I slid my middle finger to her drenched opening, circling it as her mouth opened slightly. Her lips glistened from the recent swipe of her tongue, and I reveled in how goddamned sexy she was. Pressing my finger to her deepest place, I slowly began to ease inside...
“Oh, god...” she whimpered, that tongue darting out again, surging another round of blood straight to my cock.
“Jesus, you’re so tight, baby,” I rasped, my brain exploding with how good her untried little pussy would feel wrapped around my dick. I slid my finger to the hilt before slowly retreating and slipping it back inside her sweet body.
“Do you like this, sweetheart?” I asked, working in smooth, measured strokes.
“More...” she demanded, and I breathed a laugh.
“Like this?” I pressed two fingers inside her, loving how her eyes widened as she gripped my thighs.
“Like that...Nick...just like that...”
I rested my forehead against hers, unable to deny myself the pleasure of tasting her. Pressing my lips to hers, I surged my tongue inside her mouth, sliding over her tongue as my fingers fucked her tight pussy.
She moaned into my mouth, her back arching as I took her higher. Our tongues twined and tasted as I gathered more of her sweet honey on my fingers. Moving them up to her clit, I began to circle the little nub in firm, concentric strokes.
“Oh,fuck, you’re going to make me come,” she rasped into my mouth.
“You’re goddamned right I am,” I growled, sucking her tongue between my lips as I circled her swollen bud. “I’m going to stroke this sweet little pussy until you scream like the good girl you are...” I increased the pace of my fingers as tiny purrs of pleasure escaped her throat. “Isn’t that right, Alexis?”
“Yes, sir,” she moaned.
I gently bit her lower lip, sucking it between my teeth as her words set every cell of my body on fire. “You little tease. How do you know to say that to me? It’s so fucking hot.”
Her eyelids lifted and she gazed deep into my eyes. “Because I get you,” she whispered, “and you get me.”
The sentiment of her sweet words washed over me, making it impossible to pretend this was just carnal pleasure to affirm we’d survived a harrowing ordeal. My heart pounded in my chest as I acknowledged how true her words were; how similar we were in so many ways, even if stark differences also remained.
“It’s okay,” she said, lifting her hand to my chest and massaging my pec, directly over my heart. “I know it’s a lot. It’s overwhelming for me too.”
I captured her lips again, done with talking as I vowed to send her over the edge. Tiny mewls leapt from her throat as her body tightened beneath me, her muscles quivering as she reached for the pinnacle.
My fingers circled her engorged clit, the pace fast and firm, and suddenly, she snapped in my arms. My name on her lips was heaven as she reached her peak, her body quaking in my arms as I stroked her.
Her fingernails dug into my shoulder as she anchored herself, and I reveled in the tiny picks of pain, wanting her to mark me as I claimed her with my fingers.
She shuddered and moaned, her body falling lax in my arms. I glided my hand out from under her pants and wrapped my arms around her, loving how perfectly she fit against my body. Sighing with pleasure, she turned her head to lick the sheen of sweat that had formed on my neck as she nuzzled into me.
“Fuck, that felt so good...” she mumbled, her words vibrating against my skin. “Now I need to do you.”
“No one’s losing their virginity tonight,” I teased, stroking her hair. “That was for you, princess.”
“You can lose your virginity to me,” she said, giggling as I grinned, my chin resting on her hair. “I won’t tell anyone you’re a thirty-year-old virgin.”
“I might as well be. I’ve never come close to wanting someone the way I want you.”
“Aw.”
We stayed like that for what seemed like forever, safe in the cabin as howling wind whipped the snow under the darkened sky outside. Eventually, she began to snore against my chest. I slowly rose, holding her in my arms as I carried her to the mattress. Pulling back the covers, I lay her on the soft padding before covering her with the blankets.
I added a few more logs to the fire and yawned, ready to sleep so I could continue to heal. Once the snow stopped and I was able to hike without a concussion, we’d need to venture out and find a way home.
But for now—for this one moment—I was content to be with Alexis and appreciate the fact that we hadn’t died at the hands of John’s men.
“Nick?”
I turned to see her under the covers, her hair splayed out across the pillow as she stretched her hand toward me.
