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Elle and I looked up to see Fernie coming out of a barn at the back of the property. We both broke into roaring laughter. Caught by a seventeen year old.

"Come on, dear." Elle stood up and held her hand out for me. "Want a Spanish lesson? I'm sure Abuelita would be happy to oblige."

"Sure, why no
t." I wasn't getting laid, so I might as well learn some Spanish, right?

Chapter 13
– Elle

We arrived at the park they called
Ojo de Agua
. The water's eye. We drove with a friend of Fernie, one I wasn't one hundred percent on, but it wasn't like I could talk to him in Spanish to find out what his deal was. There was just something about him that spelled trouble, something that transcended words. Abuelita seemed OK with him when he came to pick us up, and you could trust a grandma, right? Fuck, at this point, I didn't trust anyone.

We got in the car and I
was drawn to something different about the music—it was rap. I hadn't heard rap since I left the States. I realized how homesick I was.

"No accordions," I stated.

"Huh?" J had the same confused look that mirrored Fernie's statement.

"The music. It's rap. No accordions."

"You like it?" Fernie asked.

"Yeah, I miss rap, and hip hop. I've been drowning in accordions since I got to Mexico. What's up with that?"

Fernie laughed. "You're in north country. This music is from farther south, Michoacán, down by Mexico City. They're called Kalibre Magnum. You into it?" Fernie got excited talking about his home-country and his music.

"I don't know what
they're saying, but the flow is good. Beats are on point." I shrugged. "I miss home."

"I know the feeling, and I am home," Fernie said, a
sense of longing in his voice.

"You miss your family?" I kept forgetting that although Fernie was in his home-country, he was here without his parents or siblings. Abuelita was great, and my parents could be a hot mess sometimes, but I still loved them. I missed my crazy mother.

"Yeah." Fernie didn't elaborate, so I dropped the topic, not wanting to turn what was supposed to be a fun night into a sad one.

"The park is beautiful." It was my lame attempt to change the
subject, but it was the truth.

The park was beautiful,
with lush green trees surrounding the path as we drove farther back into what seemed like a forest a la Robin Hood. I was waiting for his Merry Men to pop out at any second. Once we were deep into the forest, I heard rushing water.

"Is that water, Fernie?" I poked his arm that was draped over the center console in the front seat. Somehow J and I, the two tallest people, had ended up in the back of what I swear was a Pinto. I was surprised when it started, and even more surprised when it moved. I felt like a clown, J and I cramped in the back of this tiny vehicle.

"It's the
cascada
."

"The what?"

"I don't know how you call it in English." And it didn't seem like he was about to try and explain.

"Well, explain what it is." I wasn't letting him throw in the towel just yet.

"It's like, uh, this falling down of water on the other side of the bridge. People play in the water and stand under the
cascada
as the water comes down from high on the mountain."

"A waterfall?
" I'd never seen a waterfall, and fuck if the need to keep our presence on the down-low kept me from wanting to see it. "Can we check it out?"

Fernie exchanged some words in Spanish with
his friend. What was his name? I had no idea so he was going to be The Driver until I figured his name out and put it to memory.

"Yeah. We're gonna park and find a spot first, then we can walk over the bridge to the
cascada
. It's dark enough that no one will notice."

"No one will notice you and two giant
gringos
?" I laughed at my joke, though no one else did. I could see J's eyebrows working, expressing his unease.

"
Can we just go for a minute and check it out?" I leaned over and whispered to J. I could see the cogs working in his head. After finishing the trilogy with the luscious Jesse Ward and the stunning Ava, I'd figured out turning cogs were the brain thinking things over, and that's just what J was doing—planning, assessing the danger, making a course of action for whatever drama might occur. I played dirty and sucked his ear lobe into my mouth. "Please," I murmured.

"That's dirty, woman." He wore a giant smile as he said this, and I knew I'd won, even if it was a terrible idea.

The Driver pulled the Pinto up to an area with a table, a cement grill, and a rusty, metal trashcan. We got out of the car, much like clowns, and J began to survey the area. We were well concealed, with other groups set up at picnic areas similar to ours, though there were a few tables between us and them. This seemed to please J. I walked over to the grill and thought about how good a juicy steak would taste. All I needed was the meat, a little seasoning, and my trusty tongs. I realized I hadn't grilled anything in days, a normal thing for most, but quite out of the ordinary for me, someone used to having a knife and/or tongs in my hand for eight to ten hours a day.

"Come on." Fernie motioned for us to follow him, his friend having wandered ahead on the car path. I looked at Fernie, seeing him less and less as a cub. What did you call it when he wasn't yet a lion, but he also wasn't exactly a cub anymore? Was there a name for a young adult cub? Fuckin' A. My mind was wandering, and I needed to keep it in check. As much as I wanted to lay back and relax, I knew I needed to stay sharp. It was nice to be out of the house, but that didn't mean I could let my guard down.

J and I followed Fernie down the path, him having to stop and do the man handshake and pat on the back with a variety of guys at picnic areas we passed. J held my hand, gripping it tighter with each group we passed.

We
arrived at
the bridge
, an incredibly janky bridge—if you could even call it that since it was more like a thick plank of wood covering a creek—and came out on the other side. My breath was stolen by the
cascada
in front of me. In the dark, trees shrouding us from any light, I hadn't noticed the mountain that ran along side the park. It looked like more darkness to me when we drove in. Once we were over the
bridge
, the trees cleared, letting the moonlight shine down on the most gorgeous natural wonder I'd ever seen.

Out from the middle of the mountain, a waterfall
poured crystal liquid into a pool beneath it. I looked around to see the water circling back around the mountain to the side where we parked the Pinto. We'd driven down some winding hills as Fernie and The Driver looked for the perfect spot to hang out. As well, we'd walked down a slight decline to get to
the
bridge
. It appeared the water wrapped around the park, running along the back of the mountain, only to cascade down it on this side.

