Chapter 8

"Oh fuck," I grunt, fisting the sheets in my hands and thrusting.

Bambi grips my ass with her hands and holds me still as her pussy wiggles up and down the ridge of my cock. I'm still not inside her, but I'm so goddamn close. Her wet lips slide over me like melted butter, and I don't know how much more I can take.

"How much to let me eat it?" I whisper in her ear before I bite the shell. Her breath catches in her throat and I feel how wet she is for it. "How much, Bambi? You know how bad I want to lick that pussy. Make me pay for it."

"Two thousand," she hisses, arching her back.

"I'll pay three if you let me stick a finger in your ass while I do."

"Oh god."

"Come on, babe, you'll like it." I thrust up and she cries out. "Four?"

"Angus," she moans, and I wait. "Okay."

I kiss my way down her tits and remember that somewhere along the way I stripped off her shirt. I suck on her nipples and take my time kissing her stomach and then lower. Her panties are around one leg, and she's bare before me. The sun is streaming into the bedroom well enough now that I can see how pretty and pink she is. I can also see how fucking wet she is too.

"I love that you've got hair down here." I rub my face against it, and her hips rise up. "It smells so good."

My mouth waters as I get the first taste of her, and I moan. She tastes fresh, like sunshine and roses on a summer day. My tongue wiggles between her folds and over the tight bud my cock has gotten off on at least three times already. The warm, wet pearl is hard, and as I give it attention, she writhes on the bed. Bingo. This little sweet spot and I are going to be best fucking friends. I open my mouth over her pussy and suck while the tip of my thumb plays with her ass. I wonder what she'd make me pay to put my dick in it. She's so fucking wet it's dipping down her crack, and I use her own juices as lube.

"Don't stop!" she cries, grabbing my hair with both hands.

Just when she's close to the edge, I press my thumb in her ass to the first knuckle and she cries out as her orgasm hits. She clenches on me hard while I flick my tongue over her nub, and I have to hold her down.

I'm humping the bed at the same time, and the taste of her release is all I need to let go of mine. My cum spills out of me and onto the tangle of sheets between us. I thrust like I'm inside of her instead of wrapped in cotton, and my release makes a mess. How do I still have so much cum? It's like my dick is producing extra since the day he found Bambi.

"Okay, I did not expect that," she pants, lying there in a sweaty heap.

"I take it you mean that in a good way?" I smile at her then climb off the bed and lean over and grab her up. She laughs as I carry her into the bathroom.

"Yes, in a good way," she finally answers, and I turn on the shower and put her on her feet. She looks at the floor, and her face flushes as she tries to cover her body with her hands.

"Hey." I reach out and grab her chin and force her to look up at me. "Don't do that."

"Do what?"

"Try and disappear." I look into those dark green eyes for a second longer before I kiss her. After we're both grabbing at each other once again, I take a step back and hold up my hands. "If you don't stop kissing me like that, we're never going to leave this room."

She giggles as I tug her in the shower after me and then slap her ass. I take my time washing her body but don't let her do mine.

"You're no fun." She pretends to pout, and I shake my head.

"I want to show you the property," I say, rinsing off under the shower spray. "Did you bring shoes?"

She shakes her head. "I only have my flip-flops."

"That just means you're going to see the place on piggy-back." I lean down and kiss her once again before we get out of the shower and dry each other off.

I feel her hand on my dick as I dry my hair and take the towel away to see her looking at my cock while she jerks me off. Her eyes meet mine in a question, and I nod as she keeps on stroking me. When I drop the towel and plant my feet, her other hand joins in. She cups my balls and strokes the shaft, and I reach up to play with her tits.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," I say, licking my bottom lip.

A few quick tugs, and I'm spilling in her hand like I'm thirteen and it's my first time. I cum so fast that it catches me off-guard, and I think it does her too. Her eyes widen as she watches me, and I curse when she pulls her hand away and moves it between her legs.

I'm frozen in place as she uses her cum-covered fingers to rub between her pussy lips. I blink and then I'm falling on my knees and licking where her fingers are. I can taste myself on her and I shove a finger in her tight pussy because I want more.

"Can't get enough," I groan, licking harder and faster.

She cums just as fast as I did, surprising us both. I rock back on my knees and look up at her afterwards in surprise.

"Where did that come from?" she asks.

I smile. "I don't know, but I hope it comes back."

By the time we've made it to the kitchen to grab some food and pack a bag, it's noon. I normally start my days around here before the sun comes up, but I"d trade every sunrise to be in bed with Bambi.

"You're not serious?" she asks once we're outside.

"Flip-flops aren't safe out in the woods, and I want to show you around."

She looks down at her body and then back to me. "There's no way you can carry me for that long."

I shake my head and then she squeals when I grab her up and put her on my back like she weighs nothing. "There, now that's settled."

"Show-off," she says as I adjust her higher.

"You're carrying the supplies, it's only fair that I carry you."

"That makes no sense when you're carrying the both of us."

"It's okay. I'll be the strong one and you be the smart one," I offer, and she laughs.

"How big is this place?"

"It covers most of this mountain range and the next one over. It's several hundred acres."

"Holy cow, that's so much!"

"I've got a few trails we can take the farm truck on. I keep it in the barn for when I want to go off-road. But I thought you'd like the walk in the woods today."

"I can't get over how peaceful it is here. It's not just quiet; it's…I don't know the word exactly."

"I always thought it felt like home," I admit as I step onto the trail and make our way through the woods. "We grew up in Southern California, but whenever we came up here during the summers it felt like the place I was meant to be. I can't explain it."

"No, that's exactly it. I mean, it's not home for me, but it has that feeling." I feel her shake her head. "That sounds silly because I've never been here before. I've never even been outside of Las Vegas."

"I think the mountains are like that for some people, Bambi." I shrug. "It sounds crazy, but I always felt like a part of my soul was born here, so every time I come back it feels like this is where I'm meant to be. Maybe it's like that for more than just me?"

"Did your brother Rogue like it up here?"

I let out a bark of laughter. "No, never. He hated every second of the summer up here and couldn't wait to get back to ‘civilization,' as he called it. But meanwhile I couldn't get here fast enough and never wanted to leave."

"And now you're here all the time?"

I nod. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be." I stop just as we reach the edge of the clearing and help her off my back. I turn around to face her and pull her close. "And there's no one else I'd rather be here with."

"You keep saying sweet things like that to me and I might not leave." There's a light in her eyes like never before, and it warms my heart.

"That's the plan." I give her a quick kiss, then take her hand. "Come on, I want to show you something."