And addicted is exactly how I feel and I need to feel her again.
I guide my hips in just as slowly as the first time. This time her hands come up and clench around my forearms. The deeper I go the more her fingers dig into my skin.
“You want me to stop.”
“No. It feels too good. Deeper,” she says.
I go just a bit deeper than the first time and then slowly guide myself back out until I feel my head catch again.
I stop and breath relishing in the feeling that I’m still inside her and that she only wants more of me. She wants me deeper and longer and with each time I enter her I will do that…go a bit deeper both physically and emotionally until I can’t go any deeper and her gushy spot meets the head of my cock and I plant her with my seed so deep inside her it will be dripping out of her pussy for weeks.
“Again,” she says.
I guide myself in a third time. The smell of the room has gone from roses, to her, to feral heat.
The wooden walls should lend a certain smell of nature to the room, but the only natural thing I smell is the most natural thing two people can do together.
Reproduce.
Her hands come up and reach for by backside. She grabs my ass and squeezes trying to bring me even deeper inside, but I can feel she’s not ready.
She’s opening wider and I pull back out and slide back in a little faster than the time before.
“Yeah,” she moans. “Faster.”
The way she says it is too much. I planned on taking it slow for the duration, but she’s practically demanding and begging for more at the same time and I’ll be damned if it’s not what I want too.
I slide in and back out even faster.
“Faster,” she says.
My hands come up off sheets and slide in under her armpits and grab ahold of her shoulders. I lean back in bringing her face to face with me.
My hands cup her back and I feel the rose petals falling from her skin across mine.
Her hands come up and clasp behind my head before grabbing ahold of my back for leverage as she begins bouncing up and down on my dick.
It’s too much.
My forearms slide in closer to her sides and my fingers clutch her back tighter as I lift her up and down with the bend in my elbow against her sides.
She’s bouncing up and down slamming my cock deeper inside her in rhythm.
“Uh! Uh! Uh!” she moans each time she slides down my rod coming to a stop as the head of my cock slams into her G-spot putting me right on the edge.
Her head is flopping back and forth wildly and her hair is going every which way and it’s suddenly an all out fuckfest.
“Uh!” her tone goes from deep to a squeak.
“I’m gonna…I’m…coming!”
I feel her juices cover my cock and it sends me overboard.
I angle down and under before thrusting up one more time exploding inside her as my seed mixes with hers.
“Uhhhh!” I moan as it feels like everything good inside me leaves going into her.
“Oh my god! Oh my god! Again!” she says and I feel a second waterfall flow from her covering me.
Our bodies spasm and shake milking each other for every single last drop until finally there’s no more.
For this go round.
Our faces are inches apart…hot, sweaty, and completely flush.
I can feel her breath on my face and I know she can feel the same as we both try and catch our breath.
“You’re so beautiful,” I say.
We move in unison towards each other and kiss again, but for the first time as lovers.
And that’s exactly what we did. Made love completely and without reservations. There are no walls to erect to guard myself and my emotions from her. I let her in completely and she did the same and we’re both stronger for it.
And now we’ve come together as one.
And it’s time to do it again.
CHAPTER 8
Winter
I step out of the shower and right back into his arms.
“Not so fast,” he says.
“Now that you’re clean it’s time to get dirty again.”
There’s no question that we just made love, and there’s no question that love isn’t the right word for what I am sure is about to happen next.
He spins me around grabbing my wrists and holding them above my head and against the shower tiles.
I hear the water turn on and the showerhead springs to life sending warm droplets running down my back and curving along my butt before falling towards the drain.
Suddenly I feel his hand against my ass and I shudder. My cheek shakes before he stills it with his grasp kneading it in his hand.
I feel his beard against my shoulder and then against the side of my face just before the front of his body presses into the back of mine.
His hand slides in-between my breasts and up to my face as he gently runs his index finger along my lips.
I open my mouth slightly and he offers up his digit to me.
I make my mouth in the shape of an O and then move my head forward taking as much of his finger as possible. Just like his cock it’s too much for me to handle at first.
“Uh-huh,” I cough.
“Are you okay? We can slow down or even stop.”
“I’m okay. Let me try again.”
