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Whatever awkwardness there had been when we first stepped foot in this cabin was gone, and I was sure we’d fool anyone that we were indeed a real couple. Even me.
Sure, I didn’t have the hills and valleys of his washboard abs memorized yet, but give it some time, and I would. This kiss felt natural. And nobody with eyes could say we didn’t have passion.
If Gunnar told The White Claws that he’d search for me if they ever took me, and mete out his own form of justice when he found me, they’d believe him. Especially if they saw us now, lazing on the couch, his tail wrapped around my ankle like he needed to be touching me at all times.
That was how I’d woken up this morning too, after a night of bliss. This morning we’d taken his boat out onto the lake, and he’d given me a tour of the area by water. We’d even joined the nautical version of the mile-high club by the end of it. Then we’d come back for a late lunch before going for a walk in the woods as he showed me the most beautiful places in the area. I almost forgot the strange way our relationship started.
I was so happy that he’d been the one to suggest we continue seeing each other after all this was done. Technically, we wouldn’t even need to divorce unless the real relationship proved to be a failure later. I marveled again at how backward our relationship had been so far: it had started with a drunken proposal, then continued with waking up in his bed, the spilling of secrets, mind-blowing sex, and then a wedding. We were finally on to the dating part now.
But somehow, it worked.
Again with an hour to kill before our dinner was ready, we went back to bed to relax. Gunnar was a cuddler. He’d told me earlier he was happy to lie around doing nothing but cuddle…well, and fuck me in between the cuddles…all day long. I didn’t believe it at first, but I did now. This was the best doing nothing I’d ever known.
Right now, though, I wanted the fucking part of doing nothing. It was hard not to when I had such a virile male specimen at my disposal. There was just somuchof him! His hands were massive and strong, his shoulders impossibly wide, his biceps were as thick as tree branches. And every inch of him was covered in bulging muscles. He was so strong I bet he could snap me in half without even trying.
But he wouldn’t, I knew that. I’d never felt so safe in anyone’s arms before.
He might look like stone, but he radiated heat. When he cradled me in his lap, I relished how his body completely engulfed mine. I never knew I had a kink for size difference before, but I clearly did—and was loving every moment of it.
I tossed my leg over his hips to straddle him and I flattened myself against his broad chest, trying to touch all him at once. His cock hardened between our bodies.
“Lillian…” He said my name in a warning tone. “Keep this up and I’m going to be fucking you again.”
Chapter 17
Gunnar
Lillianshotmeaplayful grin and stretched up to drag her little teeth across my jaw. “Is that a promise? Because we have a whole hour to kill before dinner’s ready.”
My wife didn’t need to ask me twice. I was on her in an instant, pushing her back onto the bed. She was demanding and greedy when it came to sex, and I loved it. If this was pretending, then I wanted to pretend forever. I never wanted this to end.
With her in my arms, I finally felt like I had something that was mine. All mine.
Exposed to the cool air, her nipples stiffened into little buds, and I couldn’t help but brush my thumb over one. I crawled over her and took it into my mouth, lapping the tight bud with my tongue. I licked my way over to the other side and did the same thing to the other one, then lifted my head to admire my work.
I made my way down her body, licking, kissing, and nibbling a trail to her belly. It was so soft and round compared to my chiseled abs, the ultimate in femininity.
Her hands tangled in my hair, urging me lower.
“More, Gunnar. Please.”
I settled in between her knees. She smelled so good, and I hummed in appreciation before licking the length of her slit up to her clit. Lillian let out a shuddering sigh.
Covering her mound with my mouth, I suckled on her clit, rolling my tongue around the little nub before thrusting my tongue into her depths. Her flavor filled my head, obliterating any other thoughts. Her muscles clenched and fluttered around my tongue, trying to grip me. I thrust a few more times before replacing my tongue with two thick digits and moving my mouth to her clit again.
She made a sobbing sound and her fingers tightened in my hair. Her pussy pulsed around my fingers and her channel flooded them with fresh wetness.
I lifted my head to watch her as she writhed on the bed. I reached down with one hand to pump my cock, but I wasn’t ready to fuck her yet. I hauled her up by the knees and shoved a pillow under her ass to get her in a better position, then circled the tiny rosebud that was her back hole with a wet finger. I pressed in slowly. Lillian immediately tensed up.
“Relax, Kitten. This is going to feel so good.”
With my finger still in her, I reached over to the bedside table, where I kept a bottle of oil that I used to slick my hands when I masturbated. Her natural lubrication was enough for my finger, but it’d never be enough for my tail, or my cock.
I drizzled some onto her puckered little asshole, working it in with my fingers.
“You’re mine now. And that means I’m going to claim every part of you, even this. Did you think I was going to forget about it?”
Lillian whimpered and shook her head. Lust filled the air between us. Leaving her empty for a moment, I poured a generous amount of the oil into my palm, passed my tail between my legs to the front, and oiled up the tip.
