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“Oh God,” she gasped brokenly against my neck.

While I pounded her, I yanked her head up by her hair and captured her mouth in a fierce kiss. I mimicked the thrusting of my cock with my tongue in her mouth while she sucked blindly. I could feel her orgasm bubbling up through her body. Her pussy started clenching my driving cock. It was pure bliss. I kept on banging against her swollen clit until she gave a frantic wail.

“Oh God. Oh. Oh. Oh,” she screamed as her mind blanked and every inch of her body tightened as her climax raced through her. Her pussy was like a tight fist around my cock and it was driving me out of my mind. I started to pulse. I thrust hard one last time, then my balls draw up, and I started offloading. I kept thrusting into her, letting her squeezing muscles milk every last drop of seed out of me. Even when I finished shooting I continued riding out the orgasm. Her body was quivering.

“That was amazing,” she whispered, her eyes dark and glazed.

I didn’t dare speak.

We clung to each other. Like survivors of something incredible, unbelievable, unexpected.

Cade

I woke up suddenly. A weird dream where my mother was sitting at the end of my bed and combing her hair. I frowned. Strange, because I hadn’t seen my mother in two years and had hardly ever thought of her during that time.

Katrina’s warm, smooth body was next to me.

I turned to look at her. Blue dawn light poured in through the little square window next to me. It turned her gold hair into silver. Without touching her I ran my nose along the length of her neck, inhaling her scent. She still smelt of sex and excitement.

Not wanting to wake her up, I watched her sleep.

Now, I knew why I’d fought so hard to keep her at a distance. Some part of me always recognized I’d never be able to stop once I started anything. As I had guessed I was already lost to her smell, taste, and body.

I crept an arm around her, and she reciprocated by twisting her legs with mine.

“Morning,” she mumbled, still half asleep. I watched her try to open her eyes, but it must have been too much trouble, because she made a sleepy sound, and simply rolled to her side. With her back to me she wriggled her naked ass into my erection and calmly went back to sleep.

A few incredible seconds passed while I stared at her golden head in surprise. Then she froze and twisted back, her eyes still slumberous, but sexy, oh so sexy. “Oh, you’re real. I thought I was still dreaming.”

I had to smile. That was the cutest reaction I’d ever had to morning wood. She looked at me shyly.

“Have you been fantasizing about me, baby?”

Her cheeks looked like they were on fire. “Maybe,” she mumbled and turning over buried her blush in the pillows.

My curiosity stirred. I rolled her on her back, threw a leg over her, and supported by my forearms hovered over her body. “Oh yeah? Tell me what you fantasized about?”

“Oh, I have a few scenarios,” she said not quite meeting my eyes.

Images flashed through my mind, sizzling, intriguing images that made my cock jerk and hurt. I kissed a rosy nipple. “Tell me.”

She licked her lips. “It’s not all that exciting. Just a run of the mill mountain man fantasy.”

I grinned. There was no way she was leaving this bed without telling me. “What is a run of the mill mountain man fantasy?”

“You know, the usual wood chopping, bearded man stuff. Nothing special.”

“So tell me what it was. I want to know what turns you on.”

“I’d really like to keep that private if you don’t mind,” she mumbled.

“What if I tell you mine after, hmmm?”

Her eyes widened. “You fantasized about me?”

“Obsessively,” I confessed dryly.

She smiled. “Okay, basically, I’m cleaning the cabin. It’s a very hot summer day so I am wearing nothing but one of those French maid style, black and white, frilly aprons. Then you come in, you’re shirtless, of course, and you take me from the back. Really hard … and … um … we don’t use a condom.”

I stared into her lovely eyes.

“I mean, I’m not saying I want to do that, or that I do that sort of thing. I’m super careful with my body. Funnily enough, it was my father who sat my sister and me down and taught us that when I was thirteen years old. Both of us were too stunned and weirded out to even be embarrassed. As a matter of fact, I haven’t been in a lasting relationship since I was sixteen. Anyway, I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I’m not on the pill. I know, I know, too much information. I always babble when I’m embarrassed.”

