“I do because it gives me a new opportunity to hunt for different animals that I can’t find around here. I don’t do it as much as I would like, though. In some places, it’s a crime to hunt, so I just go to get away. If it’s a place where I could hunt, then I’m hunting.”
“I haven’t traveled far in a while. I’ve been too busy with business. Before we know it, spring will be here, and I have to switch out products. The body butters are better in the cold weather, but in the summer, we sell more of the oil.”
The conversation changed back to traveling. We shared the different places we’d gone to over the years. Tumy did a little more traveling than I did.
When the evening rolled around, we cooked dinner together as we talked more. I never talked to a woman for that long, and especially in the same day. It seemed like we would never run out of things to talk about.
“I think it’s time for you to go to bed,” I told her after she yawned a few times.
She stretched her arms and legs. “I think you are right. It has been a long day.”
I stood from the couch and stretched my hand out toward her. She placed her hand in mine and pushed up from the couch.
We walked to the bedroom but stopped when we reached the door.
She leaned against the door, and I stood in front of her. I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek.
Tumy looked up at me, and I licked my lips. I could still taste her on my tongue even after so many hours had passed.
I leaned down and softly kissed her lips.
“Sleep well, Tumy.”
“You too, Major.”
I kissed her one more time. “Call me if you need me instead of using that vibrator.”
Her eyes stretched as she gasped and hit me in the chest.
“You heard me?” she whispered like someone else was in the house with us.
“I did. That was the reason why I ate your pussy. I wanted to hear your moans in person. I loved it, too. I can’t wait to hear it while you’re on my dick.”
I kissed the corner of her mouth, then went to the living room. I’d give her one more night alone, but I would be with her in that bed before our time was over.
I wassurprised at how easily conversations flowed between Major and me. He was nothing like I expected. Major was a little rough around the edges, but he knew how to have a civilized conversation. Even when we disagreed on something, he still talked to me with respect. He knew how to understand my perspective. I liked that about him.
It was hard parting ways with him because I really enjoyed my time with him. I liked that he at least gave himself a chance to pet Sparrow. Some people would act like cats were nasty and wouldn’t touch them or want to be around them.
The snow had come down more overnight, so I took some pictures of it from the window. It was so much I wouldn’t be able to open the door if I tried.
I couldn’t get over the fact that he heard me pleasuring myself. I would die if he knew I visualized him while I did it.
When I woke up and got myself together, I paused when I reached the living room.
Major slept on the floor, and he looked uncomfortable. I should probably ask him if he wanted to sleep in the bed with me for the rest of our time. There was no need for him to sleep on the floor, and I felt comfortable enough with him. I told myself that I was going to live in the moment, so that was what I did. Whatever happened, happened, and by the time I left, I wouldn’t have a single regret.
I went into the kitchen to feed Sparrow and to make breakfast. I didn’t want to wake Major, so I hoped he’d be okay with pancakes.
“Good morning.” Major’s voice sounded deeper than it was the night before as he stood in the entryway of the kitchen.
I turned to face him. “I thought you were still asleep. Sorry if I woke you up.”
He pushed off the door and closed the space between us.
“Nah, you didn’t wake me up. I didn’t sleep well.”
“Sorry. Were you uncomfortable on the floor?”
