When Kodiak touches my pussy, I feel faint. It’s just #a DreamComeTrue.

"You like that?" he asks as we move to my messy bed. He doesn’t seem to mind that the blankets aren’t pulled nice and neat. In all honesty, he doesn’t seem to care about anything besides looking deeply into my eyes and watching my reaction as he flutters his fingers against my entrance.

"Yes," I moan. "I really, really like it." My head falls to my pillow and my core tingles in anticipation for more. When I reach to touch his cock, I am met with an urgency--he is hard, so big, and I know he is going to ruin me for all other men.

Good. I want to be ruined by Kodiak. I’ve been with guys before, but I have never, ever been with a man. Especially not a mountain man like Kodiak. His body is a chiseled piece of art. And I know I’m staring but I don’t care. I want him to know how delicious I find him.

He kneels before me on the bed, his hands easing my thighs apart. "I want to see that pink little pussy of yours, Kensie."

I drop my knees, giving him what he wants. All of me. "You like?"

He gives me the biggest smile I’ve ever seen cross his face. He likes people to think he’s a big, bad wolf but truth is, he’s a bear. A protector. A hero if I ever saw one. He knows what I need and he’s making sure I have it.

And what I need is him.

"God, Kensie," he says, running his hand over me, his fingers dipping in my folds. "You’re so wet."

"I’ve wanted this since we met," I admit, looking up at the ceiling, my fingers gripping my sheets. He is undoing me one stroke at a time. My pussy can’t handle much considering it’s been fantasizing about this for months.

He knows what he’s doing to me, making me dizzy with desire. He lowers his head and begins to lick me up and down and I don’t hold back. I moan as he sucks my hot little clit, as he runs his tongue up and down my slit, sending shivers of pleasure over my skin.

His beard tickles me, makes me think of the thousand times I’ve pictured him between my legs, his mouth fucking me until I forget to breathe and right now, it is actually happening. Him. Me. Us.

I’m smiling as if I’ve just entered Disneyland for the first time in my life. I’m delirious. Being in this bed with Kodiak is like being on a rollercoaster that only goes up.

"Oh, Kodiak," I groan as he adds a finger to my pussy, then another, getting me ready for his long, hard cock. I’m so slick, and the dreamy look in his eyes tells me he loves touching me as much as I enjoy it.

"I love it when you say my name," he says, kissing my entrance as he fingers me. "But I want you to scream it when you come, do you understand?"

I love how he is taking control; he is a man who knows what a woman needs, and it sends a thrill through me, that at this moment I am his. He’s taking care of me in a way no man ever has before.

I pull him to me, wanting his cock to sink deep inside of me. I lead him to where he needs to go. Home.

"Oh yeah," he groans, his hand holding the side of my face. I lean into him, biting his thumb. "You taste sweeter than whipped cream, Kensie," he tells me as his cock begins to fill me. His muscular arms are on either side of me, and I feel like I’m in a Kodiak-cocoon as I am nestled under him.

"Oh Kodiak," I whimper as his thickness begins to fill me.

"You okay, sweetie?" he asks, his eyes on mine. He sees me. He knows me. And yes, we’ve only chatted over the counter, but now with him in my bed, in the most intimate position, it feels familiar, it feels right.

"This is what I want: you and me." I think about what Matilda said -- say what you want -- and so I do. "Living here in Linesworth," I pant as he begins to move against me. "A life together."

"You see all that when you look at me?" he asks as I run my hand over his thick beard. God, I’ve been dying to do that for ages.

"Too much?"

He shakes his head. "No such thing as too much."

I laugh, feeling so free and alive and wanted. Kodiak kisses me as he takes me, his fingers thread through mine as we find a rhythm.

"God, you make me feel so damn happy," he tells me, thrusting deep inside me, making me cry out in pleasure. My legs wrap around him, and we roll over so I’m straddling him.

"I know you like riding bikes," I say as he presses his hands to my breasts. "But I like riding you."

"That’s cheesy as fuck, Kensie."

"What’s wrong with that?"

"Nothing."

"Good."

He looks up at me with eyes filled with stars and in them, I see my reflection. I make a wish, for this night with my mountain man to never end.

When we come, it’s hard and I scream his name as a wave of pleasure ripples through me. "Oh, Kodiak, yes, yes, oh yes!"

And he grins, wrapping his arms around me, his warm come shooting deep inside my cunt, my core alive with his seed and my pussy humming from his release.

"I like it when you scream my name."

"Good," I say, licking my lips. "Because after this benefit, I plan on screaming it a lot more." I press my hands against his rock-hard chest, relishing this moment with him in my bed, pinned beneath me. With a playful smile, I add, "Now, help me find something to wear."

Kodiak grins. "All right, but one request."

"What’s that?"

He pulls me in for another kiss. "No panties."