Chapter 5 #2
I gave her what she wanted, driving into her with more force, and was rewarded with her sharp cry of pleasure. Her nails raked down my back as she held on, spurring me on with breathless demands for more, harder, deeper.
"Mine," I growled against her throat, sucking a mark into the delicate skin. "Say it, Kim. Tell me you're mine."
"Yours," she gasped immediately. "All yours, only yours."
"Never letting you go," I promised, feeling her inner muscles beginning to flutter around me.
"Going to keep you in this bed until you forget there's a world outside this cabin.
Going to fuck you in every room, on every surface, until you can't remember what it felt like not to have my cock inside you. "
The filthy promises pushed her over the edge. She came with a scream, her whole body convulsing as waves of pleasure flowed through her. The feeling of her pussy clenching around me triggered my own release.
"Kim, fuck, Kim," I groaned her name like a prayer as I emptied myself deep inside her, marking her, claiming her in the most primal way possible.
I managed to roll to the side before I collapsed, pulling her against my chest as we both struggled to catch our breath. She was boneless against me, little aftershocks still running through her body.
"Holy shit," she finally managed, and the uncharacteristic profanity from my proper librarian made me chuckle.
"That about sums it up," I agreed, pressing a kiss to her sweat-dampened hair. "I wasn't too rough?"
"You were perfect." She tilted her head up to look at me, and the wonder in her eyes made my chest tight. "I didn't know it could be like that. So... intense."
"That's just the beginning, sweetheart." I ran my hand down her spine, feeling her shiver. "Wait until you see what I can do with more time and a sturdy surface."
She blushed but didn't look away. "When can we do it again?"
The eager question made my spent cock twitch with renewed interest. "Give me twenty minutes and something to eat, and I'll show you exactly how many times a man can make his woman come in one night."
"Your woman," she repeated. "Is that what I am now?"
"That's what you've been since the moment I found you on that log," I said, meaning every word. "Just took you a while to realize it."
She was quiet for a moment, tracing patterns on my chest. "This is crazy. I don't do this. I'm the careful one, the one who thinks everything through, who doesn't take risks."
"How's that working out for you?"
"It got me lost in the woods," she admitted with a small smile. "But it also led me to you, so maybe being careful is overrated."
"Maybe you just needed someone to be reckless with," I suggested, rolling us so she was beneath me again. "Someone who could show you that taking risks can lead to the best rewards."
"Speaking of rewards..." Her hand slid down my stomach to wrap around my hardening length. "I believe you mentioned something about twenty minutes?"
"Eager little thing, aren't you?" I caught her hand, pinning both her wrists above her head with one of mine. "But I said twenty minutes and something to eat. Can't have you passing out on me when I'm just getting started."
"I'm not hungry for food," she protested, but her stomach chose that moment to growl loudly.
"Liar." I kissed her nose before rolling out of bed. "Stay right there. Don't move, don't get dressed, don't even think about covering up that gorgeous body."
I pulled on my jeans commando and headed for the kitchen, returning quickly with water, sliced apples, cheese, and some of the bread I'd baked yesterday.
Kim had propped herself up against the headboard, the sheet pulled up just enough to cover her breasts but leaving her shoulders bare.
With her hair wild around her shoulders and her lips still swollen from my kisses, she looked thoroughly debauched.
"You look like a wet dream," I told her, setting the tray on the nightstand. "My very own fantasy come to life."
"I was just thinking the same about you," she admitted, her gaze traveling over my bare chest. "All those muscles, those hands that can create such beautiful things and make me feel things I didn't know were possible."
I fed her pieces of apple and cheese, insisting she drink the entire glass of water. She needed the hydration for what I had planned for the rest of the night. As she ate, I couldn't keep my hands off her, stroking her hair, her arms, the elegant line of her neck.
"You're going to wear me out," she said, but she was smiling, leaning into every touch.
"That's the plan." I took the empty glass from her and set it aside. "Going to exhaust you so thoroughly that you'll sleep like the dead and wake up tomorrow knowing exactly who you belong to."
"I already know," she said softly, reaching for me. "I'm yours, Neil. Completely yours."
"Prove it," I challenged, pulling her onto my lap so she straddled my thighs. "Ride me. Take what you want from me."
Her eyes went wide. "I don't know how—"
"I'll teach you." I positioned her over my cock, letting her feel how hard I was already. "Sink down slow, take me inside that tight little pussy. Control the pace, the depth, everything."
She lowered herself carefully, both of us groaning as I filled her again. This position let me go even deeper, and I could see the moment she felt the difference, her mouth falling open in surprise.
"Oh God, you're so deep," she gasped, her hands braced on my shoulders. "I can feel you everywhere."
"That's it, baby. Now move. Ride your man like you own him."
She started tentatively, lifting up a few inches before sinking back down.
But as she found her rhythm, she grew bolder, rolling her hips in ways that made me see stars.
The sight of my shy librarian riding me with increasing confidence, her small breasts bouncing, her head thrown back in pleasure, was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
"That's my girl," I encouraged, my hands on her hips guiding her movements. "Taking my cock so perfectly. Look at you, so fucking beautiful, so brave."
"Neil," she gasped, her movements becoming erratic. "I'm going to—"
"Come for me," I commanded, reaching between us to stroke her clit. "Come on my cock like the perfect little thing you are."
She shattered with a cry, her inner muscles clenching around me like a vice. I thrust up into her through her orgasm, prolonging it until she was sobbing my name, collapsing against my chest.
Before she could fully recover, I flipped us, driving into her with deep, claiming strokes that had her crying out and clutching at my back.
"This is what you do to me," I growled, letting her feel the full force of my need. "Make me crazy, make me want to fuck you until neither of us can walk, until everyone who sees you knows exactly who you belong to."
"Yes," she gasped, meeting me thrust for thrust. "Want everyone to know. Want you to mark me, claim me, keep me."
"Forever," I promised, feeling my release building. "Keeping you forever, Kim. Never letting you go."
We came together this time, her climax triggering mine, both of us crying out as pleasure consumed us. I collapsed beside her, pulling her against me, both of us completely spent.
"Sleep," I murmured against her hair when her breathing finally steadied. "We've got documents to photograph tomorrow, markers to find. Need you rested."
"Mmm," she agreed sleepily, nuzzling into my chest. "Neil?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"I'm glad I got lost in your woods."
I tightened my arms around her, breathing in the scent of our lovemaking. "So am I, sweetheart. So am I."
As she drifted off to sleep, completely trusting in my arms, I knew with bone-deep certainty that I would do whatever it took to keep her here. My lost little librarian had found her way home—she just didn't fully realize it yet.
Tomorrow we'd continue her research, but I'd also start showing her what life could be like here on the mountain. What we could build together.
She'd come looking for historical documents. Instead, she'd found her future.
And I'd found mine.