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Giada crawled up my body, laying kisses as she went. I held onto her arms and flipped her onto her back. I positioned myself between her legs and brought my dick up to her entrance.

She lifted her hips in response. “Fuck me. Please. I need it.”

“Oh,” I groaned. “You sound so good when you beg, pussy cat.”

“Fuck me, Bowen. Please. It's all I can think about.”

“Me too.” I slipped inside and we both cried out in pleasure. I filled her to the brim, balls deep, the perfect fit.

I moved slowly, her wetness soaking my cock, as she got used to my size. It didn't take long before her hips met my thrusts and soon, we went wild. We fucked like two animals, grinding and skin slapping, the heady scent of sex filling the room around us.

Moving Giada to her side, I laid behind her and slid my cock in. With one hand on her gorgeous tits and the other gripping her hip, I fucked her hard. Over and over again.

I let go of her breasts and moved my hand down to her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub.

Mere minutes later, Giada screamed my name as she came hard on my cock, her pussy walls squeezing and flexing.

It sent me over the edge, my orgasm exploding through me as pleasure flooded my veins.

I held her against me, not pulling out yet, as our heavy breathing marched breath for breath. “You're fucking amazing pussy cat.” I kissed the back of her head.

“No that's you.”

“Give me ten and I'll be ready to go again.”

Giada laughed. “We're gonna have a busy night.”

“We sure are. Get ready for the time of your life.”

We spent the night in each other’s arms only sneaking out of bed for bathroom breaks and snacks. The snow came down hard and one look out the window told me we were snowed in.

Yet I didn't care. I had Giada with me. That's all I needed.

The next morning, I cooked her breakfast, a full course meal of pancakes, eggs, bacon, toast, and hash browns. I served it to her in bed, surprising her with it as she woke up, her hair tousled from sleep.

“Hey pumpkin, I've got breakfast for you sleepy head.” I set the tray down on the bed, two steaming hot plates of food and two mugs of coffee, all for us.

“Wow you made all of this?” Giada asked as she scooted to a sitting position while brushing wild hair out of her face.

“Yep. You were sleeping so well I didn't want to wake you.”

“Thank you, Bowen. It's so sweet of you.”

“You're welcome.”

We are and talked about the storm, the snow still coming down hard. After finishing, she sent out some texts to her family, letting them know she'd be staying with me for a few days. “If that's okay with you of course?”

“You belong in my bed, pussy cat.”

She blushed like a schoolgirl and I fucking loved it.

After a long hot shower where we ended up having sex again, we bundled in warm clothes and headed outside. I wanted to snow blow some of the driveway and Giada offered to help.

As I got the snowblower started, something hard and cold hit my back.

I turned around and there stood Giada smiling like a goon.

“Did you just throw a snowball at my back?”