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“Found you so easily my little pet.”
“Oh no!” She screams into the night air as I grab her arms and drag her out from the branches, through the snow, watching it bunch up on her bare feet that are already bright red from the cold.
“You need to hide better than that my bunny, because the big bad wolf sniffed you out too fast.”
She grunts as I lift her and toss her over my shoulder, smacking her ass and walking through the powder to the largest of the pine trees in the line, that has a bare trunk near the bottom. I swat her butt again and she cries out loudly, kicking her feet, trying, but not really giving too much effort into getting away. She wants this as much as my rock-hard dick does.
The bark of the tree scrapes her back when I toss her down and against it, taking the chain from my hand and wrapping it around her body and the tree, locking the carabiner clip on the end to itself to keep her restrained right where I need her.
She’s panting in both excitement and hesitation as I reach into my pocket and pull out the knife I now want to carry everywhere, because she loves it. Her jeans slice easily, the denim falling away in large chunks as I destroy them with the sharp blade and she’s left bottomless. Her top splits open down the front like tissue paper, the sides fluttering away from her body in the cold breeze that rustles the trees around us.
Her perfect tits are bared to my eyes, my hands, and my mouth, and they’re so beautifully covered with goosebumps that roughen up and pucker the skin.
“I think these things need to be warmed up a little.” I say as I take off my belt with a single pull. “But first…”
I watch her emerald eyes grow large when I place the leather belt against her throat and wrap it around the tree behind her, pinning her neck to the wood. It’s not too tight, she can still breathe, but with the chain around her abdomen and the leather around her neck, she’s trapped, ensnared by the hunter like the prey she is.
Yanking down my pants, I grab her thighs and lift them, wrapping them around my waist, and lean into her. My dick brushes against her soaked little cunt, and I lean my head down, taking her tits in my hands and mouth.
She moans loudly, grabbing my head in both hands, holding on for dear life as I squeeze those perky things together and suck both of their nipples into my mouth at the same time.
“Oh Adrian. Yes.”
“Mmmm.” I moan around her breasts, sucking them hard, grinding my cock against her pussy, seeking entrance into her wet heat.
The icy air is replaced with heavenly heat as I plunge my dick into her in one hard thrust, opening her up, making her cry out over my head.
“Oh hell yeah, bunny.” I growl, feeling my cock warm, instantly being coated with the juices that pour out of her.
She takes me like she was made for me as I start a punishing rhythm, thrusting in and out of her like it’s the last fuck I’m ever going to have, slamming her hips back against the tree, knowing it’s scraping her skin.
She moans and whimpers, holding onto me, her legs dangling behind me, her ankles and heels hitting my ass as I fuck her harder and harder.
“Sir!” She screams when I bottom out in her, feeling her soft cervix on the head of my cock.
“No. Call me Adrian out here. Sir will be for at Kelly’s later.”
“Adrian.” She says softer, her hands working in my hair, scratching my scalp as I take her deeper, and harder, splitting her in two against the pine tree.
I’m breaking her body, cutting her ass, and sucking her soul out through those little hard nipples in my mouth, and she’s riding it out like the perfect thing she is.
“I love you Millie.” I grunt around her breasts, then pop them out of my mouth and attack her with a kiss so deep that she can’t reply to me, but that’s okay.
I know she feels for me like I do her. She’s said it before. Right now I don’t need words, her body tells me everything I need to hear.
The world is silent around us, the night having fallen away, the trees around us have disappeared, and the only thing that exists anymore is our two bodies and hearts coming together as one, in nature, in the open, where God himself can see.
“I’m going to cum baby. You ready?”
“Yes. Give it to me.” She begs as I release her tongue from my mouth.
“Beg for it.”
“Please Adrian, let me have your cum. Fill my cunt with it. I want it. I need it.” She begs, her lips trembling in her need, her body shaking from both the cold and the heat of our fucking.
“Take it, take it all.” I say, freezing in place, my hips stopping, my body becoming rigid.
The only thing moving on me is the galloping of my heart as I dump spurt after spurt of my seed into her, filling her little channel, cream pieing that snatch that I own and that owns me just as much.
