As I stand there and watch her remove her soaked underwear, I know this woman is mine. I won’t be letting her go. Not in a week, when the road clears, and not in a year, after she sees what winter is like, not ever.
Stalking towards her slowly, I watch her reaction, any sign of fear, and I’ll pull back, but all I see is desire. Then, I pull her into my arms and kiss her. I don’t voice my worry that I’m too big for her. She’s so small, but when I had my fingers in her a moment ago, she was so wet, that I have hope it’s enough.
I pull back from the kiss, remove my underwear, and let her get a look at the last cock she’ll ever have, even if she doesn’t know it yet.
‘You are so beautiful,’ I say out loud without really thinking.
It’s the truth. She ducks her head and blushes all the way to her chest. It’s the sexiest damn thing I ever remember seeing. Compliments make her blush, and I plan to give them to her daily.
‘Get in the river, Little One,’ I tell her. Partly, because I don’t want her to get cold, but also, because having her on full display, is straining my self-control. I’ll be gentle with her, even if it kills me.
Once she’s in the water up to her knees, she turns to face me. “The water really is warm.” She walks in, until she’s waist deep, and then, she stops and reaches above her head to pull her hair up in the hair tie she brought down with her. I can’t take my eyes off her full, round breasts that are on perfect display. When she steps further into the water, the trance is broken.
I grab the bar of soap and follow her into the water. Taking her hand, I lead her farther into the water and start running the soap over her arms.
When she closes her eyes and almost purrs at my hands on her body, I about lose it. I love touching her supple skin, and knowing how she likes me stroking and caressing her body, it gives me an overwhelming feeling of desire.
I run the soap over every inch of her, avoiding her pussy. Then, she takes the bar of soap from me and runs her hands all over my body, but she avoids my cock. The moment she’s done, I take the soap and toss it back up on the riverbed not even paying attention to where it lands.
Grabbing her hips, I turn her and pull her against me, so her back is pressed to my chest. Then, I lean my head down next to her ear and whisper, as I trail my hand down her belly.
‘Looks like I missed a spot.’ I slide a finger along her slit. ‘It’s my favorite spot too, so I need to make sure it’s nice and clean.’
It doesn’t matter that we are in the water. I can still feel the cream between her thighs, and there’s even more, as I slide a finger into her hot, soft pussy.
‘You feel so warm, wet, and perfect I can’t wait to get my cock in here,’ I say, as hook my fingers and stroke her G-spot.
She throws her head back against my shoulder, pushing her chest out and gasping my name.
Then, I insert a second finger and slowly work on stretching her. She’s tight but so wet. The more I work over her G-spot, the louder she gets. The chances anyone will hear us are slim, but I won’t take any chances with her.
‘Quiet, Little One. I’m not the only mountain man in the woods. They hear you like this, and they’ll be lining up at the river for their turn with you. No one could turn down these perfect breasts,’ I say, pinching one with my free hand.
She bites down on her lip, and then wraps her arms around my neck, as I insert the third finger. The next time I brush her G-spot, her pussy starts pulsing around me.
‘Come for me, Little One. I need you wet, soft, and relaxed. Show me how much you want this cock.’
She loves dirty talk, and it’s enough to push her over the edge. Her scream is so loud, I have to cover her mouth with my hand.
When she begins to calm, she turns to face me with a smile on her face, and I’m not waiting any longer. Lifting her up, she wraps her legs around my waist, as I move us deeper into the river.
A quick glance at our surroundings to make sure we are still alone shows nothing out of place, so I turn my focus back to her.
‘You still want this?’ I ask her.
‘Very much.’ She nods her head.
‘I don’t have a condom, but I’ll pull out,’ I say, wanting to be honest with her.
She shakes her head. ‘I’m on the shot, and I just got one last week, so I’m protected.’
Though, I have to say I’m a bit disappointed there’s something stopping me from getting my girl pregnant, even if the timing isn’t right.
‘You tell me if it hurts. The last thing I ever want is to cause you pain.’ I get slightly anxious at the thought.
She frames my face with her hands. ‘I trust you, My Giant. You aren’t going to hurt me.’
Taking a deep breath, and pushing away all the fears and insecurities, I slowly line myself up at her entrance. As her pussy kisses the tip of my cock, I have to fight from coming on the spot. Not only is she perfect, but it’s been so damn long.
My Little One knows me so well and knows I’m in my head. She runs her hands through my hair and then tilts my head to look her in the eyes.
