Page 12 of Her Mountain Man Stalker

I start to pound her tight pussy, slamming into her with my fat cock until wet, smacking sounds fill the bedroom. Scarlett screams, her eyes rolling back, but she can’t move. I’m pinning her down to the mattress with my body, my hands tightening on hers as I fuck her like an animal, deep groans tearing from my throat as I claim my beautiful girl.

“OH GUNNER!” she cries. “OH GUNNER!”

“You said…you were ready…” I growl into her ear as my balls slap against her bare ass. “You told me…not to hold back…well this is what you get, princess.”

“OH YES, OH GOD, YES!”

Scarlett meets me thrust for thrust, her hips bucking wildly against me, taking my cock as deep as she can. The bed creaks loudly beneath us, mingling with Scarlett’s screams as she begs for more.

“PLEASE! OH, PLEASE DON’T STOP!”

She sobs as I pummel her tight pussy, and I look down between us to watch as I sink in and out of her. My shaft is coated in her cream, her tight pink hole stretched around my invading cock, greedily taking every inch of it again and again.

I release one of Scarlett's hands and reach down between us to rub her clit, my fingers pressing against the sensitive nub. Scarlett’s cries reach a fever pitch, and I lean down to kiss her,thrusting my tongue between her plump lips, filling her mouth as I fill her pussy. I want to claim every inch of her; I want her so full of me that she knows she’s mine, mine alone, and nobody else’s.

I can feel Scarlett’s honeyed core starting to clench and tighten, ready to come for me. She’s squeezing my cock so hard that I’m struggling to hold back, but I’m determined to make her come first. I keep on fucking her mouth with my tongue, sinking between her waiting lips each time my cock thrusts inside her pussy. My rhythm is brutal, relentless, and I start to rub her clit faster, savoring the way she screams against my mouth.

“GUNNER!” she cries, the noise muffled against my lips as she goes off like a firecracker, writhing with pleasure beneath me as she comes hard on my cock.

“Fuck,” I grunt as her wet core throbs around me, clenching and releasing. With a strangled cry against Scarlett’s mouth, my cock explodes, spurting hot cum deep inside her. I pant hard, her throbbing pussy milking me dry, squeezing out every drop of my release until my body goes limp.

We stay like that for a while, catching our breath, coming back to ourselves. Eventually, I lift my head off Scarlett’s chest and look into her pretty blue eyes. She’s glowing with happiness as she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down for another lingering kiss, her lips soft and slow against mine.

“That was incredible,” I tell her, still breathing hard.

Scarlett beams. “It really was. I can see what all the fuss is about now.”

I chuckle, running my fingers through her soft brown hair. “What do you say we get in the shower? Clean ourselves up?”

Something naughty flashes across her face. “Sounds like a great plan.”

I grin at her. I can’t remember the last time I smiled this wide, but it’s all because of Scarlett, and it feels so damn good.

“Let’s go, princess,” I say, getting out of bed and scooping Scarlett bridal-style into my arms, just like when I carried her through the forest. Her curvy body is warm and soft against my chest as I carry her into the shower and set her down, turning on the hot water. It streams over our naked bodies, filling the room with steam as I lather soap in my hands. It smells sweet, like honey and vanilla, and I massage it over Scarlett’s soft tits, the pads of my thumbs rubbing against her pebbled nipples. She moans appreciatively, and I lean down to kiss her, my cock already stirring again.

Something tells me the night is only just getting started.

***

I wake up to something soft pressing against my lips. Blinking away sleep, I open my eyes just as Scarlett pulls away from the kiss, smiling sheepishly. She’s fully dressed again in her clothes from yesterday, leaning over the bed to look at me.

“Good morning,” she says, looking so beautiful that I instinctively reach for her, trying to pull her back into bed with me, making her giggle. “No, Gunner, I wish I could but it’s my first day at Mountain Brew, remember? I need to get home and change before my shift starts. I’m already running late.”

She kisses me again, her pouty lips stealing my breath away before she straightens up and gives me a reluctant wave, like she doesn’t want to leave.

“You don’t have to go,” I tell her, my voice deep and rough from sleep.

I want to tell her that she never has to work again. That I’ll take care of her, support her, so she can finally live out her dreams. She said last night that she wants to be an author and that her shitty parents used to mock her for it. I’m determined to make that happen for her, but I’m scared that if I come on toostrong, I’ll freak her out. She has no idea how intense my feelings are, no idea that she dominates my brain, filling my thoughts at every waking moment. I want to tell her, but I can’t risk it. Not yet.

“I wish I could stay,” Scarlett says with a sigh, “but they’re expecting me. I’ll see you later, Gunner.”

“Come over tonight,” I say, my voice coming out firmer than I intended. “Or I’ll come to yours, whatever you want.”

Scarlett smiles, her eyes twinkling. “Sure, I’ll come over later tonight. I’d like that. Thanks again for last night…it was perfect.”

With one last kiss, I wish her luck for her first day before she vanishes from the bedroom. I hear the front door close a few moments later, and I don’t move as I listen to the growl of her car engine before she drives away.

This is fine,I tell myself.I have shit to do today too. I need to head back into the forest, start collecting firewood…

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