Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Only a few moments later he's delving into the water beside me, overwhelmed by the sudden and powerful temperature change he’s experiencing.
He shivers but is woon wading right next to me, putting on a tough face. “It’ll get nice pretty quickly, don’t worry.”
“It’s already nice when I’m here with you, Tabitha.”
He wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me close. We share another kiss. There’s been dozens of them, but every time they’ve been as electric as the last. He holds me close, his warmth overpowering the coolness of the water.
Being here with him, under the moonlight’s watchful gaze, us as naked as nature intended?
It fills me with a feeling of oneness. Oneness with Fox, oneness with the world, and oneness with the universe.
“God, this is too good. Too serene,” he says, nuzzling the top of my head.
“If we could just float here forever, I’d be happy,” I state without any hint of exaggeration.
“That’d be nice. But I can think of something to make it better.” We exchange devious glances with one another. I can feel his cock shudder and come to life, poking at my abdomen. Even through what would make most men shrivel, Fox is hard and ready for me. It’s all the proof I’d ever need that he’s madly in both lust and love with me.
“I see you want to do what comes natural to us, huh?”
“Why should only bears get to fuck in the woods? There’s plenty of space for them to share.”
Another kiss, this one more erotic than romantic, but in a way, that’s romantic too. Together, we wade toward another rock on the bank of the pond, and decide to go partially amphibious. I wiggle my ass in front of him, and give myself a playful little spank. “Come on. Fuck me like the mammal you are.”
It’s all a bit silly. But he’s totally in tune with me. I can’t stop laughing when I’m with him, feeling such immeasurable joy, even as I realize how lame it might seem from the outside looking in.
His warm hands clashing against the chilliness of the water is one hell of a feeling too. Him running that coarse touch down my form, God, it’s such a symphony of sensations. Him rolling my cold nipples into his hands, I shivered both in the traditional sense and in delight. The heat of his body pressed against my own, and I’m feeling his cock poke at my sex from behind.
“Take me. Fuck me. I’m your bitch in heat,” I say, shooting him the sexiest glare I can manage.
He growls seductively as he pushes himself in. All of our trysts have trained him just how to fuck me, just how to take me, and how to make me really like it. I relish the sensation of him buried to the shaft, and how our sexes are just so absolutely perfect for one another. I nibble my lip and moan on that first penetration, ready to let my pleasure echo through the night.
Fox knows how to set the pace. A strong start, nothing too tender, nothing too fast. He needs to make sure the fire inside of me is burning super hot. He kept a finger on my clit, rubbing it with every stroke he fucked me with.
All the while I bucked back into him. To show him I’m no pillow princess and that I desire him every bit as much as he desires me. Our lust should be equally insatiable for one another, something I’ve always felt is important for a relationship to truly blossom.
With how our libidos match and how we connect wordlessly on such a deeper level?
Goddamn does Fox feel like absolutely the man for me. At the heights of our passion, I can look past any worries I have for why he might not be.
Harder, faster. My back arches up into him, and he’s so quick to hold me close. I feel his heartbeat against my back, even through all the other intense sensations that we’re experiencing at that moment. I lean back into him, and turn my neck, just to get a bit more of the intensely sweet sugar that is his lips.
The ecstasy rising inside me is too much to contain, too powerful. I’m crying out for him, screaming for him, being pushed to my very limits. I’m panting, gibbering incoherently, and he keeps going. He keeps fucking me. He’s so dedicated. I love him like nothing else.
When I hit those final highs, I feel like I scream so loud that the entire world should be able to hear me. Searing pleasure overwhelms me so completely, this bliss somehow being even greater than everything I had experienced before this.
Fox is always right there with me, so perfectly attuned to my very being. His cock throbbing, pulsing, filling me with his very need. Its heat is always the cherry on top of something so utterly excellent.