Mountain Man Snatch: Flash Fantasy no. 3 by Quinn Peachwood

Author:Quinn Peachwood [Peachwood, Quinn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

6

Grayn

It’s dark when I wake up.

I have an agonizing boner and the unexpected surprise of a girl in my arms.

A smile spreads across my lips because she’s entwined her limbs around my body like she can’t get enough touch. Like we just had sex and the need to stay connected across as much skin as possible is firing on every cylinder.

But then I remember we didn’t get together and I vaguely recall some illicit dream I was deep into, involving Loulou.

But I’m still smiling because she was keen enough to get close to me, despite all her protestations, to get down on the less than comfortable floor.

“Don’t get any ideas.” She murmurs, not moving an inch. “I’m only here for the shared bodily warmth.”

“Of course you are.” I say, letting my wide smile broaden into a smirk.

She can deny me all she wants but her leg is thrown over mine and her bare pussy has made a spot on my jeans damp.

“Feel free to get on top if it would make you more comfortably warm.” I encourage her.

She mutters something that is no doubt one of her takedowns and I grin wider.

She can gripe and make all the hillbilly insults she wants but her body speaks the truth. And sooner or later she’s going to admit that we’re meant to be together.

I shift my body so that I’m flat on my back then place one hand in back of my head. But my other arm holds Loulou in its crook, locked against my side. She seems content to stay there.

She even arches her back every now and then, a subtle, barely perceptible movement like a mini writhing that I take to mean she’s trying to wring out the lust she feels right now.

Her soft flesh molding into my hard ridges almost breaks me out in a sweat. My need to plunge into the deepest interior of her is overwhelming.

But I won’t have hate sex with her.

She’s already too important to me for that. Only when she claims to genuinely want me as her man, and she will, only then will I give her what we both urgently want.

I consider moving us up onto the bed but what if she takes that opportunity to put an ocean of distance between us?

She’s so proud, too stubborn to admit her yearning for my cock inside her that I don’t want to chance it. So we lie on the floor, wriggling and twitching against each other. The overwhelm of hunger ravenous in both our bodies.

I bite down on my lower lip when I’d much rather be sucking and biting on hers.

“I guess it gets really cold up here in the winter.” She murmurs softly.

Neither of us can sleep with this tension racking our bodies. May as well talk and get to know each other a little better.

“Yep.”

I’m not much used to chit chat. Or any talk at all. Old Denver is not the greatest conversationalist.

“And I’ll be expected to wear nothing but your old tee shirt through the cold months?”

“I’ll get you some clothes.

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