As I stand there and watch her remove her soaked underwear, I know this woman is mine. I wonât 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 Iâll pull back, but all I see is desire. Then, I pull her into my arms and kiss her. I donât voice my worry that Iâm too big for her. Sheâs so small, but when I had my fingers in her a moment ago, she was so wet, that I have hope itâs enough.
I pull back from the kiss, remove my underwear, and let her get a look at the last cock sheâll ever have, even if she doesnât know it yet.
âYou are so beautiful,â I say out loud without really thinking.
Itâs the truth. She ducks her head and blushes all the way to her chest. Itâs the sexiest damn thing I ever remember seeing. Compliments make her blush, and I plan to give them to her daily.
âGet in the river, Little One,â I tell her. Partly, because I donât want her to get cold, but also, because having her on full display, is straining my self-control. Iâll be gentle with her, even if it kills me.
Once sheâs in the water up to her knees, she turns to face me. âThe water really is warm.â She walks in, until sheâs 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 canât 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 sheâs 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.
âLooks like I missed a spot.â I slide a finger along her slit. âItâs my favorite spot too, so I need to make sure itâs nice and clean.â
It doesnât matter that we are in the water. I can still feel the cream between her thighs, and thereâs even more, as I slide a finger into her hot, soft pussy.
âYou feel so warm, wet, and perfect I canât wait to get my cock in here,â 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. Sheâs 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 wonât take any chances with her.
âQuiet, Little One. Iâm not the only mountain man in the woods. They hear you like this, and theyâll be lining up at the river for their turn with you. No one could turn down these perfect breasts,â 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.
âCome for me, Little One. I need you wet, soft, and relaxed. Show me how much you want this cock.â
She loves dirty talk, and itâs 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 Iâm 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.
âYou still want this?â I ask her.
âVery much.â She nods her head.
âI donât have a condom, but Iâll pull out,â I say, wanting to be honest with her.
She shakes her head. âIâm on the shot, and I just got one last week, so Iâm protected.â
Though, I have to say Iâm a bit disappointed thereâs something stopping me from getting my girl pregnant, even if the timing isnât right.
âYou tell me if it hurts. The last thing I ever want is to cause you pain.â I get slightly anxious at the thought.
She frames my face with her hands. âI trust you, My Giant. You arenât going to hurt me.â
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 itâs been so damn long.
My Little One knows me so well and knows Iâm in my head. She runs her hands through my hair and then tilts my head to look her in the eyes.
âGo slow, My Giant.â 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 itâs just the tip.
I watch her face for any sign that this is too much, or that sheâs 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.
âIâm okay, Axel. Keep going.â 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.
âFuck, you feel so good, Little One. My control is hanging on by a thread.â 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, Iâm going to bottom out.
âYouâre taking all of me, Emelie. Thereâs no going back. This is the time to tell me if I hurt you.â I have to know sheâs okay.
âOh, Axel. You feel so good.â 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 Iâm hitting her clit. With each thrust, the slide of her hard nipples on my chest inches me closer to the orgasm Iâm 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. Itâs my lifeâs mission. Since my girl loves dirty talk, thatâs exactly what Iâll give her. Picking up my pace, I thrust urgently into her, and I feel her pussy tighten around me.
âThis 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, youâll come for me. Let go, Emelie, right now.â
I reach between us and stroke her clit, and the added sensation sets her writhing and bucking, as she comes.
âAxel, Axel, Axel!â 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 donât 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, Iâm scanning the area and spinning us around to make sure sheâs 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, Iâm home.
âThat was perfect, Axel, absolutely perfect. But I donât think I can walk.â
Kissing the top of her head, I hold her close. âIâve got you, always.â
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 Iâll never take for granted. I canât remember the last time someone had this much faith in me to take care of them. Itâs an honor I donât take lightly, especially here in the mountains, where the danger is much more real than in town.
Once back at the cabin, I decide weâll 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.
âYouâre mine now, Little One,â I tell her, wanting to make things clear.
Iâm not sure sheâll understand everything that means, but sheâll learn.
âThatâs all I want.â She gives me a sleepy smile.
Though she says she wants to be here with me, sheâs about to learn what that means, what a winter is like to experience, and what living so close to nature entails.
âWill you be happy here?â 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.
âI love it here in the mountains. Iâve never felt more at home, more at peace. Even though Iâve always hated the city, I didnât think I had any other choice. You have shown me there are more than desk jobs available.â
âYou will always have a choice with me,â I tell her, leaning down to give her a soft kiss. âWe will go check the traps tomorrow. You need your rest today.â
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.