Page 8 of Lumber Snack


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We stumble our way to the main room, kissing till we reach the couch.

Halima stretches out on the creamy leather and I settle behind her, pulling her back against my chest. I grab a blanket and drape it over us as the movie starts to play.

She chose some romantic comedy she’s seen a dozen times. I don’t pay much attention to the screen, too distracted by the feel of her delicious curves molded to my body.

My hand slides under the blanket to rest on her full hip. I start drawing lazy circles against her skin with my thumb, inching higher with each pass.

Halima wiggles back into me with a soft moan. I dip my head to place a trail of kisses along her shoulder, breathing in her intoxicating scent. My fingers graze the edge of her bikini bottom, slipping underneath the fabric to caress the smooth skin of her bare, shaven pussy.

“Gael,” she whimpers, voice husky with desire. I can feel the heat radiating from her cunt, an answering fire igniting in my blood.

Looks like this movie isn’t the only thing getting steamy.

Halima turns in my arms and captures my mouth in a searing kiss. The blanket falls away as our passion intensifies, the sounds of the movie fading into the background.

All that matters is the woman in my arms and how hard I’m about to fuck her.

* * *

The few pieces of clothes we have on clothes melt away under eager hands until there’s nothing left between us but burning flesh. I lift Halima onto my lap, her legs wrapping around my waist.

Dripping with precum, the head of my cock nudges at her entrance that’s slick with her own juices. Halima sinks down onto me with a throaty moan, her inner walls clenching around my thick, hard length.

I groan at the exquisite feel of her. Hot, wet, fucking tight. My hands grip her hips hard as she begins to move, riding me with slow, torturous rolls of her hips. Gone is the frenzy of our first time in the tub.

“Mierda, you feel so goddamn good,” I pant, fighting not to savagely thrust up into her welcoming body. I want this to last, to draw out our pleasure until we’re both mindless with ecstasy.

Halima leans down to capture my mouth, her large, soft breasts pressed against my hard chest. Our kiss is messy and deep, all clashing teeth and tongues.

I slide one large hand between our bodies to viciously pinch her clit. Halima cries out, inner muscles spasming around me. She picks up her pace, bouncing in my lap until the sounds of our flesh coming together echo in the room.

“Gael… I’m so fucking close, baby.” Her nails dig into my shoulders, hips working frantically against mine. The mix of pain and pleasure pushes me to the edge.

I thrust up once, twice, and Halima shatters around me with a scream of release. Her orgasm making me go higher, hot spurts of cum filling her as stars burst behind my eyes.

We collapse back onto the couch, limbs tangled together and hearts racing. Halima nuzzles my neck, a soft sigh of content escaping her lips.

She sleepily mutters, “we forgot protection again.”

I kiss her forehead but say nothing, grinning to myself.

Our harsh breaths slowly even out, but we remain joined, unwilling to break our physical connection. Halima rests her head on my chest, fingers idly tracing patterns over my skin.

I press a kiss to her hair. My heart swelling with emotion.

Halima tilts her head up, brown eyes searching my face. A soft smile curves her kiss-swollen lips. I brush a few braids behind her ear, loving how fucking beautiful she is.

Halima leans and kisses me, slow and deep. My fingers tangle in her braids to keep her close.

When we part, I’m breathless all over again.

* * *

We lounge on the couch for hours, a tangle of limbs and whispered words. I learn a lot about Halima’s life. She also has a lot of questions and listens with rapt attention as I share about playing hockey, my family, and what led me to this quiet mountain.

A sense of peace settles over me, one I’ve never known with a woman. Halima fits against me like she was made to be there, her presence soothing my soul.

When night falls, neither one of us wants the day to end. But exhaustion weighs heavily on our bodies, sleep caling on us.

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