I slowly take in his finger again but this time I get it right. I don’t take in too much and I begin to suck on it…practice for something much bigger, thicker, and more powerful which I know I’m going to suck on later.
I feel his hand slide along the side of my neck before knifing in my hair and moving it up, pulling it gently before he delivers a soft kiss on my neck.
The slight pressure from my scalp is causing a tingling sensation from the light pain that feels so good. But it’s offset by his tenderness as his kisses continue so delicately along my shoulders.
This mixture of pleasure and pain confuses my mind and tighten my senses even further.
I feel my pussy longing for him again but instead I feel my hair crash down against my skin and quickly his hand meets my ass again…this time harder and firmer.
“Have you been a bad girl or a good girl?” he whispers into my ear.
“I’ve been good enough to be treated bad,” I say trying my own kind of dirty talk.
“That’s good because I know you’re naughty and you know what naughty girls get don’t you?”
“Spanked?” I say firming my ass for another slap.
“And their hair pulled,” he says, surprising me by grabbing my hair and bringing it back.
My back arches and my head faces the ceiling as the water splashes in my face disorienting me momentarily.
The feeling of being out of my body for a quick second turns me on even more.
He continues grasping my hair but brings his hand around toward the front of my body grabbing my breast and then continuing up and gently massaging my throat.
I lean my head back and expose my throat as he runs his hand along it very gently.
“But not that bad,” he says, dropping my hair and spanking my ass again.
My midsection shoots forward from the force and I feel his cock press against my ass as his whole body pins me against the vertical tiles.
Two fingers slide along my pussy from front to back before coming around my right shoulder and passing in front of my face.
I turn my face toward the left following them and watch as his he slides them into his mouth and sucks them completely dry, his eyes rolling back in his head before closing.
“Ummmm. So, so sweet,” he says. “You taste sweeter than candy.”
His hips buck forward wildly and I feel his cock slide in-between my legs.
I’m so hot right now I’m doing everything not to come.
He slaps me again, this time squeezing my ass even harder causing me to rise up on my tiptoes.
I feel the back of his hand brush against my folds and th
en look down just in time to see him wrap his hand around his cock and then bring both back through my legs and out of my field of view.
I feel the head of his cock at my opening along with the side of his finger and his thumb as he holds his rod there ready to impale me.
“Fuck me,” I say.
“You sure you’re ready for that?”
“I’m ready,” I say.
“You’re ready for me to slam my cock so far inside you you’re pinned against this wall? The side of your cheek pressed against these tiles while water splashes over you causing you to lose your balance and any sense of where you are as I thrust over and over up inside you?”
“Yes.’
“And you’re ready for me to lose control and bite your ear and grab your hips with both hands so I can get deeper and deeper inside you burying my come so deep there’s no choice but for you to have my baby.”
“I want to have your babies,” I say, realizing I do want that but having no idea why I’m saying it so simply and how this is all escalating so quickly.
“And when I come inside you your pussy is ready to grip my rod so hard that it creates a perfect vacuum so not a single drop escapes and my best sperm fight to reach your egg and fertilize it creating the most perfect, beautiful child?”
“I want your child. I want your come.”
“Not just my child. Our child. The child we’ve both waited for years to make now finally becoming a reality. Your getting your first child whether you had any idea you were ready for it or not when you woke up this morning.”
“I’m ready.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m not sure you are. You make me so hard. So lustful. So passionate that I know when I come deep inside you nature has no choice but to bring us a new life together.”
“I want that.”
“You do things to me that I didn’t even know were possible to do to a man, let alone one with as much strength, resolve, and willpower as I have. You change my discipline from being a man who fends for himself day in and day out to one who can only thing about caring and providing for his woman and his family. The one we’re going to make together. Do you understand me?”
“I understand. I want everything. I want you. I need you to fuck me like your life depends on it.”
CHAPTER 9
Jason
I didn’t know she had those kinds of words in her. It’s just that our connection is so strong and so powerful that we bring it out of each other.
I slide my dick in and feel her bend at the knees trying to get me in deeper before I even begin to thrust.
She wants all of me. She needs every last inch. And I have no choice but to give it to her.
My hips thrust uncontrollably.