"Is it called a
cascada
cuz it cascades?"

Fernie looked at me like I was certifiably crazy.

"Never mind," I mumbled. J, still holding my hand, though not in the vice grip from before, pulled me to him and leaned down.

"I'm sure that's it, baby," he cooed in my ear, licking
around the side of it. Biting and licking. Licking and biting. My skin heated up, and I momentarily forgot we weren't alone.

"Now who's playing dirty?" I asked, suppressing a moan
desperate to escape my lips, something that surely wasn't going to happen with Fernie three feet away.

"Uh, I'm going to head back. Can you guys find the table?"

"We'll find it," J answered Fernie, his lips never leaving my skin.

Fernie mumbled something in Spanglish, and I think I caught the word gross, but whatever. I was slowly losing my ability to focus on anything but J's warm breath against
my body.

As his lips traveled down my neck, the few people scattered around the waterfall ceased to exist. When his hands found purchase under my shirt
, there was no one but us there.
a
t least in my mind we were alone—just us.

"Fuck," I moaned. "Here?"

J pulled me to the side of the waterfall where there was a grassy area under a tree that appeared older than Jesus. J's hands roamed up my stomach, dipping into the cups of my bra to tease my nipples.

And that's all it took.

I grabbed his shirt and pulled his mouth to mine, as always, beginning something that he would undoubtedly be the one to finish. My breasts grew heavy, his hands giving me pleasure and pain simultaneously. Attempting to offer him the same, I shoved my hands up the back of his shirt. I took his lip in my mouth, and sucked and scratched, all at the same time.

He growled, letting me know he was as turned on as I was. If that wasn't enough though, his rock solid cock pressed against me was
all the signal I needed. I fumbled with his pants, unzipping them to free what I wanted most. I wanted his cock in my hand, in my mouth, and in my pussy that was steadily becoming a
cascada
.

J pushed me backwards until my back hit the tree trunk. I reversed positions so his back was to the tree, and I dropped to my knees, more anxious than I'd ever been to taste a man. Pulling his pants just low enough to free him, I rubbed my hands up and down his length, savoring the feel of it as well as the unintelligible sounds coming from his mouth. I licked his length, getting it wet and ready for me. Running my tongue around the tip, he grabbed a handful of my hair and begged.

"Fuckin' take it, baby. I wanna feel your warm mouth around my cock."

I obliged and wrapped my mouth around as much of him as I could take.

"Ah, fuck yeah."

His words turned me on, something that wasn't common for me. Giving head wasn't my favorite thing, but providing this giant of a man
with pleasure was.

I sucked up and down, slowly at first, while swirling my tongue around the head of his cock. He tasted like heaven, drops of salty pre-cum leaking into my mouth. I lapped it up, increasing my speed as well as his moans.

I felt him begin to grow harder in my mouth, and was jerked up by my armpits and twirled so my back was to the tree. J slipped his hand into my pants, finding my clit and rubbing circles on it. Now it was my turn to moan, my head falling back against the bark. I tried to work my pants open, yet kept slipping each time he would add more pressure to my clit.

Using his other hand, J pushed mine away and unbuttoned my jeans with more precision tha
n I could've managed. Once open, J pushed them down my legs in order to have better access to run his fingers up and down the
cascada
drenching my panties.  As one, then two fingers entered me, I threw my head back, slamming it against the tree trunk. Stars were emerging, possibly from an impending head injury, but more likely from the fire spreading from my pussy to the rest of my body.

"Fuck, J. Get my... Help me... Fuck! Leg. Pant."

I said a silent thank you to the sex gods above that he understood my disjointed words and helped me get one of my legs out of my jeans. I shoved my sneaker off, and as soon as my leg was free, I grabbed J's cock. It was still swollen with need. Need for me.

He crooked his fingers inside me, calling forth the orgasm that was his, and his only. With his thumb still rubbing circles over my clit, I gripped J's cock harder, feeling it pulse in my roving hand.

"I want you inside me when I come," I told J through heaving breaths.

Wasting no time, he lifted my leg and replaced his hands with his cock.

"Yesssss," I hissed, feeling him fill me up. There wasn't much privacy at Abuelita's house. Not like we had tons here in a public park, but at least there weren't any grandmas. I didn't realize how much I missed the feeling of J inside me. It was like we were broken somehow when our bodies weren't connected. We weren't us. We were two disconnected halves of a whole.

In that moment, the sky exploded. J pumped in and out of me, continuing to rub my engorged clit though my orgasm. As I rode the wave, J wrapped his arms around my back, pulling me closer to his body, and protecting my sensitive skin from the rough tree bark. He cradled my head in his hands, I pulled my leg tighter around him, and felt another
groundswell building and preparing to crash upon me.

"Wait for me?" he asked.

"Thirty seconds." That's all I could wait.

Not wasting any time, he increased the speed of his thrusts, and I thought thirty seconds may have been a bit much. I was ready to detonate. The fire inside me caught the wick of the firecracker that was my orgasm, and I knew I only had a matter of minutes.

"Fuck. Now, baby!" J growled and we both blasted off into space together.

"Fuckin' A, I love you. I love you so fuckin' much."

J returned the sentiment as he milked every last drop into me. "Us, baby. This is us. I'll love you 'til the sun ceases to shine. I'll keep telling you until you believe me."

Piece by piece, we came back
to the planet from wherever we'd been. Maybe in another universe, or at least that's what it felt like. The sound of rushing water became gravity pulling me back to this realm, to my actual surroundings which were a public fucking park.