“What are you seeing?”

            The words shattered the still quiet of the hilltop and Jen spun as she lowered her binoculars.

            “Looking for eagles,” Jen said as she eyed the park ranger climbing the path to her hilltop perch.

            “Any luck?”

            “Not yet.”

            The ranger, dressed in a worn green uniform pulled his hat from  his head and ran his hand through his thick, dark hair. “Funny,” he said as he tore his eyes from Jen to scan the air above the wide valley. “This is usually a good spot to see them. There’s a nest down the valley a bit and a pairing have just hatched a couple eaglets.”

            “Yeah, that’s why I’m here. I was watching the little fluff-balls on the livestream.”

            “Just a tip, it’s easier to spot the eagles up in the air.” The ranger stepped up beside Jen and from her spot scanned the valley. His scent teased her: sandalwood, sunscreen, and just a hint of sweat.

            “I was,” Jen said, her thoughts conflicting.

            “Mind if I borrow your binoculars?”

            With a shrug, Jen handed them over. Their fingers brushed. A half-smile quirked at the ranger’s face. Blushing, Jen dropped her eyes and pulled her reddish braid self-consciously.

            “Well, there is some wildlife, but it sure ain’t eagles,” the ranger said and looked over at Jen. “Sure catch some fun bits up this way.”

            “Will I get in trouble?” Jen asked.

            “No, those folks are out in the open. It’s like they are begging you to watch,” he trailed off and raised the binoculars again. “Just begging you to fuck them with your eyes.”

            Across the valley a couple rolled on a blanket beside the river.

            “Does it turn you on, watching like this?” the ranger asked as he returned Jen’s binoculars.

            “Stop.” Jen gave the ranger a playful shove as she raised the glasses to her eyes and locked in on pair across the valley.

            “That’s assaulting an officer of … well you just put your hands on me.”

            Jen lowered the glasses and looked over at the playful smile pulling at the ranger’s dark eyes. “What are you going to do about it? Arrest me? I don’t see any cuffs. What are you planning to do?”

            “Improvise.”

            The ranger took the binoculars from Jen and set them on the picnic table off to the side. He looked at her backpack sitting there and glanced at her as he flipped it open.

            “Hey, you can’t go through there. It’s just my clothes from yesterday.”

            The ranger just shook his head. He pulled out her thong and raised an eyebrow. He smiled at her and raised the tiny material to sniff. Rising to his feet, the ranger pushed Jen back until she bumped into a tree. Keeping eye contact he took her hands and using the thong as an impromptu restraint, tied her hands to a low branch over her head.

            “What are you doing?” she asked, breathlessly caught between nervous and aroused.

            “Procedure. I need to make sure you aren’t hiding anything illegal or anything that could be used to harm me.”

            He stood close, his gaze wandering the length of her body. Jen squirmed. He reached out and trailed a fingertip from her jawline, tracing a bead of sweat that slipped into the deep cleft between her breasts. Smiling he reached out with both hands and pinched her nipples between his fingertips.

            “I do love a good set of tits on a suspect.”

            Jen stiffened. Her breath came in short gasps as he rolled her nipples. Pulling her tank top down he exposed her.

            “And they are lovely,” he smiled and bent down to pull each nipple between his lips.

            Jen moaned as he gently bit each nipple to rigid attention.

            Reaching down he slipped his hand between her thighs. His fingertips caressed her clit through the thin material of her tiny, yoga shorts.

            “So wet already,” he moved his hand in widening circles that spread the damp patch around. “I should probably check to make sure you aren’t hiding anything.”

            Slipping his fingers in the edge of her shorts he pulled them down, revealing another tiny thong. He knelt and leaned in, enjoying her clean, sweet scent. With her shorts around her ankles and hands tied up, Jen watched. He pulled aside her tiny panties and revealed her naked pussy. He looked up as he slipped a finger inside.

            Jen gasped as he stroked her g-spot.

            “Good girl,” he said.

            “Fuck,” she replied as her eyes grew distant.

            His thumb traced her clit and as Jen closed her eyes he pulled her close. His tongue caressed he clit and then he devoured it. Jen cried out in ecstasy as he worked his fingers and tongue in a building rhythm. Arching her back, Jen pressed her pussy into his face, grinding as she began to lose control.

            His fingers worked deep to shallow, tracing the g-spot and every millimeter of her dripping pussy.

            “I’m going to cum,” she whispered hoarsely.

            The ranger zeroed in on her clit and flicked his tongue.

            Jen exploded. Her juices ran down the ranger’s chin as he leaned back and looked up at her. With a quick move he rose and unzipped his pants. His cock strained to escape and Jen’s eyes lit up when she saw how aroused her juices had made him.

            “I need you to fuck me,” she whispered. “I need that inside me.”

            “That’s the best way to do a cavity search.” The ranger grinned and spun Jen around.

            Arching her back, Jen presented her dripping pussy.

            He teased her slit with his throbbing head.

            “Please,” she begged.

            Lubed up with her juices he slipped inside, driving his entire length deep. Jen cried out as he filled her.

            “Oh fuck,” she managed to gasp.

            “I love how tight you are. Grip my cock,” he said as he held his member inside her.

            “Please,” she begged again.

            Grabbing her hips he began pumping, his cock slamming in and out. Jen’s perfect ass slapped against his loins as the ranger rammed deep inside with a sense of urgency.

            Reaching around the ranger grabbed Jen’s tits, pinching her nipples as he fucked her deep and hard. Jen’s pussy slurped up his cock with hungry gulps as her juices coated them both. He slipped his fingers down and began stroking her clit.

            “I can’t,” Jen panted. “Please. I can’t cum again so soon.”

            The ranger didn’t listen. He just fucked her harder. Toying with her clit.

            “Too soon,” Jen cried out as she came again. Her pussy gripping his cock in pulsating waves.

            “Good girl,” he whispered in her ear as he came.

            His hot cum filled her pussy in pumping eruptions.

            For a moment he just stood behind her, his cock still filling her. Then he pulled out and began cleaning up.

            “Well,” he said as he unwrapped her hands. “Looks like you aren’t hiding anything. If there is anything a park ranger can do for you, don’t hesitate to ask. And have fun with your bird watching.”

            Jen collapsed on the bench of the picnic table and watched him hike on down the trail, whistling a tune as he went.