As I stand there and watch her remove her soaked underwear, I know this woman is mine. I won't be letting her go. Not in a week, when the road clears, and not in a year, after she sees what winter is like, not ever.
Stalking towards her slowly, I watch her reaction, any sign of fear, and I'll pull back, but all I see is desire. Then, I pull her into my arms and kiss her. I don't voice my worry that I'm too big for her. She's so small, but when I had my fingers in her a moment ago, she was so wet, that I have hope it's enough.
I pull back from the kiss, romove my underwear, and let her get a look at the last cock she'll ever have, even if she doesn't know it yet.
"You're so beautiful," I say out loud without really thinking.
It's the truth. She ducks her head and blushes all the way to her chest. It's the seexiest damn thing I ever remember seeing. Compliments make her blush, and I plan to give them to her daily.
"Get in the river, Little One." I te
After spending the day with Axel taking care of me, I feel so spoiled, relaxed, and I hate to say it, loved. We haaven't said the words, but I remember my parents saying people's actions speak louder than words.Axel shows me every day how much he caqres about me, and I hope I'm doing the same dor him. So even if we haven't taken that step, I don't doubt for a second his feelings for me.It's obvious by the way he watches me from across the room, and by how gentle he is, when he touches me. No matter what it costs him, he's always putting me first.I can't remember the last time I felt this cared for, and I don't think I could give it up, even if I had, too. When I think of the man that I want to build a life with, ths is what I want. THis is what every girl dreams of.Even though I know he's nervous about if i'll like it out here, I know I will, and really, I already do. Now, I just have to show him. That will take time, but I know I can make him see it. I love going hunting with him
Another day of rain has us confined to the cabin, and instead of tending to the animals from my traps we gathered yesterday, I find I don't even want to get out of bed. Why would I, when I have this hot angel wrapped around me? Once again, I wake to her laying maked on me, but this morning, I carefully shift us to our sided, before sliding my cock over her clit. Her body shivers, as she starts to wake up. Then, her eyes meet mine, as I slowly slide into her. Her eyes strat to flutter closed, but I'm desperate for that connection. "Eyes on me, Little One," I break the silence, and her eye fly back to mine. Our eyes lock, as I slowly thrust in and out of her. I can feel every inch of her, as we move in silence. I cup her face and brush the hair from her forehead, as her breathing picks up. Since I know every inch of her body, tht hitch of her breath just now, means I brushed her g-spot. And I know the way she's fighting not to let her eyes roll
It's been so long, since I've had a relaxing, lazy day. Axel has barely let me move, claiming he wants to take care of me. He fixed breakfast and lunch, and now, we're lazing on the couch."You asked about my family earlier. What about yours?" I snuggle closer to him under a blanket.This is one of my favorite things to do with him. He doesn't sit still for long, so when I can get him to cuddle and simply hold me, I take full advantage of it."I was adopted. My parents were good people, and they adopted me later in life, after trying for so long to have a child of their own. They taught me everything about living off the land and wre one of those couples that were just meant to be parents. When they adopted me as a baby, they were already in their late forties. They have since passed on.""Oh, Axel, I'm so sorry. Have you ever wanted to find your birth parents?""I did find them right after my parents died, and before I moved out here. They're still druggies who didn't care about anyt
This hot water heater isn't a typical residential one. Like everything in the cabin, I know every part of it. This allows me to fix it, when it acts up. Also, I've converted it to work the way I need or want, as I've done to all the appliances.So, I locate the part of the heater that isn't working, remove it, and head out to the shed out back to work on it. It should be an easy fix and be done, before dinner is ready.As I work, I try to figure out wht to tell Phoenix, when I see him in a day or two. He'll want to know how he can help, and honestly, the clothes are enough. I'm soaking up all the time I can get with her.The more time I have, the more I can convince her she's meant to be here with me, and that I'm committed to her. As much as it sucks, the road is still washed out, but I'm grateful for more time together. Fortumately, we aren't in need of supplies. In fact, we would be fine for a month or more, just the two of us.Even longer, if she's willig to give up a lot of her c
Axel is visibly frustrated about the knock on the door. I'm guessing he doesn't get many visitors out here. So, I'm not surprised, when he grabs his shotgun, before opening the door.If someone is here, that means the road is open, so it could be anyone. He's told me that his friends won't bother him, unless they need help. Maybe, that's the case, or Phoenix came to check on him and officially meet me?He cracks the door open enough to see who it is and talk to them. From where I am in the kitchen, I can't see anything, but I can hear it all.Expecting Phoenix, I'm shocked by the voice I hear, and it almost knocks me flat on my ass."Is Sydney here?" That voice I'm not too thrilled to hear asks.Of course, he would ruin a great day like today. I step behind Axel and look at Stephen in disbelief."Stephen? What the hell are you doing here?When his eyes land on me the relief floods his face, while in the same moment tension fills
"What's Thayer like?" she asks, as we eat breakfast."it's a lot like any other small-town, I guess. They do have a bit more tourism than I'd like. People who are passing through from Summersville to New River National Park or vice versa. They stop to check out the local shops, and many times, they stay overnight."While I am grateful for the tourists, because they are mostly who buy my stuff, but at the same time, it's a bit of a pain in the warmer months. I guess, that's why I spend all my time winter prepping on the mountain, to avoid as much of the crowds between Memorial Day and Labor Day."I'm really excited to see this shop you talk so much about and meet your friends."Though, I want her to meet the guys, I'm also hesitant, though I won't tell her that. She saw how possessive I was, when it was just Phoenix, and he was separated by a body of water."We'll walk Main Street, and you can do some shopping and see everything," I say kissing her temple.I love touching her anywaay
It's been a few days of blissful sex, winter prep, and river fun. The sex in his car seemed to calm Axel, and cement in his mind, I'm his, and I'm not going anywhere. Since then, he's been even more loving, if that's even possible. Once we said the 'I love you' to each other, it's like we can't stop. He doesen't leave a room without telling me, and it's the first words spoken, when we wake up in the morning, and the last ones said, before going to bed each night. I've never felt freer, more myself than I do out here with Axel. I till wear his shirt around the house with nothing underneath. We both like him having access to me in the cabin, and he uses that freedom well. But now, I have clothes to wear, when we go checking traps, or like today, when we go out hunting. We are planning another trip into town sooner than normal, so I can get my hunting tags, and we can increase the number of animals we can hunt. I also want to get trapping permits, so we can run another trapping line.
I start working on my jerkey the day after we go hunting. We'll be going into town soon to place an order for the things Sydney needs to make her lights. She has been talking about the different designs she wants to try, and I'm excited for her. Also, we have to make plans to get her stuff. I'd like to do that soon, so we can be done with her ex and pretend he never existed. Forget that his name got to touch my Little One. Because when I remember, I want to beat him to a pulp. I look over at her in the living room. She's laying on the couch reading and looking peaceful. I know the orgasms I gave her this morning down at the river are part of the reason, but I know the other part is just being here. My serene moment is gone the moment the front porch creeks. I don't even get out of the kitchen, before someone is pounding on the front door. "Police, open up!" they yell. Sydney looks at me with fear in her eyes, and I vow whoever caused that will