Page 19 of Cold Snap

Landry

I see the confusion clouding her vision. I’m ready to clear up anything she needs me to.

“But…what about not risking it? What about your bar? What about now?” She tries to wiggle off my lap again, but I hang on to her tight. “You have to open, Land. You have to…”

“I called in a few favors, and some of the guys are opening tonight.”

“Favors?”

I nod for her, thankful beyond belief that I took so many holiday shifts for the guys who have families.

“I’m not going to lie to you or sugarcoat anything, baby. You scare the hell out of me, and I should leave you the fuck alone.”

She starts shaking her head and opens her mouth to try to say something, but I stop her.

“No, it’s true. I’ve…not always been the person you’ve come to know. I’m dinted and banged up, and you’re new and just starting. You should have someone who hasn’t experienced half the shit I have.”

“I don’t want someone…”

I place my fingertips over her lips.

“But I’m not a good man, sweetheart. I have no plans to ever let you go. Not now that I’ve been buried inside that pretty pussy that all but has my name on it.”

Tears come to her eyes, and I worry I’ve fucked up.

“That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Was for you to see me, notice how much…”

“How much?”

“How much I love you.”

I can’t hold back the growl that comes out of me as I all but attack her mouth and sweet body.

She’s still dressed in only a bathing suit, her body on full display for me.

She kisses me like she might just mean it, and I can’t help taking her face between my two hands and telling her I feel the same with my mouth and hands.

But that’s not the only way I want to say it.

“I love you too.”

“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it, Land.” There’s a sadness in her eyes I will work the rest of my life to take away.

“Teresa Abernathy, I love you. I love everything about you.”

“Even my flirting?”

I can’t help but smile, “I love how you flirt with me. Everyone else you honeyfuggle, and there’s nothing wrong with that. It makes people feel a little better and puts a smile on their faces.”

“Honeyfuggle?”

“Yeah, honeyfuggle. It’s my job to make sure anyone who takes it the wrong way gets put in their place.”

Finally, a smile stretches across her face, “Like Aarons.”

I swat her bare ass, “Watch it, baby.”

She gives me a giggle before her eyes change to a look I am coming to be quite familiar with.

My little angel is getting turned on. I rub my hand along the soft curve I just spanked.

Her breath catches, and she rocks against me.

A moan falls from me before I can think to stop it.

My hand closes around her cheek in a tight squeeze.

The move causes her to rub against me even more blatantly, her soft breasts pressing against me and damn near burning me even through my shirt. I can’t stop my hands from coming up to pull at the ties so that her warm, soft flesh falls right into my waiting hands.

“Land.”

The way she calls my name has me halting and remembering the last time she said it so breathlessly. “Shit, baby, I need to…I need to…”

I stand and place her in the chair. The confused look is back on her face, but it won’t be for long.

“I need to check to make sure I didn’t hurt you.”

“Check?!”

The look on her face would have me laughing if I weren’t so focused.

I take both sides of her bottoms and pull the strings there like I did her top.

This time, I have to uncover what I’ve laid bare like a pretty little present just for me.

When I peel the thin material away, I find her pussy already wet and puffy for me.

She slaps her hands over her face, and I let her hide for now. Eventually, she’ll get used to me being right where I am -in between her thighs- and she’ll even come to crave me there if I have anything to say about it.

I slowly spread her wide so I can take in every precious part. She’s a little red but not torn or still bleeding.

“Does it hurt?”

She shakes her head but still won’t look at me.

“Tell me, baby. I need to hear I didn’t hurt you.”

“You…you didn’t hurt me.” It ends on a little whine that causes the beast to stir inside of me.

“Are you turned on? Do you need me to make it better?”

“Yes.” It’s soft, but I can hear it clearly.

I can’t fight the urge to lean forward and bury my nose in her warmth any longer.

If she had been sore, I would have kissed her little pussy and put her to bed while I held her in my arms, but with that one word, I’ve been unleashed.

No, unleashed isn’t the right word. She holds me in her hands.

She has the power to control me with just a soft cry or a breathy request. She has the power to bring me to my knees, ownership over me… because she has my heart!

I give her a little lick and then another and another until she’s mewling under me and her hips are dancing over my face.

“Please!”

I don’t make her ask again. I set to work to devour her, making her cry out my name and lose the shyness she had before.

By the second orgasm, she is grinding her pretty pussy on my face and begging me to slip my dick in her.

I stand and lift her, but instead of taking her over to the bed, I sit with her in my lap.

“Why are you not…? Why are we…?”

I loosen my belt and undo my pants, watching her face as I take my cock out. “I want you to ride me, angel. I want you to sink down on my cock and tell me how fast or slow you want to go. You’re in control, baby. All you.”

Her eyes light up, and she licks her lips as though I’ve just handed her something tasty. She looks from my cock to my eyes. “How…um…?”

I help her lower herself down on me, showing her how she can rub herself on me to lube my cock up enough that the descent is easy and smooth.

At first, she goes slow - heart-stoppingly slow - gasping as she takes the tip into her tight body, but after a couple of inches and me licking at her nipples, she starts picking up her pace and finding her rhythm.

So much so that my eyes roll to the back of my head, and I have trouble not sending my hips up to meet her thrust for thrust.

I remind myself that this is for her. I want her to be empowered and understand how much control she has, not just in this situation but over me as well. I want her to understand…I love her.

Her fingers sink into my shoulders as she swivels her hips and takes the entire length of my dick. I wrap my hands around the bare globes of her ass as I pick up the rhythm when she starts to lose it, the closer she gets to her climax.

“Oh God! Oh GOD! Oh, Land!”

I work my cock so I hit her G-spot every time I push inside of her and drag myself out. I never leave her little body completely. It's going to be a long time before I leave her, knowing how close I came to losing her.

“I love you, Teresa. I love you, and you can run if you want. I’ll always follow after you. I’ll chase you all the way around the world if I have to.”

“I…I don’t want to run anymore. I love…I love you too. Oh, Land, I’m…I’m cumming.”

Her head drops back, and her pussy tightens up around me as her thighs start to tremble around me.

I keep my strokes deep and strong as she falls apart in my arms. She milks my cock as she moans my name, and it’s all too much for me to fight against. I do just what I told her I would… I follow her and cum with her.