Base Nature (37 page)

“
T
hat
’
s
a
mistak
e
,”
he sai
d
,
th
ru
sting
fast
er
.
H
e
r
o
ff
e
r
s
ee
m
e
d
to
h
ave
p
u
sh
e
d
h
im that f
r
acti
o
n
past the
p
o
int
o
f his s
e
lf-c
o
nt
r
o
l.

O
ff
e
r
o
r
re
q
ue
st,
O
livia?

“
T
e
lling
y
o
u it
’
s
o
kay?”
T
he fi
r
st
o
r
gasm
ru
sh
e
d
th
r
o
u
gh
h
er
.
S
o
b
ig
and so
fast
s
he
d
i
d
n
’
t
q
u
ite
k
n
o
w it
w
a
s c
o
ming
u
ntil
s
he
was c
r
ying
o
u
t in
h
is
e
a
r
,
b
iting
d
o
wn
o
n his l
o
b
e
a
s
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
s
e
iz
e
d
u
p
a
r
o
u
nd him,
mi
l
king
h
i
s
c
o
ck.
G
a
rre
tt
g
r
o
an
e
d
bu
t
k
e
pt th
ru
sting.
His han
d
s pinn
e
d
h
e
r
a
r
ms a
b
o
ve
h
e
r
h
e
a
d
,
h
is
face
p
re
ss
e
d
to
the
c
ru
x
o
f
h
e
r s
h
o
u
l
de
r
and
th
r
o
at as he
f
u
ck
e
d
h
er
.

“
N
o
t
be
ing
af
r
aid
o
f
m
e
.
T
ru
sti
n
g
m
e
.
A
ll
o
f
it,” he
said
t
o
h
e
r
e
ar
and
she
j
er
k
e
d with a shiv
e
r
a
nd
chill.

“I
d
o
t
ru
st
y
o
u
.”

“
T
h
er
e
a
r
e
ways I
can h
ur
t y
o
u
wit
h
o
u
t
h
ur
ting y
o
u
,” he
sai
d
.

She
piti
e
d
him
f
o
r
a
m
o
m
e
nt.
T
o
t
h
ink
he
w
o
u
ld
n
o
t
re
alize
that
she
d
i
d
n
’
t
k
n
o
w

that. “
I’
m
awa
re
.
I’
ve
bee
n
h
ur
t
in
l
o
ts
o
f i
n
visi
b
le
ways,”
s
he
sai
d
.

He still
ed
,
h
is
han
d
s
pinni
n
g
h
e
r
han
d
s,
his
b
l
u
e
e
y
e
s
l
o
ck
e
d
with
h
er
s.
“
I’
m
s
o
rr
y.” He
r
o
ck
e
d against
h
e
r
s
o
s
o
ftly,
th
e
n.
A
s
if
he f
e
a
re
d
s
he
w
o
u
ld
bre
ak
o
r c
ru
m
b
le
u
n
de
r his w
e
ight. “
Bu
t
I
hav
e
…”

“H
a
ve
what?”
He
had
still
e
d
bu
t
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
c
o
u
ld
n
o
t.
L
iv lift
ed
,
p
u
lling him
d
o
wn with
h
e
r
han
d
s
e
v
e
n
a
s
she
m
o
v
e
d
u
p
to
m
ee
t
him with
h
e
r
b
o
d
y. She
tight
e
n
e
d
h
e
r p
u
ssy
so
that
he
b
link
ed
,
b
link
e
d again,
cl
o
s
e
d
his
e
y
e
s,
his
jaw
s
e
t
a
nd
t
e
ns
e
.
H
o
l
d
ing
o
n.

“
I’
ve
l
o
st
a
l
o
t.
A
nd
I
thi
n
k
pa
r
t
o
f
what
I
l
o
st
is
m
ys
e
lf.”
T
he c
o
nf
e
ssi
o
n
s
ee
m
e
d
to f
re
e
h
im and
he
b
o
r
e
h
is w
e
ight
d
o
wn
o
n h
er
, c
ru
shing
h
e
r
to
the
matt
re
ss
that sq
ue
al
e
d and
c
o
mplain
ed
.

L
iv
w
o
n
de
r
e
d
what
he
had
l
o
st,
s
e
ns
e
d
this
wasn
’
t
the
time to
a
s
k.
“
I
t
’
s
fin
e
.
I
t
’
s fin
e
,”
s
he
m
ur
m
ure
d
to
h
im
like he
was
a
n
in
n
o
c
e
nt.
“Y
o
u
d
o
n
’
t
have to
say
a
nd
y
o
u
d
o
n
’
t
have
t
o
b
it
e
.
J
u
st
l
o
ve m
e
,
r
ight
n
o
w.
C
o
me with
m
e
,”
s
he sai
d
,
re
alizing
s
he was a
b
o
u
t
t
o
c
o
me
a
gain,
sw
e
pt
u
p
in
his
e
m
o
t
i
o
n
and his
sc
e
nt.
T
he w
o
r
ld
o
u
tsi
d
e
c
o
u
ld have
s
t
o
pp
e
d
f
o
r
a
ll
she
k
n
e
w.
T
he
m
ild
ru
m
b
l
e
s
o
f
a passing
st
o
r
m
e
ch
o
ed
.
“
A
nd
th
e
n l
e
t
me
sl
ee
p
h
ere
.
H
o
ld
m
e
. J
u
st
f
o
r
t
o
night.”

“J
u
st
f
o
r t
o
n
ight,”
he
l
a
u
gh
ed
.
“
T
hat
’
ll
b
e
ha
rd
.
I
can
’
t
imagine n
o
t
be
ing
n
e
ar
y
o
u n
o
w
that
y
o
u’r
e
h
ere
,”
he said and
cam
e
.
His
t
ee
th
fin
d
ing
h
e
r th
r
o
at,
g
r
ipping
so
that the
s
kin tingl
e
d
a
nd
s
he
h
o
p
e
d
against
h
o
p
e
.
Bu
t
n
o
. He
d
id
n
o
t
b
it
e
.

H
i
s han
d
s tangl
e
d
i
n h
er
s
as if he
was t
u
gging h
e
r
sl
o
w
l
y t
o
wa
r
d
a
re
l
e
as
e
.

M
ay
b
e
o
ne
n
i
ght
he
w
o
u
ld
u
se his
t
ee
th.
M
ay
b
e
o
ne tim
e
.
Bu
t
f
o
r that
s
e
c
o
nd as
h
e
r
o
r
gasm fill
e
d
h
e
r
p
u
s
s
y,
L
iv
g
r
asp
e
d
at
the
happin
e
ss. Sh
e’
d
take
it f
o
r
n
o
w.
S
he w
o
u
l
d
n
’
t
p
u
sh.
T
his
o
ne
m
o
m
e
nt
in
time
was
al
re
a
d
y
m
o
r
e
than
sh
e’
d
e
v
e
r
h
ad
f
o
r
a
s far
b
ack as she
c
o
u
ld
re
m
e
m
b
e
r
.