All Chapters of Tenderness is a Dangerous Thing: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

She tightened her grip slightly, stroking him faster still. Evan let out a deep groan as he climaxed, his body tensing beneath her touch. His released pulsed hot and thick onto her hand, coating her fingers. Anna watched in fascination as he came undone. His face contorted in pleasure. She continued to stroke him gently, milking every drop from him. When he finally relaxed, she slowly withdrew her hand. It was sticky with his semen, and she looked at it for a moment before bringing her fingers to her lips and licking them clean. Evan’s eyes widened at the sight. “Wow, you are full of surprises,” he breathed out, a lazy smile spreading across his face. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply. Anna melted against him, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction at having pleased him so thoroughly. The moment was short-lived, as Evan stood up from the bed, pulled up his boxers and black shorts and said softly, “I got to get back to my room before someone notices I am missing.” Anna

Anna gasped as she felt the head of Evan’s cock pressing against her entrance. She was wet and ready, but there was still a moment of apprehension. It was her first time, and she knew he was larger than average. “Relax,” he whispered, sensing her nervousness. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as he slowly pushed forward. Anna felt a stretch and then a sudden burst of pain as he entered her. She cried out softly, her nails digging into his shoulders. Evan paused, letting her adjust to the sensation. The pain began to subside, replaced by a feeling of fullness and pleasure. He started to move slowly, his hips rocking gently against hers. Anna wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. “Oh god,” she gasped out, the sensation overwhelming her senses. “That feels so good.” Evan groaned at Anna’s words, his movements becoming more confident. He thrust deeper and faster, each stroke hitting a spot inside her that made her see stars. Anna clung to him,

Anna and Evan rejoined the bird watching group and continued the last half hour of the tour, not really paying attention to anything the camp leader was saying. At noon the campers went back to the main camp site, where fishing rods, fishing line and b**e had been set up for them. The camp leaders tried to manage the excited chaos of campers who wanted to fish and explained to them that they could fish on the northern side of the lake. While the campers fished, raw and dried vegetable and fruit snacks were available for the campers. After two hours of fishing, camp leaders helped the campers who had caught fish, to barbecue their catches, for those who wanted to eat fish. By the time everyone was done eating, the sun was starting to set. A group of camp leaders gathered and started helping the campers collect firewood for a big bon fire. Once the bonfire was lit and the sky was dark and covered by stars, the camp leaders left, and the campers started drinking and dancing. Evan handed

The next few days Evan spent less and less time with Anna. She noticed him talking to other female campers and even the female camp leaders. He would disappear from camp activities. Yet, every night he went to her room to have sex with her. Friday night, the last night of the camp, Evan knocked on Anna’s door and when she opened the door, she found him standing there with a small gift box in his hands. He looked almost nervous for the first time since they had met. The sight of him after four days of distance sent a confusing mix of hope and resentment through her chest. “What is this?” she asked warily, crossing her arms over her tank top. “Did you finally decide to bring me chocolates instead of just showing up for sex?” She stepped aside to let him enter, closing the door behind them. The room felt smaller with them both inside. Evan set the box on her desk beside a botany textbook from an earlier lecture. “I figured... Since tonight is out last night... I should do something nice,”

She felt much calmer being in his room, away from prying eyes. The motorcycle ride had calmed her nerves and now all she was worried about was that Zack might be mad at her. “Are... Are you mad?” Anna managed to say. Zack looked down at her, his expression softening. “Mad?” he repeated. “No, baby. I am not mad at you.” He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. “I am fucking furious at Evan,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “But not at you.” He stroked her hair gently trying to soothe her trembling. “You didn’t do anything wrong,” he insisted. “He is just a jealous asshole who can’t handle seeing someone as amazing as you with me.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “You are perfect, and anyone who says otherwise will have to deal with me,” he murmured. His hand mover to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing away the last of her tears. “But... But he was telling the truth. I... I did...” she stuttered. Zack’s grip on her tighten