‘Go slow, My Giant.’ She uses her legs to pull herself closer to me, sliding me the first inch into her. We both pause, and I soak up the feeling of being inside her wet warmth for the first time, even if it’s just the tip.
I watch her face for any sign that this is too much, or that she’s in pain, but all I see is the same desire that was there when I made her come. So, I slowly slide in another inch.
‘I’m okay, Axel. Keep going.’ She wiggles her hips.
Pulling back, until just the tip is still in her, I slowly slide into her again a little deeper this time. The slow drag intensifies every sensation, and the grip she has on my cock is maddening.
‘Fuck, you feel so good, Little One. My control is hanging on by a thread.’ I grit my teeth, trying to keep some control, as she keeps wiggling her hips, trying to take more of me.
Not once does pain cross her face, or does she give me any reason to hesitate, so on the next thrust, I’m going to bottom out.
‘You’re taking all of me, Emelie. There’s no going back. This is the time to tell me if I hurt you.’ I have to know she’s okay.
‘Oh, Axel. You feel so good.’ She digs her heels into my ass and uses me for leverage to slide up and down my length. This woman is the miracle I prayed for but never expected to find.
I soak in the feeling of being balls deep in my Little One. Her tight channel gripping my cock is everything. The smile on her face, as she looks up at me, makes me want to remember every detail about this moment forever.
Then, I grip her ass and take over the thrusting, keeping a slow gentle pace, making sure I’m hitting her clit. With each thrust, the slide of her hard nipples on my chest inches me closer to the orgasm I’m fighting to hold off.
While the emotions are threatening to swallow me whole, the only thing I can concentrate on is wanting to feel her come on my cock. It’s my life’s mission. Since my girl loves dirty talk, that’s exactly what I’ll give her. Picking up my pace, I thrust urgently into her, and I feel her pussy tighten around me.
‘This is what happens when you spend the last week teasing me, Little One. Your little pussy gets wrecked by your big giant. But make no mistake, I am your Giant. This cock is for you. This come is for you. Just as this pussy is mine. Now, you’ll come for me. Let go, Emelie, right now.’
I reach between us and stroke her clit, and the added sensation sets her writhing and bucking, as she comes.
‘Axel, Axel, Axel!’ She chants my name, as her nails dig into my shoulders, her legs lock around my waist and her pussy clamps down on my cock.
When I start to come, the pleasure is so powerful, I have to lock my knees, so we both don’t tumble into the water. It feels like it will never stop, and my cock is demanding I coat every inch of this girl, mark her as mine, so she can never leave.
The moment I can think again, I’m scanning the area and spinning us around to make sure she’s safe. Finding nothing out of place, I soak up her resting on me, and the contented feel of my cock still inside her, and I know, I’m home.
‘That was perfect, Axel, absolutely perfect. But I don’t think I can walk.’
Kissing the top of her head, I hold her close. ‘I’ve got you, always.’
I walk us out of the river and help her get dressed before I dress myself and pack up our things. I pick her up bridal style, and she rests her head on my shoulder, wrapping her arms around my neck and snuggling into me.
The amount of trust she gives me is something I’ll never take for granted. I can’t remember the last time someone had this much faith in me to take care of them. It’s an honor I don’t take lightly, especially here in the mountains, where the danger is much more real than in town.
Once back at the cabin, I decide we’ll skip the traps today and go tomorrow instead, so I take her to our room, and then lay her in our bed. As I gently brush the hair from her face, her eyes pop open, and she stares at me, her intense gaze freezes me in place.
‘You’re mine now, Little One,’ I tell her, wanting to make things clear.
I’m not sure she’ll understand everything that means, but she’ll learn.
‘That’s all I want.’ She gives me a sleepy smile.
Though she says she wants to be here with me, she’s about to learn what that means, what a winter is like to experience, and what living so close to nature entails.
‘Will you be happy here?’ I say, almost as much to myself as to her.
She shifts onto her back to look up at me and takes my hand in hers. Then, she brings it to her lips and gives me a kiss on my knuckles.
‘I love it here in the mountains. I’ve never felt more at home, more at peace. Even though I’ve always hated the city, I didn’t think I had any other choice. You have shown me there are more than desk jobs available.’
‘You will always have a choice with me,’ I tell her, leaning down to give her a soft kiss. ‘We will go check the traps tomorrow. You need your rest today.’
With that, I slide into bed with her, and she curls right up to me.
I had no idea how much she was about to shake up my life.
