“Is there that much paperwork to do, running a camp, I mean?” she asks, taking her time to look over everything, like she already feels at home.
Her eyes widen as she takes in the place, building a mental map of who she thinks I really am by what I surround myself with.
I hate to let her down, but it’s the truth. I really only come here to sleep. It’s more like a storage room than a cottage.
My bedroom, for sleeping, I keep neat and pretty spartan. I have some weights and a big screen TV, and my bed.
“We don’t have to…” I start to say, but Tessa’s hands are on my body like my mind is on hers and in moments we’re locked in a passionate embrace, knowing we won’t be disturbed this time.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Tessa
I figure if we’re breaking the rules, we may as well shatter them, not just chip them around the edges. Sean doesn’t seem overly concerned with what we’re doing. He doesn’t see it as wrong.
I tell myself I’ll make arrangements to defer from being a counselor this year if it’s going to cause a problem. I don’t want to cost Sean his job.
With the sun down now and the lights low in his cottage, I feel more comfortable about everything. I feel less inhibited and I definitely feel ready for him to claim me now.
I think it was just as well we were interrupted earlier, if that ranger had come in a few minutes later… Sean would’ve done him some harm, I’m sure of it.
Sean’s been so good to me, being such a gentleman even though I know he wanted to claim me as soon as he laid eyes on me. And here we are, I don’t want to wait a minute longer, it’s a scary kind of exciting, but I trust Sean like no other and I want to give him my gift, to be his and nobody else’s.
I feel the thrill of taking the first step, Sean wanting to ask me if I’m sure, but I let my hands and body give the answer.
“That’s my girl,” he growls in my ear, bending low to nuzzle my neck as I walk backwards towards his huge bed.
Big guy, big bed and I’m grateful for it. It takes up half his cottage and we fall onto it together, Sean’s weight on me feels like a big warm blanket I just want to lose myself in forever.
I lay back and let Sean undress me. He starts with my shorts taking my panties with them, and I feel much better as soon as they come off, my whole bottom half naked and with Sean’s hands running over it making me tear at my own top, which he helps me out of in a second soon followed by my bra.
He wants to look at me, I can see his eyes lit up as he traces over my body with his gaze.
“I want to see you too.” I protest, clutching at his clothes, which he tears off, a button popping from his shorts and his singlet in shreds as he pulls it off in pieces like a wrestler, making me gasp again at just how strong he is without being showy about it.
His huge arms and shoulders ripple in the dim light as he hovers over me, letting his skin tease mine with the lightest touch of his naked body on mine, but my hands are fishing for what I really want.
What I need.
“I should’ve done this the first moment I laid eyes on you,” he murmurs, kissing my stiff chest, taking one of my breasts in his mouth and sucking hard on my nipple, making me claw into his back with hands like talons, raking along his hard muscles as I feel them flex against my own softness.
He’s big down there, that’s no exaggeration, and I know it’ll take some doing to fit all of him inside me, but I’m so wet already, so primed for him.
“Tell me to make you mine again, Tessa. Let me hear you say you want it…” he growls, one of his hands gripping my hip as he holds himself up with his other tree trunk of an arm, as I claw at as if I’m a wild cat.
“I want you inside me, Sean… please… take me… make me yours.”
Our eyes locked, and a firm hand each on his thick length, we both gently guide him inside me, making my eyes widen as I gasp.
“Holy…”
He’s only a little way inside and I feel like I’m about to explode myself, his thick, smooth head starting to pulse and twitch, making us both gasp and moan before he lets out another low growl, edging even deeper inside me.
He grunts and I gasp aloud again, his entire length pulsing inside me as I feel the tiniest stab of pressure before a wave of relief, a kind of wet joy flow over both of us.
“Mine,” he snarls into my neck, biting his way down to my chest, starting to gnaw gently on my nipples in turn as his solid thickness starts to thrust in and out of me.
My own hips start to move on their own, and in no time, we have our own sensual rhythm going. The threat of an early finish is replaced with a new feeling, the most amazing, closest and sexiest feeling I’ve ever known.
With my man, my only.
I know I’m his now and it makes me want to cry tears of joy. Sensing my emotions, Sean slows his thrusts and traces his hands over my body while holding himself inside me, flexing inside while his hands trace over me on the outside.
The pressure is building, I can feel it, Sean puts his arms on either side of me as I grip his iron tight ass, which feels even better than it looks.
My own breath matches his thrusts until I hear him swear, then cry my name as I try to stammer his.
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