Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
We’re so attuned to one another. It’s telepathic in a way. We know exactly what the other wants and how to give to them. The sex has only gotten better with each encounter we’ve shared, and it was pretty fucking good the first time around. Hunter knows exactly how to squeeze my hips, tease my tits, and hold me close. How to whisper to me, so the heat of his breath tickles my ear and brings me that little bit extra.
All of this comes together and makes everything that much hotter. My legs lock around his hips. I never want him to stop. Never want him to pull out. Even when I was on birth control, I needed every bit of him. I wanted to drain this man dry and leave him as satisfied as he was satisfying me.
He’s groaning, I’m moaning. We can’t help but sing the praises for one another in our own ways. We look into one another's eyes, and know more than ever we’ve found the person that completes us. Him in the middle of nowhere, me being found in a literal ditch. It didn’t matter. Somehow, someway, we found one another, and our lives vastly improved from that chance coincidence.
I can’t hold back. The heat is roaring through me again, and I can’t resist the sheer intensity of it all. I know that it’s going to be one more flick of my clit, or one more thrust of Hunter's cock that’ll finally send me over, to let my pussy juices explode upon him once again. My vision goes white, my senses overloaded from what I’m experiencing, all of my being dedicated to fully feeling nothing but pleasure.
He’s right there with me. He’s throbbing within me, my pussy squeezing him, milking him, demanding that he give me anything and everything. And he fully obeys. He injects me with his warm, potent, powerful seed, the heat delightfully tickling my insides as pulse after pulse hits me. It sweetens everything I’m feeling at that moment.
Yet my mind wanders. How I want this to take. How I want to give him a family. How we’re going to build such a marvelous future together. All built on this fleeting moment of joy.
Hunter remains within me. His cock strong, who knows for how much longer. We share a gentle kiss, humorously tame when compared to the filth we have just enjoyed.
“I love you,” he whispers. “I don’t know if you’re sick of me telling you, but I fucking love you.”
“No. Tell me about it every day. Always. Hearing it from you is music to my ears, Hunter. I love you too.”
“I’ll do just that.”
We wrangle ourselves onto the bed, him finally sliding out of me, leaving only his dripping cum behind. I massage myself, pushing it back in. I have no idea if that actually helps anything, but it can’t hurt, and it does make me feel sexy as all hell, knowing that I had made him unleash so much into me.
He holds me close, embracing me with his arm around my tits. I hold his arms tightly to me. My body aches. I’m exhausted.
But I’ve never been happier.
And it’ll only get better from here.
epilogue
HUNTER
The sun setting behind the mountains is an amazing sight. I built this cabin deliberately so it would have the best orientation for watching the sky settle into that orange-pink beauty that it always had.
Of course, what makes it better is the beautiful woman by my side.
God, I’m so fucking lucky. Savvy’s hot, funny, smart, caring. She’s everything I ever wanted and so much more.
Together we sit, taking in the sights. It’s part of our routine now. I’d finish up my work, she’d get back from knitting classes, we’d take a long hike, then be back home in time for sunset. She’d usually hit the shower, throw on my robe, and then join me for the sights. Usually we’d follow this up with supper, but sometimes we got distracted with... let’s call them miscellaneous activities.
It’s a couple months before our first anniversary, and it all feels like a dream. It’s too good, like nothing could ever get better than this. I start to wonder if I went and died somewhere, and this is just like, literally capital-H Heaven.
Nope. It’s just life now. All the pleasures of the flesh are mine until I kick the bucket, which will hopefully be a damn long time from now.
Savvy giggles as she looks up at me. She’s lounging on the porch swing, using my lap as a pillow. “So, I got news.” There's a consternated on her face. It makes something twist in my gut seeing her like that.
“Good news or bad news?”
“Uh, ninety-nine percent chance of good news.”
“Only ninety-nine percent?”
“Hey, I’m not ruling out that I’ve been reading you horribly wrong all this time. It’s perfectly possible that’s the case.”