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I laugh, grabbing the coffee mug from him and inhaling the sweet scent. My eyes flutter to a close when I take the next sip, groaning deeply at how perfect it is. I mean, it’s not a caramel macchiato but something tells me this giant would make it happen if I wished it. Even so, this much is a blessing and I savor every sip of the drink.
“I still can’t believe how sweet this is,” I tell him, looking up at him from the rim of the coffee cup to find his eyes trailed on me. “Shaw–”
“I want you.”
I barely have time to place the half-empty mug on the counter before the giant is on me. Shaw grabs my waist and pulls me flush against him, holding me tight in his arms. I slide my arms around his neck and push up against him, staring into his gray eyes that seem to darken by the second. I can practically feel the heat in them.
It’s not a question of whether I want this giant or not. My body is practically vibrating with need for him and when he lowers his mouth down to me a second time, I open up for him, moaning at the slick friction when he strokes our tongues together.
I moan into the kiss when he slides his hands down my waist and to my ass, lifting me onto the counter so hard we send the coffee cup flying off, but neither of us turns to look where it falls and even the crash barely registers as Shaw places me on the counter.
The giant breaks the kiss and I watch under lust-rimmed eyes as he grabs the shirt and tears it down, leaving me nude. The sudden animalistic act makes me instantly slick and my nipples tighten into spikes from the brush of the chilly morning air. His eyes run over me hungrily, and I can feel his erection lengthen and thicken against my thigh. I let out a shuddering breath whenhe traces a calloused fingers down my neck and to my tits where he pinches the beaded point between his knuckles.
“I could spend an eternity watching you, Angel,” he says huskily, his eyes on mine as he drops his mouth to my breasts. I moan and arch at my back the second his wet mouth closes hotly around my aching nipple and he tugs gently. I shudder when he shifts his attention to the other nipple, alternating between the two until I am trembling with need. “So fucking pussyy,” he rasps, sliding his hand between my thighs and his nostrils flare up when he finds me wet with arousal. Shaw grips my knees and shoves them apart, leaving me exposed and unlike last night, I don’t have the cover of darkness to hide.
“Shaw, wait–”
I try to close my thighs, but his grip is strong and his eyes are dark as he runs them over my pussy. His lips turn upward into a satisfied smirk – a predator who has trapped its prey.I watch with surprise as the man drops to his knees right in front of me and grabs the back of my thighs, pulling me to the edge of the counter before lifting my knee over his shoulder. That is all the warning I get before I feel the wet press of his tongue riding through the valley of my pussy as he devours me whole.
Oh.
Oh God.
Nothing could have prepared me for the feeling of the man’s tongue brushing my most intimate part. I fall back on the counter with a sob, catching myself on my elbows as Shaw’s wet, stiff tongue rides up the center of my pussy, licking and sucking at my pussy like a starved beast, and I, his offering.
My back arches with a sob when his mouth closes hotly over my clit and he sucks hard at the sensitive bud, sending my body jerking with surprise at the intensity of the feeling. The climaxslams into me with little warning and I orgasm with a sob, my belly twisting painfully as pleasure floods my core. I dig my fingers into his hair as he laps at my pussy in long eager strokes, drawing out my orgasm until I am practically trembling.
Shaw drops my leg from his shoulder and gets to his feet, his lips seeking mine immediately. I taste my arousal on his tongue as he kisses me. “You taste like a fucking dream, Angel,” he breathes against my lips. “I could spend every day of my life buried between your thighs, lapping up your juices and watching you come apart.”
My mouth parts when I feel the hard press of his shaft against my pussy before he grabs my waist and enters me crudely, filling me with his massive cock. It’s different from last night. The way he digs his fingers into my hip and starts thrusting is so desperate… so aggressive compared to the gentleness the previous night carried and I revel in every moment.
“So tight!” he pants against my lips and I nod, feeling every last inch of his massive girth inside of me, pulsing hotly against my intimate walls. I run my palm over his beautiful hairy chest as he grinds his stiff pussy into me, fast and hard.
The veins in his temples pop with every pump of his cock. My breaths shorten as our bodies slap hard against each other and I feel myself edging towards my second orgasm.
“Close, Shaw,” I whimper and that sends him flying out of control. He grips my hips hard as his thrusts grow rougher and faster – almost beastly. Each thrust pulling me closer to the edge sooner than I thought was possible. “Shaw… please…” I beg as I squirm underneath him, the pleasure building unbearably as his fingers dig into my hips hard enough to leave bruises.
“Mine!” he growls as his hips slap down on mine and his jaw slackens as he brings me to the brink of my climax, thepossessiveness in voice pushing me on. His muscles seize over me just as my stomach clenches painfully before releasing the pleasure in a burst of heat.
We orgasm together, his rough, bordering on brutal, thrusts drawing a pleasured scream from my throat. He comes with a roar, his hips bearing down on mine roughly as he grinds his pulsing pussy into me, filling me with his hot seed.
It lasts forever. The trembling. It’s unlike anything I ever imagined I could feel yet, the small shudders that rock my body prove me otherwise. His body goes still against mine and his breathing is just as labored.
I drop my head to his shoulder, stroking his massive back lovingly with my palms as we both slowly fall from the high.
I’m in love with the mountain man, I realize with little surprise.
It wasn’t hard to fall for him. In fact, I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. Perhaps when I complained of walking and he carried me, or when he took me to his little garden and fed me apples. Maybe it happened then, and I just didn’t pick up on it.
Or maybe it happened back at the river when our eyes first locked on each other. Or last night when he made love to me like he’s known me and loved me all his life.
I can’t trace the specific moment I fell in love with him, only to the fact that I am just now realizing it. I turn my head and kiss his scarred jaw and cheek before nuzzling his neck. I could spend a lifetime locked in the arms of this giant and I refuse to think of the moment when all this comes to an end.
***
We spend most of the morning and afternoon in his garden, pulling out weeds. Well, he pulls out most of the weeds and Isit under the apple tree munching on his apples and feeding him gossip about celebrities he’s never heard of and complaining about how much I hate my job back home.
He indulges me, humming and nodding at my words until I run out of them. When that happens, it’s already noon and we’re back in his kitchen. I watch him pull out a massive bowl of chopped meat from a shelf and I stare at him in shock.
