Page 21 of A Runaway Bride For Christmas
“Are you ready?”
She nods, and her eyes flicker with excitement, the same excited look she gets when she’s skiing. I’ll spend the rest of my life making this woman excited.
I grab her hips and thrust the final few inches inside. Allie arches her back and cries out, her eyes screwing up in pain.
“Look at me,” I tell her, my voice raspy as every nerve ending in my body comes alive.
She opens her eyes and we stare at each other, the love flowing between us. And I know for as long as I live that I’ll never forget this moment. The first time I claimed my woman, the first time we connected and came together.
Slowly I move, rocking her hips against me until I feel her relax. Her pussy feels too good, and if I move faster, I’ll lose it. Besides, I want to take my time. To savor this moment, with my woman naked in the moonlight while the cool air nips at our bodies.
But Allie has other ideas. Her legs wrap around my back and she leans back, drawing me deep inside her as she wiggles her hips.
“Allie…” I warn, “I won’t last long if you wiggle like that.”
“Good,” she moans. “I want you to lose control, Hans. I want you to fuck me like a nymph.”
A she says it, she leans back again so her tits push out, catching the moonlight. It’s so fucking erotic. My cock jerks, and I grip the base of it to stop from coming.
“Fuuck.”
She leans right back on the boulder and stretches her arms above her head. Her hips angle upwards, and my cock slides deeper into her.
Allie cries out, and the noise she makes has my balls pulling up tight.
With my hand on her hips and her legs wrapped around me, I slam into her, each movement making her body shudder and her tits bounce.
“Hans!” she cries out, and the sound of my name on her lips is almost my undoing.
“Allie,” I cry as I thrust into her jerking her body in the moonlight. She’s the mountain nymph come to lead me astray, and willingly, I go.
Her cries reach a high pitch. Then her pussy convulses and she screams my name into the mountain. As she comes I let myself go, slamming her against the boulder and burying my dick deep inside her cunt. I’m over the edge and plunging into Allie. Her body glows beneath me, and stars shoot from the sky. The trees whisper, and all the pent up yearning from the last two years explodes into Allie.
I give her everything I have, all my longing, my self-loathing and doubt, and she takes it all and turns it into acceptance and belonging and love.
This is where I belong, on the side of a mountain with my cock buried in Allie.
Afterward, I cover us with the blanket and we lie under the stars talking until we’re too cold to stay out any longer.
Only then do we trudge back to the cabin and fall asleep wrapped in each other’s warmth.
11
ALLIE
Istir awake to sunlight teeming through the curtains of the cabin. Hans has an arm draped over my hip and I snuggle into him, enjoying his sleepy warmth. My body hurts in ways which all feel good, from the skiing and from the sex. There’re scrapes on my elbows from the boulder we made love against, and my thighs ache.
My body hurts, but my heart is full.
Last night was the best night of my life, and this morning, waking up with Hans next to me is already my second favorite day.
“Morning.” He stirs next to me, his features softened by sleep.
“Morning,” I say shyly. Because while this feels right to me, I have no idea what Hans is thinking. He’s said some nice words, but I don’t know what’s real. Am I just another tourist to him, or does he feel the same way I do?
“I could get used to this.” Hans reaches for me and plants a kiss on my lips. My aching body comes alive, and I wiggle around so I’m pressed against him. He’s hard already, and his dick crushes against my belly.
“I could get used to this too.”
