It hasn't been easy to find, but as I drag my hips back and plunge into her again, I know what I have found: home, my real one. It isn't the homestead where I grew up, or where our cabin stands. It isn't even up here, the place where I brought her a year ago to try to protect her. It's being with her like this, wrapped around each other—content, happy, moving together like we were always meant to be this way.
She wraps her legs around my lower back, linking herself to me in a way that makes it feel like we’ll never be torn apart. We roll our hips to meet each other, and the bed creaks, the sound so loud in the quiet of the new cabin this early in the morning.
But there's no stopping now, not when I've got her like this.
I kiss her fiercely, needing her to understand everything I'm so terrible at saying with words.
How lost I was without her. How much she’s changed everything for me. How completely impossible it would be to go on without her.
She returns it in kind, squeezing around my cock in response, as if to tell me she understands me, understands what I need, and she somehow always has, even when she hated me, even when she wanted me gone from her life, she did everything she could to keep me in it, and now her body does everything to keep me inside her.
The head of my cock catches with each retreat, and she clenches down, increasing the friction, ensuring both of us are trembling and on edge.
I tear my mouth from hers and kiss along her cheek to her ear. “Should I pull out and make you come down my throat again?”
She moans and shakes her head, wrapping her arms around me and clinging to me, tightening her hold there and with her cunt. “Definitely not.”
“I don't know…” I nip at her jaw. “It would be nice payback for what you did to me the other night.”
Her laughter shakes her body, and my cock aches at the memory of her dropping to her knees in the goddamn woods and taking me all the way to the back of her throat.
“No games today, McBride. There will be plenty of other times for that.”
I grind my hips against hers. “But I do love to play with you, Firefly.”
She groans. “Oh, I know. Now, move.”
Her heels press into my lower back, and I comply, increasing my pace, pounding into her until the creak of the bed frame echoes through the house.
Any chance of us remaining quiet disappears as her body starts trembling, her head thrashing side to side as her orgasm builds.
She comes on a startled cry I barely manage to catch with my mouth as her pussy tightens and ripples along my length.
I pound into her in sharp, hard thrusts, until her body finally sags slightly, until I’m confident she’s done, then I pull out.
Her eyes fly open. “What?—”
I shift back and roll her onto her stomach, then grasp her hips and tug them up and back slightly to slide my cock back into her again. She issues a deep groan, and I pin her down to the mattress with one large hand at her upper back, the other at her hip, and drive into her, watching her ass jiggle and my cock disappear into her slick cunt.
Like this, I don't last very long.
Raven Perry submitting to me, being able to let go, is the sexiest thing I've ever experienced in my life. Because this woman doesn’t back down from anything or anyone, but like this…she gives me everything.
I growl low before I come, sliding my hand up into her hair and jerking her head back, so I can kiss her as I empty myself deep inside her.
She moans and tightens around me before I collapse onto her on the bed, rolling onto my side, and bringing her with me, so she doesn't have to bear my full weight.
My cock stays buried inside her as we both struggle to catch our breaths.
Locked together in the place that brought us together.
We lie like this, wrapped around each other, the sounds of the mountain starting to come to life floating in through the windows—the birds chirping, the light rustle of the leaves in the breeze, and then the baby's cry…
I grin, running my fingers through Raven's hair. “It wasn't going to last very long.”
She laughs. “I know. I'll go get her.”
“No, I’ve got her.”
