzle pieces and as they touched, Abigail felt her skin tingle with sexual electricity as if someone had just plugged her in. The two kissed avidly while Zach’s strong hands roamed over her body, relishing her sensual curves and the delicate feel of her skin.

Likewise Abigail’s hands explored his body, massaging the muscles in his back, and tousling through his hair. She frantically kissed his cheek and neck, her breath coming in pants like a wild animal after a chase. Zach slid his hands under her panties and squeezed her cheeks and she squealed in his ear. He laughed lightly at her surprise and she leaned her hips forward, making it clear she wanted him to remove them. He slid the damp fabric off her legs as she rolled over onto her back, exposing herself to him.

A series of nearby, brilliant bolts of lightning seared through the darkness illuminating the back of the cave in dazzling flashes of white light briefly revealing her erect nipples, round breasts, and dark pubic mound. The intensity of the rainstorm increased again and they vaguely recognized showers of water fiercely beating down at the entrance of the cave.

By now, Zach was enraptured by the sight of Abigail’s nude form. Her chocolate brown hair shone with a deep luster and faint hints of red. Her beautiful, perky breasts firmly protruded from her chest with small, dark pink areolas and slightly raised nipples. He sat up on his elbow for a better view and Abigail lifted her hands to cover herself as she watched Zach stare at her hungrily.

Removing her glasses, he looked into her eyes apologetically and gently touched her hands to pull them away. Her stomach was taut and lightly muscled and he could clearly see the lines of her hips where they joined her abdomen, the sinews of her legs and the curve of her calves. She was a goddess! As Zach moved up on his knees towards her, Abigail took the opportunity to pull down his soggy briefs. His erection sprang out and she gasped and looked up at him. 

With an encouraging nod, she timidly reached out to touch his cock. The act alone was enough to make him groan and he felt ready to explode when her tiny fingers coiled around his shaft and she slowly slid her hand over him. The large muscle throbbed and thickened within her palm and she stroked her hand faster each time Zach inhaled sharply. The veins in his cock pulsated and a tiny drop of precum formed at the tip. Abigail nibbled her bottom lip as she contemplated her next move.

Her tongue licked out and she tasted him and that was all it took. He needed her right then. Gently he pushed her down onto her back and began to slowly kiss her all over, using the time to regain control over his ardor. First licking over her luscious breasts, he kissed and sucked her nipples before moving down to her stomach and thighs. She was a feast of endless pleasure and he wanted to taste every part.

Zach lavished time and attention on every delicious curve of Abigail’s body. Her breasts were a vision, pliable yet resilient, firm yet soft. He ran his tongue around her nipples, and then sucked on them. Hearing a sharp intake of breath encouraged him to suckle them more. 

Lightly tracing his fingers along the insides of her velvety soft thighs, he ran his fingers through her thick, coarse hair and she jumped at his touch. “It’s ok,” he spoke calmly and retrieved his hand, “I’ll only go as far as you want.” Abigail smiled at him and nodded her consent. Zach delicately parted the lips of her labia and felt the outer edge of the moist furnace burning within her. She gasped as his fingers explored her and he leaned forward to kiss her belly.

The dark and curly hairs of her nether were surprisingly lush and soft. He fondled the outer lips of her sex, occasionally dipping a finger into her honey pot to extract more lubrication. His thumb found her clit and slowly circled it, lightly pulling the hood over the sensitive organ. Very soon Abigail’s breathing escalated and Zach knew she was close.

He buried his face in her fragrant lap and found her molten core with his tongue. Dripping wet now, Zach lapped at her juices, sticking his tongue as deep as he could inside her. Abigail’s gentle moans became more urgent and Zach turned his attention to her clit. Licking around it at first, he flicked the tip lightly against her rapidly swelling button and she began to squirm.

He gently sucked her clit into his mouth, released it and repeated the process several times, each time hearing Abigail’s moans deepen. Her hips began to rotate vigorously now and she was panting louder. “Oh, oh no, oh mmm, Zach!” she groaned and he felt her fingers curl in his hair. And as her fingers tightened and squeezed he flattened his tongue fully against her clit and massaged it up and down, back and forth. Abigail began convulsing and short gasps mixed with a few cusses escaped her lips, followed by a long sigh. When she finally stopped, he kissed her sweetly on her lower lips and felt her body relax. 

“Zach,” he looked up at her lust laden eyes and smiled as he climbed over her. “I-I w-want you inside me,” she whispered in his ear, pulling his head gently by the hair until he was eye level with her once again. 

