All around us light snow falls behind the glass, looking almost unreal in its beauty. The porch area is built to overhang the rock formation, so it’s like we’re suspended in midair. The frozen lake glistens behind him in the light of the emerging stars and moon.
And yet none of that is as powerful as the way his eyes glimmer as he consumes me with them.
He steps out of the tub, water sluicing down him, and prowls across the heated decking toward me.
“Fucking hell, Winter,” he snarls. “I knew you were going to look damn perfect in that bikini, but this is something else.”
“Really?” I say. “Because, honestly, I was thinking I looked like a whale.”
His expression shifts, looking almost wounded.
“You’re curvy body is perfection made flesh, you’re a plus size goddess, Winter. Don’t ever forget that. In fact, if you keep talking about yourself like that, I might have to punish you.”
My body tenses, and my clit tingles. Goosebumps prickle my skin despite the heat and I feel my nipples harden, and Wayne must notice, too, because his eyes flit to my bikini top.
“Punish me?” I whisper.
Be brave. This is it.
“Why do you say that like it’s a bad thing?”
He makes an animal groaning sound as he surges forward. I gasp as his hands grab onto my shoulders as he guides me to the edge of the hot tub. I squeal and grip the edge, leaning forward instinctively as he moves up behind me and slides his hands up my thighs, gripping harder the closer he gets to my sex.
“That ass,” he growls, sounding fascinated and horny at the same time. “Jesus, I need to see how it bounces when I take you. I need to bury my cock deep inside of you. Fuck, I can’t be strong. I can’t tease you. I need to feel you now.”
He yanks down my bottoms and I step out of them, ignoring my nerves, ignoring my doubts.
I want this.
My womb is screaming at me to take him, all of him, everything he has to give.
I look over my shoulder and see the need in his eyes, the way his manhood pulses in his grey swimming shorts, a solid outline of thick meaty lust that trembles and shifts around in the fabric enclosure.
“Stick your ass out,” he groans. “I need to see that pussy.”
“Like this?” I whimper, my body guiding me.
My heartbeat is still thundering in my chest and my mouth is dry, but I push past it.
I focus on Wayne.
I focus on his large body, every inch of him heaving and taut, the veins in his forearms standing out as he strokes his hands over my ass cheeks.
All around us the world is a blanket of snow and ice, and as I stick my ass further and further out toward him, I feel like the old Winter is getting sucked up into the world, whooshed away, and a new woman has taken her place.
A better woman, one who doesn’t always have to live in a prison of self-consciousness.
“Look at you,” he breathes. “A sweet wet treat just for me. Are you going to be a good virgin and cream on my fingers before I slide into your tight fucking hole?”
“Y-yes,” I whimper, as he circles my hole with his middle finger, his other hand stroking his manhood up and down the entire length.
I hear my voice rising, quivering into the air when he slides his finger inside of me, a smooth motion that feels creamy as he slides deep inside of me, his knuckles pressed against my ass cheeks as he begins to move his finger in small circles around a searing spot within.
“Oh, Jesus,” I whisper. “You’re stroking some—something, Wayne. Oh, God.”
“Like this?” he snarls, moving his finger quicker, tickling and teasing a deep spot inside of me.
“Y-yes,” I cry, vision blurring as I turn to the wintry wonderland and push back against his hand, pinned against him.
“You need to cream for me,” he growls. “I can’t look at you, fucking feel you, much longer without losing control on that virgin pussy. Cream for me, Winter. Cream. Now.”
I gasp as his words trigger something inside of me, an effect I never would’ve guessed at, a waterfall of sensation flowing through me and gushing all over his hand.
I realize I’m crying out, loudly, my voice like the whistling winter wind outside the enclosed window, my body so hot I’m shocked the frozen lake doesn’t melt and flood the clearing.
My legs tremble and my hole goes tight as I squeeze my legs together, trapping him deep inside of me
“Jesus,” he groans. “Your come is spilling down your legs. You look fucking perfect. I can’t stop myself any longer. You’re too goddamn tight and sexy.”
I turn my head to look at him again.
Through the haze of my orgasm, I can make out his hands tugging at his shorts.
He peels them down and then his manhood springs up, a huge pole of flesh with a dollop of shiny precome glistening at the end like a melting snowdrop.
His body is rock-solid, as though he’s carved from ice, and his eyes are captivated as he guides the tip of his engorged manhood toward my entrance.
He tickles it against me, causing my body to twitch and writhe with the force of his touch.
“Oh, God,” I whimper. “You’re such a dirty freaking tease, Wayne.”
“Why?” he smirks, voice deep, clearly loving every sinful second of this.
He paints my pussy with his precome, skirting around my hole and then up and down my lips. He brings himself closer to me, nearly plunging right up inside of me that my womb starts to scream for him to do it, to do it freaking now.
“You—know—why,” I say, struggling to force the words out.
“You want it,” he snarls. “Don’t you, Winter?”
“Yes,” I wail.
“Then tell me,” he growls, his beast unleashing, everything in him raging like an inferno. “Tell me how badly you want my cock, my seed.”
“I want it so freaking bad,” I moan. “I want to feel you in my virgin pussy, Wayne. Only you.”
I lick my lips, wondering briefly if I sound ridiculous.
But then Wayne makes a groaning noise and I know he wants me to go on.
I can read him right now, our bodies not the only thing naked and bared to each other.
“I want to feel your seed pulsing deep inside of me. I want you to make me pregnant. Oh, God, I don’t care if it’s crazy. I don’t care if it doesn’t make any sense. My womb is begging for your—Ahhhhh.”
I have to bite down as he drives his cock deep inside of me, falling forward so that his abs press flatly against my ass cheeks, causing me to push back and feel the tensed muscles of his body so close to me.
I bite down even harder as his cock inches deeper inside of me, more and more, until for a moment I’m not sure I can take him. My pussy screams at his irrepressible size, bulging against the walls of my pussy.
“God, you’re so big,” I gasp.
“And you’re so tight,” he snarls, leaning over and biting my neck softly. “You’re my tight little virgin, my curvy queen, and in a second you’re going to open for me and I’m going to take you hard, Winter, fuck you raw, because you bring out the beast in me.”
As if his words are magic, a second later I feel my pussy opening for him, and then all the discomfort melts away and a fiery warmth washes through me, captivating my pussy as his cock pulses inside of me.