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It’s like he knows exactly what I want, just what I need without me even needing to speak.
He loops his arms around me and holds me close to him as I slide into my most vulnerable state. He grips my stomach, keeping me safe while he spanks my ass some more.
Such a weird mix of sensations, but God damn, I love it.
If I’m not careful, my feelings for this man will never stop growing.
Owen doesn’t stop fucking me, even when I feel myself grow a little limp.
He keeps on fucking me, knocking the air out of my lungs, causing the never-ending waves of pleasure to keep on coming. There’s nothing left of me… I’m melted for this man; he has all of me.
Eventually, he erupts too. The volcanic pressure of pleasure explodes from him, so forcefully it shoves me harder against the tree.
I really fucking love the feel of him cumming inside me. Claiming me in a different way, giving me a piece of him, just like I do for him.
Another twisted thing about me that I never would have learned without Owen.
He really has become my teacher, and my punisher too.
The punisher who makes me always want to be bad.
Maybe I am a little wild.
A deep fog overshadows my eyes as I lose control of my limbs. It’s a good job Owen is holding me up right or I would be a puddle on the floor.
The pleasure really has taken control of me now in a way I just wasn’t expecting. Now I really don’t even know what I’m supposed to do with myself. I’m dizzy and crazy. I don’t think that feeling is ever going away.
Owen softly strokes my skin as he loosens my restraints. He brushes his lips lightly over the bruised skin, making my heart flutter with excitement.
I want to express my feelings out loud. I would love nothing more than to be able to tell him how I feel, but I’m far too shattered to say a word.
He’s drained me completely.
I give up the fight as Owen scoops me off my feet and carries me. I lean against him, listening to his heart pounding like crazy against his rib cage.
Every heart beat is for me, I can just feel it.
I might not have the energy to speak, or even open my eyes at this point, but I can smile to myself, which is something. A warmth of happiness spreads through me as this man takes me back indoors.
The warmth of the cabin is nothing compared to the warmth of him. I could lie here nestled in his arms forever. If only he’d let me.
He lies me down on the bed so gently, like I’m his princess or something. It’sreallynice to feel the sweet softness after being fucked like that. I love it rough and hard. I adore the pain-pleasure combination, but the aftercare is something else.
“You know,” Owen whispers as he brushes my hair out of my face. “There’s something really special about you, Emma. Seriously.”
It’s hard, but I force my eyes to remain closed because I don’t want him to stop in his tracks. This is the first time I’ve ever heard anything akin to feelings coming out of his mouth.
Ineedto know where he’s going next.
“Under normal circumstances, I think me and you could really be something.”
My heart stops beating. My whole body freezes over. I wasnotexpecting him to say that.
I didn’t know that he was teetering into dangerous feelings, just like I am.
Now I have that to think about in my already mixed up brain where I’m very confused about my feelings.
As soon as I sense that he’s gone, I peek out of one eye. Did that really just happen? Did he honestly just say that?