“Are you sure?” Her answer was to pull him towards her and give him a deep, long kiss as her leg teased his cock and balls. Lowering himself against her, the warmth of her chest made him forget about the cool conditions just outside the cave and he delicately spread her legs apart before carefully guiding himself between her thighs. Zach pushed in slowly. She grimaced in pain and he moved achingly slower, easing her body into a relaxed state. “Are you ok?” he asked, pulling out as he waited on her reply.

“I’m ok.”

“Tell me when the pain is gone.” She nodded and kissed him as he looked down at her. 

“I-I’m ok,” she repeated, smiling nervously and feeling slightly uncomfortable at the thought of her inexperience. She breathed deeply and mimicked his movements to the best of her ability. Zach pulled back then pushed in slowly again. Inch by inch he broke through each bit of resistance inside her and every stroke was followed by a sharp intake of breath. When the moans sounded painful he slowed down until she relaxed and then continued to push in deeper until he was completely sheathed inside her.

“Rest your hips, Abigail. Just let me do the work.”

Again she nodded and shrunk back to the blanket. Feeling as though she did something wrong, she let Zach guide her body around his. Her pained sighs diminished and she moaned deeply in pleasure and watched a smile form on Zach’s face. Moving with a steady rhythm, each thrust became smoother and more sensuous. “Ooh, this is nice.”

“Mmm, just wait, it gets better.”

Every so often he felt her muscles clench around him and Abigail arched her back slightly. And at each interval the hot, cramped cavity became a little tighter and Zach had difficulty sliding himself into her. But the sensation was incredibly intense and he felt himself draw closer to climax with each contraction. “That…that feels really good,” she moaned breathily, still feeling a little uncomfortable about the way she moved but found it easier to maneuver.

Abigail’s writhing body twisted against Zach as he rammed harder and deeper and he moved with the jerking of her hips. Looking down at her he studied every feature, from her small, supple lips to her cute upturned nose. “You’re so beautiful,” he grunted and powerfully propelled his cock faster. A silent vow left his lips as he drove himself deeper. Being connected to someone who wanted nothing from him was a pleasure he’d never known. His world was neither past nor future, only what was before him in this instance: Abigail’s beauty, her passion, and the endless depths of her gaze, into which he wished to throw himself forever.

He inhaled. Closing his eyes, his head fell back and he held his breath a moment before releasing it. When his eyes again opened to look at her with the intoxicating passion radiating over his skin, Abigail couldn’t help but lose her breath. Her breasts jiggled from the pumping of his hips and he reached up to play with her nipples which had coiled into little wrinkled erections. Her smooth stomach pulsated in and out with every labored breath and her slender waist gracefully flared into well-rounded hips and shapely thighs that engulfed him. “Oh God, oh, Abigail, mmm,” he growled thunderously as he felt the tingling in his spine.

Zach’s motions became faster and more urgent and he wrapped her up into arms, hugging her to him tightly while increasing the force of each thrust. The muscles in his loins spasmed, signaling his building orgasm. And just as he felt her sex begin to clench sporadically and her breath draw in shallow, sharp pants, his dick swelled larger. Almost simultaneously, the fury of his thrusting launched him over the edge and he came, filling her even tighter. Her body spasmed, squeezing his cock snugly, contracted, and then clenched one final, extended time as her climax spread in a warm wave through her entire body as he saturated her with a searing flood. 

Zach thrust as deep as possible inside her and expended himself. Abigail pressed her hips forward against his and he pulled her up and buried his face in the crook of her neck as he continued pumping his hips. She seemed to stop breathing for a moment, then let out an abrupt gasp and several ragged pants before her breathing gradually returned to normal and she relaxed in his arms. 

“Boy! I guess that’s one way to get warm,” she moaned and he laughed against her ear, kissing the hollow of her neck as her nails released their hold in his back. “Did I um…do it right? I-I mean was that ok?”

“Are you kidding? It was better than ok. You might have a decent future in porn,” he smiled, showing off a toothy grin. She giggled and he lightly flicked her nose with the tip of his finger.

He laid her back down on the blanket and she rested a moment. The fire died down a little and Zach stood to spark the embers once more. He settled beside her and she twisted her hips against him, wiggling herself beneath his arm as his hand rested on her shoulder. He smiled at her as she cozied herself into the warmth of his side and watched her eyes close. “Abigail,” he whispered, gently pulling her deeper against him. The sounds of her snoring made him smile and Zach kissed the crown of her head, “Sweet dreams.” He hooked his arm around her waist and leaned deeper into her body and silently closed his eyes.

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