Page 18 of Aspen Heat
His words make me smile and I let my nails run along his back, not quite hurting him, but making a point that I'm all in this beautiful moment that is happening between us. He presses his forehead against mine and our breath mixes together.
Beads of sweat appear on our bodies as the intensity and the fire between us grows. Aspen keeps a steady rhythm with his thrusts that is almost hypnotizing and it lets me relax into it, so much so that when my orgasm starts to build, I'm there for it.
"Aspen, I'm getting close."
He starts placing soft kisses all over my face and on my lips. The gesture makes me feel cared for and safe and my heart starts beating faster as we race to a fulfilling finish line.
"Do you want to ride me? Take control of your own pleasure?"
I'm not sure if that's what I want, but I nod anyway and he flips us so fast a laugh comes out of me. Suddenly I'm on top with him buried to the hilt inside me. I roll my hips gently at first, feeling out this position I've never been in.
"Take your time, kitten. I love watching you like this. You look like a goddess."
His words make me blush and give me the confidence I lack to start riding him, hard. That's what I do. I let myself go and ride him. He places his strong, capable hands on my hips and guides me along, always helping and never taking over.
As my pussy devours his cock, we lock gazes. There's something there I can't quite put my finger on, but it makes my heart bloom and this time my orgasm blindsides me. I've never come this hard, and I scream his name for all the mountain to hear.
When I've ridden through the tremors in my pussy, I collapse on top of him and feel his arms go around me, making sure I'm cared for. I swear every touch from this man convinces me that there's something deeper going on between us and I don't know if I should be happy or run for the hills.
Then I realize he's still hard inside me and feel embarrassed that I haven't taken care of his needs. I start to get back up but he won't let go of me. I'm trapped in his arms.
"Don't go, kitten. I like you like this, all relaxed and happy."
"But you…haven't…"
"You want my cum, kitten?"
"Yes."
In seconds I'm flipped onto my back and feel him thrusting inside me again. I'm so relaxed and loose that I just spend the moment watching him as he's watching me. The connectiongrows between us and his movements start to become faster and more erratic.
It's not long before I hear him groan and feel myself being filled to the brim with his hot cum. When I think he's going to collapse on top of me he pulls to the side and flops right next to me. Then he's pulling me into his strong arms.
"Thank you, Aspen."
"You don't need to thank me, kitten."
"Those were my firsts orgasms ever."
"I'll kill him." His body tenses with his anger.
"It doesn't matter."
"The hell it doesn't."
"I'm just glad for this moment here with you."
These words seem to make him relax a bit and I'm glad for it. I realize Aspen's protective instincts were probably awakened at my words. My past is over, though, and I made it out and built my new life here in Black Timber Peak Mountain.
"You know you can tell me anything, kitten. No matter what it is, I'm here for you."
His words make me realize that I've never told my story to anyone other than my therapist and that maybe this is the chance I need to get it off my chest. Will he understand, though, or will he judge me for staying with a man who abused me?
I don't realize I'm stuck inside my own thoughts until I feel his warm kiss on my forehead. I brace myself and get ready to tell my story.
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ASPEN
