Chapter 3 #2
Outside the windows the leaves moved in the breeze, but neither of us looked.
All that existed was the tight heat of her cunt and the way she kept taking me so perfectly.
I felt my own climax rising and did not fight it this time.
I reached around and rubbed her clit faster, needing her to come with me.
She did, her body tightening and shaking as another orgasm rolled through her.
The rhythmic squeezing pulled me over the edge.
I buried myself to the root and came hard, flooding her again while I groaned against her shoulder.
We collapsed forward together afterward, my cock still inside her as we caught our breath.
I stayed there for a long moment, feeling the soft aftershocks of her body around me, before I finally slipped free and rolled to the side.
She turned into me immediately, tucking her face against my chest. Neither of us spoke.
The afternoon light kept shifting across the bed, and the only sound was our slowing breathing. The slower, longer pace had not lessened the need between us. If anything it had only settled deeper.
Night had fully settled over the mountain by the time we left the bedroom.
The cabin was quiet except for the soft sound of our bare feet on the wood floors.
I rebuilt the fire in the main room until the flames were strong again, throwing bright light and heat across the thick rug and the couch.
She walked out of the hallway wrapped in nothing but one of my shirts, the fabric hanging loose on her smaller frame and doing little to hide the soft sway of her bare breasts underneath.
I was still naked. When she saw me standing in front of the fireplace she let the shirt slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor.
We met in the middle of the rug. I pulled her against me and kissed her hard, one hand already sliding down to cup her ass while the other tangled in her hair.
She reached between us and wrapped her fingers around my cock, stroking slowly until I was fully hard again.
I walked her backward until her legs hit the couch, then turned her around and bent her forward over the armrest so her ass was presented to me and her upper body rested on the cushions.
I dropped to my knees behind her and spread her open with my hands.
She was still messy from the bedroom, her pussy swollen and glistening.
I leaned in and licked her from clit to entrance in one long, slow stroke.
She moaned into the couch. I did it again, then focused on her clit, sucking and flicking with my tongue while I pushed two fingers inside her and curled them.
The wet sounds of my mouth and fingers filled the room along with her growing cries.
I kept at her until her thighs started to shake and she came hard against my face, her pussy pulsing around my fingers and her wetness coating my chin.
I stood while she was still trembling, lined my cock up, and pushed into her in one deep thrust.
The angle over the armrest let me bottom out easily.
I gripped her hips and started fucking her hard and steady, the wet slap of my body against her ass loud in the quiet cabin.
Firelight moved across her bare back and the curve of her waist. I watched my cock disappear into her over and over, coated in her juices.
She pushed back to meet every thrust, her hands fisting the cushions.
After a while I pulled out, turned her around, and sat on the couch myself.
She climbed into my lap without needing instruction, straddling me and sinking down onto my cock until I was buried to the hilt.
I held her ass and guided her movements while she rode me, slow at first and then faster as the need built again.
Her breasts bounced in front of my face.
I leaned forward and sucked one nipple into my mouth, then the other, biting gently while she ground down on me.
One of my hands slid between us so I could rub her clit with my thumb.
She came again with a broken moan, her cunt squeezing me tightly, but I kept her moving through it, not ready to finish yet.
When her orgasm faded I lifted her off my cock, laid her on her back on the thick rug in front of the fire, and settled between her open thighs.
I pushed back inside and fucked her with long, deep strokes, bracing myself over her so I could watch her face.
The firelight painted her skin gold. I could see every flutter of her lashes, every parting of her lips when I drove in especially deep.
She wrapped her legs high around my waist and pulled me closer.
I slipped a hand under her ass and tilted her hips up, changing the angle so the head of my cock rubbed against the softest spot inside her with every thrust. Her moans turned sharper.
I kept the rhythm steady and deep until she came a third time, her back arching off the rug and her pussy milking my cock in tight pulses.
The sensation finally pulled me over. I buried myself as deep as I could and came hard, flooding her while I groaned against her neck.
Thick pulses kept spilling out of me until I had nothing left.
We stayed locked together afterward, my cock still twitching inside her, the fire crackling beside us.
When I finally softened and slipped free, a slow stream of cum followed, running down between her cheeks and onto the rug.
She made no move to close her legs. I lay beside her on the floor, one hand resting on the soft skin of her stomach, and watched the firelight move across her body. Neither of us spoke about stopping. The night was still long, and the heat between us had only settled deeper.