Snow and Mistletoe

“Look at me.”

Chapter 8 Alex

Closing my eyes tightly, I fight the urge to keep my face buried in her neck. I don’t want to look at her, but I can’t deny her what she wants.

I look into her beautiful, soft brown eyes, letting her see me. All of me. Her eyes lock with mine, and I wait as they trail down my face and neck. She looks at every mark, then slowly brings her fingertip up to my face, tracing each scar with her gentle touch. Closing my eyes, I breathe in her scent as she explores me.

Having her under my body and rubbing her pussy against my hard cock was my undoing. When I first felt her move earlier, I couldn’t control myself and had her pinned beneath me before I thought about what I was doing. I was already on edge when she wrapped her little compact body around me when she was sleeping. It was like the most natural thing in the world for her to do. Then when she rubbed herself to an orgasm on my cock, I came all over her. The tip of my cock peeked out of the waistband of my underwear as she rubbed up and down, exposing some of me. When I felt her heat through my underwear and then the clenches of her orgasm, I pressed the tip of my cock to her panty-covered clit and came with her. The orgasm was fast and unexpected and did nothing to quench my desire for her. It was merely a small drop from the fountain of need I have for her. In fact, it just intensified it.

When I bolted from the room, I immediately regretted leaving her warmth, and turned, gripping the frame of the door to keep myself from going back in. I didn’t want to frighten her. Not only with the way I look, but by being some kind of animal and cumming on her like that. But the longer I stood out there, the more I realized that Noelle wanted me. She may not have seen the worst of me, but in her sleep she reached for me. And when she woke up, she still wanted to be near me.

Just as I was about to push the door open, there she stood, completely naked. I didn’t stop to think about what I was doing. I just scooped her up and took her back to the bed. I needed her under me, no matter the cost.

As I feel her fingers trail down my chest, I open my eyes to look down at her again. Pressing my hard, underwear-covered cock against her naked pussy, I grind down on her, needing another release.

“Alex,” she whispers, rubbing both of her hands across my chest.

“I have so many things I want to say, Noelle. I don’t know where to begin.” All these words and emotions are running through me, and I’m all jumbled up. I want to fuck her roughly against every available surface, and then I want to make love to her in all the same places. I want to tell her how much I need her and how addicted I am to her, but I don’t want her to reject me. I need to steal this time from her before she finds out how truly gone I am for her and leaves this cabin.

“Make love to me, Alex. Please.” Her eyes meet mine, and I can see need in them. I see something else, too, but I don’t know what it is. Lust? Something stronger?

“I…Noelle.”

“Don’t make me beg.” She laughs a little, running her hands through my hair and then down my face. Suddenly, she sobers a little, holding me tighter. “I’ve never done this before, but I need you, Alex. I feel it deep in my soul. I need you inside me.”

Fuck.

Her words shouldn’t break me in two, but they do. Knowing that she wants part of me inside her body, taking her first. I’ll be the last, too, if I have anything to say about it. Maybe I could chain her to me. Leave something of me inside her so she’ll never be free of me.

Leaning down, I take her lips in a passionate kiss, telling her with my body what I can’t say in words. I kiss down her chin and neck, licking the dip at her collarbone and running my teeth along the sensitive skin there. I feel her shudder under me as I move down, licking each of her nipples and biting the flesh of her breasts. My big hands squeeze them together, loving each one equally.

Noelle’s moans fill the room, and I shiver at her voice. It’s so erotic and sensual. It’s as if all the fantasies I’ve ever had of her reading to me have come to life.

“Talk to me, Noelle. Tell me all the things you want me to do to you. I’m addicted to your voice.”

As I lick down her stomach, still pinching her nipples as I move lower, she starts to tell me what she wants.

“Please, Alex. I need you between my thighs and licking my pussy. Don’t tease me. I’m so close to cumming just having you on top of me.”

Once again the sound of her voice soothes me and makes me impossibly hard. I move down between her legs, shouldering apart her thighs and making room for my broad body.

Pressing my face to her pussy, I inhale her sweetness. Her lower lips, already sticky from her earlier orgasm, dampen with need. I stick my tongue out and flatten it against her clit, giving her long thick licks. Her moans grow louder and louder as I taste her nectar, the flavor coating my tongue and intensifying my addiction. I growl against her pussy, thinking about how it’s untouched and how she wants me to be the one to take it for the first time.

I have no clue how someone so perfect is untouched. How has no one taken her as their own yet? I’ll lock her in my cabin and keep her forever.

Moving down just a little, I stick my tongue inside her, feeling a tight squeeze from her needy pussy.

“Baby, I don’t know if I’ll fit,” I say, kissing the inside of her thigh and moving back up to suck on her clit.

“Fuck!” she shouts, as the suction on her clit makes her back bow off the bed. “I’ll make it. I need you, Alex. Please.”