Page 5 of Their Steamy Cabin

Savvy takes a bite of stew, hesitates due to its heat, but with some blowing, starts to indulge with me. A few bites later and she’s enjoying it, slurping up every bit of the gravy along with it. She finishes before I do, even with the bit of a headstart that I had.

With an empty bowl in front of her, she turns that slight shade of red again. “Uh, sorry. I didn’t mean to eat so fast.”

“Don’t be. A girl who ain’t afraid to eat is hotter than all hell. Did you want another bowl? There’s plenty left.”

“Oh, no. I’m fine. I know if I eat too much, I’ll feel it in the morning.”

I chuckle. “Then it’ll be there the next time you’re hungry. Mi casa es su casa, or however it goes.” I finish my bowl and set it down on the table.

Savvy is still pretty nervous. I lean into her, throwing my hand over her shoulder and pulling her close, which she gladly accepts.

It’s weird for me. I’m usually slow when it comes to girls. I like to let the romance simmer just like the stew, and take my time, to see if we’re really compatible at all, or if we’re just going to end up wasting one another’s time. With Savannah here, I don’t need time to gauge all that. I can’t help but look at her and feel instant desire for her.

Sure, her being damn near naked already, and on a bearskin rug next to me, certainly helps things, but I feel like even without that, I know that my heart aches for her.

“What now?” she asks. “What do you usually do at night?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t have a whole lot of plans. Was just going to see how it went.” The rain patters hard against the roof, the thunder still rumbling in the distance. We’re both going nowhere.

A less-savory man would exploit this fact. That she’s here all alone, in my place, nowhere to go, miles away from civilization.

I don’t want to be like that. But I can’t deny I want her so damn bad.

I also know she wants me. The coy way she keeps looking at me. How her eyes are basically fucking me as they run down my body, looking at the growing bulge in my jeans.

Luckily she makes the decision for me.

She leans in and her lips press to mine. A kiss, sudden, yet powerful. She draws me close. My tongue pushes in, and they weave in with one another. With that one hesitancy overcome, we’re all over one another. She’s a fantastic kisser, and I give my hands permission to roam her body, feeling the softness of her skin. I push the robe off her shoulders and reveal those plump, luscious breasts of hers. My cock throbs, the beauty of her bare tits greater than what my imagination had suggested. I take them into my hands, squeeze them, feel her shudder in my arms.

Savvy’s hands wander my body, too, running her fingers through the coarseness of my body hair, down toward the button of my jeans. She undoes it, showing me that she absolutely knows what she wants, and what she wants is me.

“You really want to go and do this with a guy you just met?” I ask, hit with a bit of worry that she might be feeling pressured, given I had whisked away from her car into a remote cabin with no one around for miles.

“So much has gone wrong for me today, and you’re the first thing that’s right to happen to me in a long time.”

I smile. “I ain’t going to fight you too hard on it, just saying you don’t owe me anything for helping you.”

She drops her robe from her shoulders revealing her voluptuous naked form. “Don’t overthink it. I want this. I need this.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I reply, awestruck by the sheer gorgeousness that’s in front of me. As if she didn’t make her intentions clear enough, she yanks my jeans down my legs, taking my boxer briefs along with them.

My cock springs to life in front of her. She wraps her hand around it, gently caressing it and making me shudder. She kisses me on the cock, and runs a little lick down my shaft, massaging my balls with her tender touch. She laps at me, slurping me, and teasing me every which way short of taking me into her mouth.

Again, I didn’t help her because I wanted to get my dick sucked.

But I ain’t going to complain about it either.

She slips me between those luscious lips of hers, and I’m in fucking heaven. Every little thing she does makes her more and more the sexiest woman I’d ever laid eyes on. As her tongue twists around my length, I stumble back onto my couch, her following to keep up her worship of me. Her head bobs up and down on my shaft, and I’m struggling with the sheer intensity of everything I’m feeling. I damn near think I’m going to burst, and I usually didn’t come this easily.

Running my hands through her hair, enjoying its soft beauty, I seize up, my hand fisting up involuntarily as she sucks me particularly hard. “I’m going to burst inside that pretty little mouth of yours if you keep that up,” I breathe out with some difficulty.

She lets me slip out of her mouth only to continue massaging me. “Is that a problem?”

“Yeah, because I want to have something left to fuck you with, and there ain’t going to be anything left if you keep sucking me like that.”

Savvy laughs as she climbs up onto the couch with me, straddling me. My cock throbs against her slit, and I can feel how wet she is. Just from sucking me a bit. Damn, this woman is a keeper.

We share another kiss, it being as intense and wonderful as it was before. I bring a finger to her clit, throbbing in my fingers as I stroke her back. I would have returned the favor and gone down on her creamy little cunt, but I could tell that she’s more than eager and willing to get right to the main event. Besides, I’m getting the feeling that I’m going to have no shortage of opportunities to please her in the future. This is going to be the first chapter in our wonderful little love story.

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