"See?" she says. "We're set. Is that how you stitched yourself back up after you got in those fights with those wild animals?" she asks, running her hand along the scar on my bicep.
I nod. "Yeah. It came in handy, didn't it?"
"Maybe it'll come in handy again," she says, wrapping her legs around me. Closing her eyes and moaning, her tits bouncing as she lets me take her deeper and deeper, as she lets me take her all the places she needs to go.
"Oh, Stone," she moans. "That feels so good. So right."
"Fuck," I tell her. "I know it's the first time we're making love, but I already know it's not going to take long to knock you up."
Her eyes open. She slaps me playfully in the arm. "Don't talk crazy now."
"Why not?" I ask her. "We can have a little cave family, little toddlers running around in their animal print diapers. Sounds pretty cute, huh?"
She laughs, covering her face with her hands. "Oh my god. You can't make me laugh so much when I'm getting off so hard."
I play with her tits, massaging her nipples as I grind against her the way she needs. The hair on her pussy is soft. She smells so good. Tastes so good. Feels so good. "You have no idea how hot I am for you." I just want to fuck her all day, all night.
She lifts her eyebrows as she drops her hands over her head. "Oh, I have an idea of how hot you are," she says. "I can feel how hard you are for me." She bites her bottom lip. "Oh god. I'm so close."
I thrust deeper inside of her. She lets out another moan. This one is animalistic and it's so fucking hot. All the primal urges within me are unleashed at the sound of her voice, and I come hard in her sweet, tight hole, getting off in a way I've been dreaming about for a long ass time, in a way I've been dreaming about since I became a man.
I've always wanted a woman, a real woman, a woman like her. And now, fuck, she's mine. We move together as if we've done this before, but it's her first time. And I will be her forever.
God, she feels so good. I pull her toward me into my lap, drawing her nice and close, rolling onto my back, needing her against my chest. I need to feel her heartbeat against mine.
"I'm never letting you go," I tell her. She rolls over, her leg wrapping around me. Her hand on my chest, we look up into the sky. Polly is flying overhead. I point her out. "Damn. That bird is jealous of you."
Skylar laughs. "That's cute," she says. "We need a dog though. Isn't that what all cave families have?"
I laugh, wondering how in the hell this became my life. "There's got to be some little pup around here who needs a family." She smiles, looking up at me. I kiss her forehead. "Fuck. You're cute."
She laughs again, her shoulders shaking. Both of us are in disbelief. This is our life now. "You're not going to try to run away?" I ask her. "Go searching in that cave?"
"No," she says. "You're right. What if we ended up somewhere else altogether? Alone, separated, in a more dangerous place than this?"
"It would be hell,” I admit, “losing you."
"So we'll stay, and I'll stop talking about leaving."
"You ready to make a commitment like that after just twenty-one days?”
Sky rolls over, propping herself on her elbows in the grass. "It feels like it's been longer than three weeks, doesn't it?"
"Yeah,” I tell her. “It does. But time becomes irrelevant out here pretty fast."
"I can imagine," she says with a twinkle in her eye. "Because the next thing you know, we're going to be popping out babies and you're going to have to work your nine-to-five, making sure you got enough food for your little family."
"Wow," I say, feigning surprise. "You're already planning out our whole life, huh?"
"Too much too soon?" she asks.
"No. I just want to know everything there is to know about you. And the fact that you're already planning a little life for us, it makes me happier than you could ever know. I didn't have a family. Not like the one you're describing. So the idea of making one with you," I twirl my finger around a lock of her wavy hair, "I feel like the luckiest caveman in the whole world."
"Do you think you're the only caveman in the world?" Both of us look over toward the markings behind the waterfall, knowing that the stone wall holds a game of tic-tac-toe.
"I don't know if we're alone," I tell her. "Maybe one day we'll find someone else out here. For now though, it's just us, you and me, in our little prehistoric paradise."