I grab her hair and pull it back again before I lose complete control.
My hands come to her waist and I latch on slamming my dick deep inside her.
“Ahhh. Ahh. Ahh,” she screams as I feel her come but I don’t stop for a second.
My hands dart up and underneath her armpits and I lift her from the ground lifting her and dropping her on my rod as the warm water rushes over us as I go deeper and deeper inside her. Opening her up wider so she can accept ever last baby making gift I’m ready to give her.
Her ass pounds against my pelvis and I feel like a complete animal. Deep, dark growls escape me as my face turns red and I feel myself grinding my teeth so hard I surely have to be losing enamel.
My teeth rake back and forth against each other as my muscles flex non-stop preparing to unload the ultimate climax inside her.
Her feet dangle off the tiles below and her body moves like a rag doll as I push harder and deeper causing her moans to grow deeper, louder, and even more hungry.
“Uhhhh. Uh. Uhhhhhhhhh,” I say as my knees weaken and a volcano of come shoots from my dick deep into her pussy via a completely open floodgate.
There are no jerks and pumps of my rod just a complete unleashing a steady stream as I fill her with everything I have and even more than she can take.
I feel light headed as her pussy pulsates against my rod trying to trap it in place. Milking it for every last gooey drop.
I lower her feet to the ground and pull my dick out of her causing a loud sucking sound from the vacuum seal being broken.
I watch as part of my come drips down her leg and she feels it too. Her hand rushes around to her backside as she scoops it up with two fingers and inserts it back inside.
I slowly lower myself to my knees unable to stand and unable to think.
She’s reduced me to this. A completely spent mess on the floor of a shower in a small mountain town.
And I’ve never felt like a bigger man in my entire life.
Because I know I’ve done the ultimate thing I can do.
I’ve created a baby with her and it’s the absolute best feeling in the entire world.
CHAPTER 10
Jason
“Housekeeping.”
I hear three knocks on the door. “Housekeeping.”
The handle opens and I reach for the sheet covering my groin with it.
“Oh! Sorry, sir. Checkout time has passed,” the house cleaner says.
“Can I get a minute to check out.”
“Yes, certainly. Sorry to interrupt.”
The woman shuts the door and I shake the cobwebs loose from my brain.
I can’t believe I fell asleep. I look at the clock.
It’s noon. I remember seeing 7:33 because thirty-three is my age and seven is a lucky number for me.
I walk into the bathroom looking to find her.
Then it hits me. I never actually got her name, or at least her real one, nor did she get mine.
How is that possible?
I feel like a completely rude low-life now, but in some small way it makes sense. We were just so into the moment, so present, that the formalities of an introduction got bypassed. We met with adversity, not exactly a formal gathering over a cup of teas to exchange pleasantries. I smile remembering the first thing she did was throw a punch at me.
She’s a feisty one. One of the reasons I’m so head over heels for her already.
“Good morning, sunshine,” I say as I walk through the room.
I check the bathroom. Nothing. That’s strange.
I check the kitchen. Not there either.
There isn’t really another room left. The living room connects to the kitchen and they’re not the biggest even though this is the biggest suite in the entire property.
I grab the phone and call down to reception.
“Is there a young woman in the lobby having a coffee by herself.”
“Let me check.” Just a few seconds pass. “No, sir.”
“The restaurant maybe?”
“The restaurant closed at 11:00. Everyone was out by 11:15.”
“Anywhere else on the grounds someone might go?”
“We do have a hot tub, meeting room, and a gym.”
“Great, thanks. I’ll check there.”
I hang up the phone and go for a quick shower. I can still smell her scent on my skin. Normally I would absolutely loathe having anything feminine of any form on my person, let alone smell like a woman. But with her it’s different.
It reminds me of her hair. The way it smelled when she rested on my chest in-between love making sessions, of which we had a few.
And it also reminds me of the raw heat and energy when we both let loose and acted like feral beasts with one another, of which we also had a few of those too.
I jump out of the shower, towel off, and get dressed quickly.
There’s a glass of water on the table. I grab it and tip it back in one gulp. I’m dehydrated after everything we did last night.
I look down at the table realizing the glass of water was resting on top of the edge of a piece of paper.
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