Chapter Five
Sebastian
Bringing a woman home is not how I thought my Friday would end.
Walking into my house with Scout clinging to me as she kisses me as if she needs me to breathe, this cabin has never felt so much like home. I don’t even bother showing her the place I built myself. I sail past the roaring fire in the living room, past the kitchen, right up the stairs to the bedroom.
Once I kick the door open, we move. We’re pulling at clothes and murmuring about getting to the bed fast enough. I stop once I have her shorts and top tossed on the floor. I told her I have dreamed of this for days now and I meant it—so I intend to make the most of my dream coming true.
“Jesus, you’re beautiful, honey,” I rasp as she lays back on the dark sheets, her hair spilling over the pillows, her skin shining in the moonlight.
Kneeling on the bed, my cock jutting out as I fist it, I almost do not want to touch her. I do not want to get my dirty hands on her creamy skin. I hate the idea of my work-roughened hands marring her perfection. Scout spreads her thighs, baring her almost naked pussy as she drops a hand to touch herself.
“You’re beautiful, Sebastian,” she hums as she spreads her wet folds, showing me her swollen clit. “Come here, don’t you want to touch me?”
“Fuck yes, I want to touch you. Show me that pretty pussy, honey, let me get a good look at her,” I growl as I grab her thighs, hooking them on my shoulders. My big body barely fits between her thick thighs, but we make it work. Doing as I plead, she rubs her pussy open, spreading her sticky cream all over the pink folds. “Fuck, I am going to eat every drop of that cream. Come here, let me eat you, Scout,” I demand, lifting her as I dive forward.
“Oh, yes,” she moans as I lick her fingers as they rub at her clit before I shove my stiff tongue inside her tiny cunt. “Oh god, yes. Sebastian, make me come in your mouth. You said you dreamed of me...this is what I dreamed of. You pinning me down and eating me with that pretty mouth. Jesus don’t stop. I’m going to come, Sebastian, baby .... oh, oh yes!”
Sucking noisily at her wet pussy, I bite down on her clit as I push two fingers inside her. Scout goes off, her pussy closing so tight I cannot pull out. Not that I want to. I intend to stuff her with my cock and stay buried while we both come, because I want my cum deep inside of her.
It is all I have thought of. Just like she said. Pinning her down, fucking her raw, taking her all night. Filling her with my cum so she never forgets that she belongs to me. I might not be good with words, and I might not know how to flirt, but I know how to own something, and I am going to fucking own her.
“That’s it, that’s my girl,” I hum in praise as she shudders.
“Sebastian...please, I need you inside me,” she pants, reaching for me in the darkness.
Crawling over her, I grab her hand to wrap it around my cock. I hiss as she pumps me, rubbing me against her soaked slit. “I’m taking you raw. I am coming inside you,” I tell her as I kiss a path up her stomach, suckling at each breast before I press my mouth to hers.
“Yes. Yes, I want it too,” she answers, cradling my face. “I was with one person a long time ago. No one else. No one,” she swears softly.
“Me too. Just one before this. I wish I could take it back,” I mutter, shaking my head because I am ruining the moment. I do not want to talk about or think about anything else. No one else but her. “Now it’s just you.”
“Just you, baby,” she mumbles as she feeds me inside her.
“Scout, look at me,” I command, my hand fisting her hair, forcing her to lock her gaze on me. “I mean it. It’s just you ,” I barely get the words out before I surge forward to sink balls deep inside her.
“Oh...no, no it’s too much,” she whimpers, gaze dropping to watch as my cock spreads her open. It’s obscene and so hot I almost blow, watching her tight pussy grip my thick cock greedily. “Oh...oh, yes, it’s...it’s so good.”
“That’s my girl,” I murmur against her mouth as I thrust. “That’s it, take me baby. Take all of me. Fuck, that’s it, just like that, let me get where I belong, Scout. Feel so good taking my cock.”
Scout seals her mouth to mine as her limbs lock around me. I pound into her, raw, ruthless, grunting as I rut into her like an animal. Her nails score down my back, she pulls at my hair, whispering pleas against my mouth. Fuck her harder. Harder. Go deeper, baby, deeper. I do what she wants, what we both want, slamming deeper, faster, harder, until we’re rocking the entire bed, making it slam against the wall.
“Yes, yes, baby, make me come again. Come with me,” she purrs, licking at my mouth as she circles her hips to let me get deeper inside her.
Growling, I shove her thighs back until she is almost bent in half. I piston into her, watching the drive of my cock in and out of her. Her orgasm draws me deeper, deeper, until I can’t hold back. I rub at her clit with rough fingers as her mouth sucks at my tongue and we come together.
Rolling to my side, I drag her across my chest, staying buried inside her. Curling against my chest, she lets out a little giggle. It vibrates up my cock and I growl, smacking her ass playfully. Another giggle has me growing hard inside her. Scout lets out a little moan when she notices, so it’s my turn to laugh. Her sounds alone could get me hard, so her moans, her giggles, they just make me hungry to have her again.
Scout cuddles up against me, hiking her thigh up over me, smirking as she rocks against me playfully. I grunt and smack her ass, shaking my head. It does nothing to discourage her. No, she climbs right over me, the way she scrambled onto my lap in the truck, letting out that sexy little needy moan as I swell and harden inside her.
“Dare me to make you come again?”
Lying back to watch as she rocks back and forth, I nod. Her tits bounce as she grinds her hips, moaning as her clit rubs against my cock. I reach up, plucking at her puckered nipples. It makes her pussy flutter around my cock, so I do it again. Moaning, she falls against me with a thud, her hips rocking faster.
