It’s not so tight that she can’t speak, which she makes clear from the jumble of words leaving her mouth.
“Quill! Stop! Fuck! Oh my gosh! It hurts! At least pull my shirt back down, asshole, the ground is freezing cold!”
The more she resists, the faster and harder I go, trapping her to the ground beneath me, driving my cock into her so relentlessly, she can’t do anything but take it.
“It’s freezing cold, is it?” I breathe in her ear.
“Yes, it is—fuck, Quill, fuck!—so at least let me get up!”
Her protests are increasingly interrupted by loud moans, and I don’t even need to touch her to know she’s soaking wet.
I grab a fistful of clean white snow beside me. “I’m going to do something about that freezing cold,” I say.
Then I lift up her coat and shirt all the way, and bring the snow right onto her back.
“Oh my gosh, Quill!” she squeals.
I drag the snow up and down her spine and she gasps and splutters from the sensation, but I speed up my fucking and tighten my hold around her neck at the same time. She can’t make a sound anymore, though I know she’s still able to breathe. Her hands are the only thing she can move, and she fists them and hits the ground, in her attempt to handle the overwhelming sensations.
Her ass keeps wriggling against me too, and it’s so enticing it makes me drive my cock into her all the harder. Once the first fistful of snow has fully melted, I take more, and this time, I dragit up and down her stomach, rubbing her breasts, making her nipples painfully stiff.
“Qui-i-ll,” she manages to gurgle through the hand still wrapped around her neck. “I want to co-o-me… please…”
“I’ll give your little pussy some attention,” I half-promise.
She senses what I’m up to when I grab yet another fistful of snow, and this time, direct it to her folds. At the same time, I loosen my hold over her neck, because I can sense that breathing is becoming quite a struggle for her.
“No! No, Quill, no!” she squeaks out with her first full breath.
“Yes, Quill, yes!” I tease, and then clamp the snow over her pussy. She shakes violently as I grab her tit with my free hand, and twist the stiff nipple.
She opens her mouth to cry out, or maybe to protest some more, but the fingers twisting her nipple, the snow against her pussy, and my cock driving relentlessly into her ass have her submitting at last. She sags against the ground, her ass still high in the air from the force of my pumps. I push into her a few more times before thick ropes of my seed fill her. Then, groaning, I lie on top of her, encircling her stomach with my arms to warm her up.
I hug her quietly to me for a while, trying to regain my breath, and listening to the sound of her breathing grow steadier.
“You okay, cricket?” I murmur at last.
“Fuck no!”
I smile, knowing her enough by now to realize she’s only trying to provoke me into giving her more. I flip her over to her back.
“You’re so mean,” she pouts. “I was about to come when you put all that snow on my labia. Now I’m all numb down there!”
“Your labia,” I snort, kissing her. “You’re as bad as Josh, with all his nerdiness.”
She grimaces. “I really don’t want to hear his name right now. Even though he’s a lot nicer than you are. You’re just a big bully.”
“Is that so?” I close her coat loosely around her, just enough up to keep her from getting too cold, though I leave her jeans around her ankles. Then I straddle her thighs. “It strikes me I haven’t bullied you half enough.”
“You bullied me plenty,” she lashes out. “All of high school. Bet it gave you a big hard-on, too.”
“It sure did,” I grin. “Didn’t it make your… uh… labia wet, too?”
“No, you sadist!” she cries out, before hedging, “We-e-ll, it probably would have. If I’d known you didn’t hate me.”
A sad little silence follows her words. She seems to regret them, biting down on her lip. I can tell she’s struggling not to apologize, and my own chest constricts as I think back to the painful parts of our past, which I know I’m entirely responsible for.
Abruptly leaning down, I capture her lips. She moans as I push my tongue in, claiming her mouth forcefully. Then her arms shoot up to hug me, but I pin them down again at her sides.
