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“I know, but once isn’t enough… not for all this.”
We both put down our glasses and I take her hand in mine, raising it to my lips and kissing her palm. She keeps her eyes fixed on mine, and although I’m tempted to tell her I’m in love with her, it can wait. We’ve got all weekend, after all…
The steak was so tender, it melted in the mouth and I have to admit, the dressing was superb, but once we’ve finished, I offer to clear away and wash up.
“That’s the one downside, I’m afraid… there’s no dishwasher.”
Ella smiles up at me as I get to my feet.
“Let me help.”
“Absolutely not. You go sit down.”
She doesn’t argue, but having driven up here and cooked a delicious dinner, she’s entitled to be tired, and she takes her wine and wanders over to the couch, sitting down on it and putting her feet up. She watches while I clear the table and even when I turn my back to wash the dishes, I can feel her eyes on me.
Fortunately, it doesn’t take too long, and I’m soon wiping down the work surfaces and drying my hands. When I turn around again, she’s still staring at me and I smile across at her.
“Do you want to sit up for a while?”
She shakes her head, biting on her bottom lip, and I walk over to the front door, turning off the main lights. The firelight and the lamps beside the bed are now the only sources of illumination, and I stride back to Ella, taking her hand in mineand pulling her to her feet. I lead her to the rear of the cabin, drawing the curtain closed behind us, and then lean down and kiss her. She comes alive in an instant, her tongue finding mine in the most erotic of dances as she tugs on my shirt, fumbling with the buttons. I yank her sweater over her head, only breaking our kiss for the briefest of moments, before our lips clash again, and I go to work on her jeans. I shrug off my shirt, throwing it to the floor, while she kicks off her shoes and I push down her jeans, letting her shimmy out of them. She’s in her underwear now, and I walk her backwards, until she hits the bed, then lower her onto it, her head resting on the pillows as I stare down at her perfect body, making quick work of removing my jeans and boxers, my shoes and socks following swiftly behind. She shifts to the centre of the bed and I crawl up her body, pulling down the cups of her bra as I dip my head to lick and bite her hardened nipples.
“Please, Mac… please…”
“Please what?” I lean up and look into her eyes.
“I need you.”
She’s not alone, and I reach between us, tearing through the thin lace of her knickers as I push her legs wide apart, entering her. Hard.
“Fuck… that feels good.” I rock my head back, savouring the moment. In some ways, it feels like the first time, all over again, although I’m not sure why, and I take her hands in mine. Perhaps it’s being here. Maybe there’s something truly magical about this place. Whatever the reason, I hold her hands beside her head as I lean over, kissing her, and she parts her legs a little wider.
“More,” she whispers into my mouth. “Give me more, Mac.”
I release her hands, kneeling back slightly, and I bend her legs up, holding them there, my hands behind her knees as I pound into her. She grabs the iron railings above her head, andalthough I want to tell her to rub her clit, she doesn’t need the added stimulation. Her body is on fire and within a few minutes, she lets out an almighty scream, succumbing to pleasure. I’d love to keep going, but there’s something about this… about the way she feels, the way she’s gripping me so tight. She’s thrashing beneath me and it’s too much. I can’t hold back. I howl out her name as I thrust deep inside her and let go, giving her everything I’ve got. There’s nothing I can do to stop it. It’s like I’m losing my mind, my body following close behind, as shocks of pleasure jolt through me, my body spasming into hers, over and over.
Eventually, my orgasm subsides. My fingers and toes are still tingling and I can barely breathe, but I release her legs, lowering them to the bed, and in that movement, I realise something’s very different…
“Oh, shit.” I pull out of her, even though it’s far too late, and she winces, frowning up at me. “I’m sorry, Ella. I’m so sorry.”
Her face clears, and she tilts her head slightly. “It’s okay,” she says. “It didn’t hurt that much.”
“What didn’t?” What’s she talking about?
“You pulling out like that.” She frowns again, like she doesn’t understand.
“Oh… in that case, I’m sorry for that, too. That wasn’t what I was apologising for, but I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“I’m sure you didn’t, but what were you apologising for? And come to that, why did you pull out like that in the first place?”
“Because I’ve just realised, I forgot to use a condom.”
Her face pales, her eyes widening. “But… but…” She can’t seem to string a sentence together, although I can’t blame her for that. It’s my fault.
I pull her into my arms and turn us onto our sides, facing each other. “It’s okay, Ella.”
She leans back, although I keep hold of her. There’s no way I’m letting her go. “You can’t know that,” she says. “My period started about two weeks ago, so I don’t think the timing could be any worse, could it?”
“Probably not, but it’ll be okay.”