“God, it’s so good, baby,” she moans against my throat as she moves harder, slower, her hips circling and driving me mad.
“Yeah, it is,” I grunt as I grab handfuls of her round ass, lifting her faster, thrusting up to drive deeper. “Come for me, soak my cock, baby.”
“Oh, you talk so filthy, and it makes me so hot,” she hums, licking my mouth before she slips her tongue inside.
Smacking her ass again, I ride her hard, rocking up into her faster, faster, loving how she whimpers into the kiss. Scout throws herself back as she comes, her knees shooting up as she stuns us both and soaks us with her cum. It’s the hottest thing I have ever seen, so I blow too.
Scout collapses against me, shuddering as I hold her close. Her face burrows in my neck and she mumbles about staying with me. I tell her I’m not about to let her go yet. One of her little satisfied whimpers sounds, so I figure we’re on the same page. We both pass out with sated sighs.
Waking up hours later with the sun just peeking through the clouds, I reach for her. I held her all night, but we never made love again. I can still smell her skin, her strawberry shampoo, and the mix of the two of us on the sheets. Stretching my aching body, I climb out of bed to go find her.
“You cannot be serious,” I hiss as I come up empty.
Kicking myself for letting us get in bed before we talked about what this was, I consider taking a shower. Just the idea of washing her off me makes my chest ache. I wait a few hours, wondering if she just went out to grab breakfast or maybe take a walk in the woods. It’s a beautiful place to go exploring. Giving up hope she is just out becoming one with nature, I suddenly cannot wait to shower, to rid myself of her sweet scent and any memories of last night.
After my shower, I am pissed . Offended even. I think I am owed an explanation. With plans to head to town to confront her, I go out to the truck. I never turn it on, and I never leave the mountain. I sit in the truck’s cab with the keys in the ignition, but I can’t do it. I cannot go to town to beg her to want something she clearly doesn’t. I should have expected this.
Scout is young and beautiful—and despite what I am feeling, she truly owes me nothing. I have no idea if I was the first man she went home with. It stings to even think about it, but it’s not realistic not to consider it. I begged another woman to want me, and I won’t do it again. Scout made a choice by leaving my place, so I can’t go chasing after someone who doesn’t want me.
“Scout wanted to play games,” I whisper to myself with a shake of my head. “I am too damn old for games. I am not playing anything with her.”
Heading back inside, I decide a weekend hiding away at the cabin is not so bad. I make some chili, turn on some old baseball games, and try to forget I was ever fool enough to bring a woman here. Now my home feels different. It feels altered somehow. Even after the shower, I smell her on my skin. I can still taste her. My sheets are still twisted up from how she kept burrowing closer and closer to me.
“Stop thinking about her. Forget it ever happened. That seems to be her plan, I ought to do the same,” I mumble around a bite of hearty chili.
We never should have come here together. Taking her home was a terrible decision. If she wanted to play games, if she wanted a quick fuck, we should have never left the bar. Hooking up was not what I wanted. It was hot; it was the best sex of my life, and I am still wanting more, but not this way. Not where I wake up alone and empty after she has bailed on me.
Part of me thinks I dreamed it all up. That I left the bar without her and spent another night fantasizing about her. About a woman I have no shot with. Grumbling to myself about being so stupid, I go back to bed before night even falls. It is then I am reminded that it was no dream.
Scout is gone—but her panties are not.
“That little minx,” I hiss as I snatch them up from where they lie on my pillow. I missed them earlier and I am glad I did.
Because before I even get settled, I know just what I am going to do. It is sad and a little sick, even depraved, but I am beyond caring. Lying back in bed without a stitch of clothes on, I wrap her panties around my thick cock as I sit back against the oak headboard.
That sweet strawberry scent of hers fills my lungs as I take a deep breath. I stroke the lace of her panties up and down my shaft, remembering how I tore them off her. How I devoured her pretty pink pussy until she soaked my beard with cum. Those needy moans of hers as she fucked my face fill my head and I grunt as I pick up my pace.
“It is so good,” I hum, licking my lips as if I can still taste her sweet cream. “Tastes so good, baby,” I hiss, pumping faster.
Throwing my head back, I can almost feel her. Sitting atop me, those pretty tits swaying as she rode me, taking me deeper and deeper. The way she moaned when I sucked at the peaked buds, the way she cried out when I rubbed at her swollen clit. God, she was hot for me. I grunt as I remember how tight she gripped my cock when she came, sucking every single drop of cum up greedily.
“That’s it, baby, take it all,” I moan, remembering how silky her cunt was on my cock, how we agreed I was fucking her raw. Hell, she could be pregnant with my baby right now. Just thinking it sends searing hot pleasure racing up my spine. “Ah, fuck, I hope you’ve got my baby in you now. You won’t ever be rid of me, honey.”
Thinking about her soft body round with my child, those soft tits growing with milk, and how greedy she will be for cock—for my cock—pushes me over the edge. I come hard, spurting rope after rope of cum into her lace panties. I stroke until it becomes too much, and I untangle her panties from my cock.
Setting them on the bedside table, I let out a broken sigh. Those panties might get me through one more night, her scent on my sheets, the taste of her on my tongue. But it won’t be enough. Not even close. All that will fulfill my hunger for her is to get her back here, in my cabin, in my bed, and fill her with my cock again.
It looks as if I might be up for playing some games after all.