God, she was such an innocent.

“Condoms have no place in fantasies,” I murmur. “I wasn’t wearing one either when I fucked you again and again in my head.”

Her eyes widened with surprise. “You did.”

I nodded slowly.

“How hot were you for me?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe. I took you in every conceivable position. You don’t even want to know some of them. They were that crude.”

“But you were so cold and horrible to me.”

“Put it down to pure frustration. I was fucking horny all the time, and I had to watch you bouncing around the place totally unaware of what you were doing to me.”

She giggled. “Did you masturbate?”

“I might have. Did you?”

She blushed. “Yeah.”

My eyebrows flew up in surprise. “What, down there while I was up here?”

“No, in the hot spring.”

“While you were naked?”

“Of course.”

“Go on, show me how you played with yourself.”

“Later …” She raised her face to mine. Our lips connected and she slowly leaned back against the pillow pulling me with her, inviting me to explore her. God, she felt so damn good.

Her tongue dipped between my lips and I licked back, tasting her. She was soft and as delicious as warm peach. My hands slid down her silky skin. The need for her was screaming at me, but I didn’t want to rush things. I wanted her, but I wanted her slow and easy.

She jerked her hips upwards and it sent an electric shock straight to the base of my spine. Damn. She was making this hard.

I buried my face in the valley between her breasts, but her scent brought me to the brink of coming. I couldn’t resist licking her, tasting her. The sudden tremor through her body caused by just the simple touch from my tongue sent me crazy. Her head was pressed into the pillow, her throat exposed. It made me mindless with desire. Mindless with wanting to see her howl my name again erratically, while I pounded into her. I bit that soft space where her neck met her shoulder and she cried out. I snatched my pillow, and lifted her hips high enough for me to slip the pillow beneath her.

Then, I ate her pussy.

She pushed back at me as I licked and sucked and bit and worshiped at her altar of sweet sensuality. I pushed my tongue into her, as deep as I could get, licked the wet walls and she babbled like a mad woman and begged for satisfaction.

I moved lower and licked the tight ring of muscles. She jerked her hips uncontrollably. No one had done that to her before. She whimpered like an animal. I slipped a finger into her pussy, and inserted the slickene

d digit into her glistening entrance.

It entered easily. I added another finger and slid both in and out of her warmth. Her heat drove me crazy.

“Fuck me there,” she said, as she lifted her hips and spread her legs even wider.

Oh Fuck. My dick jumped at the sight of her complete surrender. I pulled my fingers out, and positioned myself between her open legs. My dick jumped with impatience. God, she was hot.

The condom lay in its packet as I pushed my fingers into her pussy and used the slickness to coat my cock. I pressed the wet head of my erection at her tiny pink ring. Watching her face, I saw her slow down her breathing and relax her muscles. Her mouth parted in a gasp as the mushroom head went in, but then I was shocked by how smoothly her body welcomed me in. She sighed as I slid into her glorious heat.

I pulled out and pushed back in again and again, harder and deeper until I was balls deep. Only then I broke eye contact with her and looked down at our coupling. Her pussy was wide open and my cock was totally buried in her ass. The way her body was wrapped around me made me feel almost feverishly possessive of her. This woman was mine. This was my privilege and mine alone.

I dipped my fingers into her pussy and used my thumb to circle her clit.

Her eyes widened. “Oh, yes. Yes. Oh, yes.”

I intensified my thrusts. Her passion matched mine and guided my movement, until I felt as if we were parts of a machine. Perfectly aligned and flawlessly in tandem. The heat and the tightness were indescribable.

Then she said the words that drove me over the edge. She begged me to own her. I fucked her like a crazed beast, until her head flung from side to side, her pussy gushed all over my fingers, and her mouth opened in a scream of bliss.

I clamped my hands on her hips and thrust even faster into her until I exploded. All that I was fused with all that she was.

Oh FUCK!

Cade

By the time we woke up again the sun was bright and fairly high in the sky. It looked like it was going to be a beautiful day. A day where it would be feasible to travel into town using these old mountain roads.


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