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Dax

With Chloe’s permission explicit, I pull her onto my lap, the angle allowing me easier entry to her mouth.

I explore the warm wetness with my tongue, shocks of pleasure zipping through me each time she makes a satisfied noise.

She’s so sexy, so desirable, that I’m already hard in my pants. I need her so badly.

She pulls back, sucking down breaths of air. She’s beautiful like this, her face flushed with lust. With the view of Blackwood Falls behind her, I find myself longing to take a picture so I can remember this moment forever.

I’ve finally found the woman that I’ll be spending the rest of my life with, and I’m so full of affection that it threatens to spill over.

I don’t consider myself a sappy guy, but I’m teetering on the edge of becoming one for Chloe.

I want to give her everything she deserves, to take good care of, to provide her with everything she needs or wants.

“I love you,” I say again, grinding up against her ass. “And I need you so bad.”

“I need you, too,” she replies, resuming the motion of her hips. ”I love you, Dax. I’m so glad you came looking for me.”

“I’ll always come looking for you,” I promise her, kissing her neck, leaving a trail all the way down the column of it. When I get to her collarbone I start to suck a hickey onto her neck. “Just don’t make me do it again. You don’t have to be scared of me, Chloe.”

“I thought–” she begins, her voice getting cut off by a soft moan.

“I thought you’d be scared of me. I was just…

I was just some weird teenager who saw you once and let her curiosity get the better of her.

All of my friends thought I was weird. I was sure that you’d think I was too.

I thought if you knew, I’d scare you off and never get to see you again. ”

“Never, Chloe,” I assure her as I reach for the button of her jeans. “I’ll never be scared of you. In fact, I like that you were watching me. Looking back on it, if I were to have caught you, I would have taken you right there.”

“Dax–”

“I’m going to take you right now,” I continue, standing up and settling her feet on the ground. Then, after giving her a quick kiss, I say, “And you’re going to enjoy the view while I do.”

“Please,” she sighs, giggling as I lead her to the other side of the bench we were sitting on.

Before turning her around, I open the front of her pants and start pushing them down. Then, with a firm grip on her bicep, I spin her so she’s looking out over the town. I shift my grip to her jeans, pulling them and her underwear down, exposing her ass.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect, Chloe,” I say, swiping my fingers through her wetness. “And you’re so wet for me already.”

“Please, Dax,” she says, arching her back as though she’s trying to entice me in.

And god, it works.

I undo my belt buckle quickly, pushing my pants down and exposing my aching cock to the air. With a hand still on her bare hip, I wrap my hand around my length and give myself a few quick pumps, groaning as I do. Then I press the tip against her opening, swiping it through her folds.

“Dax,” she whines, her hips wiggling. “Please.”

“I’ll give you what you need,” I promise her, slowly pressing my length into her slowly. “Just soak this moment up. Look at that view. This is our home, and it’s more beautiful with you living here.”

I groan, gripping her hips with one hand and holding onto my cock as I push inside with the other. Her wetness surrounds me, and I can feel each crevice of her perfect pussy. She contracts around me, already keyed up.

“I’m never going to get tired of the way you feel around my cock, Chloe,” I praise as I slowly begin thrusting into her. “You’re so wet for me.”

“Only for you,” she says, her fingers digging into the backrest of the bench as she braces herself against my thrusts. “You’re the only person that’s ever made me feel like this.”

I curse under my breath, leaning forward to brush my lips against the shell of her ear while I pick up the pace of my thrusts slightly. I pull her body against mine, my fingertips digging into her hips. It’s so good, so sweet, and I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to have her like this.

The pace I set is slow and indulgent. There isn’t any need to rush. I’ve never seen anyone else on this trail until today. Plus, if anyone does start walking up, I’ll hear them. The trail is covered in leaves and twigs. No one will be able to get here without alerting me of their presence.

“God, you have no idea what you mean to me,” I say to her, “Even when I didn’t know you, you were such an important part of my life.”

She whines in response, and it prompts me to keep going. I let one of my hands drift up under her shirt. I grab her breast over her bra, loving the way that her breath hitches at my touch. She’s so pliant against me, and I still can’t believe I got so lucky.

I still can’t believe that she had her eye on me before I knew who she was. When I saw her at the coffee shop, I was ready to chase her, to do anything to make her mine. She had already been doing that. Now I’m going to spend the rest of my life reciprocating her attention.

“I’ll chase you anywhere,” I tell her. “Now that I know you’ve been watching me, I’m not letting you get away.”

“Don’t let me get away,” she whimpers, pushing back against me. “I love you, Dax. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I say, wrapping my arms around her body.

I need to hold her close, I need to cherish her.

I smile at the knowledge that I have the rest of our lives to show her how much I love her, how my obsession with her is enough to rival, if not surpass, her feelings for me.

She was worried about my being scared of her, but maybe it should be the other way around.

My devotion for this divine woman knows no bounds. She took fate into her own hands and orchestrated our meeting. She is nothing short of a goddess to me. I will spend the rest of my life worshipping at her altar.

My thrusts get faster as I think of all the ways I want to pamper Chloe. I want to give her a child, watch her grow a life that’s half her and half me. I need to get a ring on her finger as soon as possible. I don’t want anyone looking at her and thinking they have a chance.

Truthfully, I want to keep her in my house, hidden away from the prying eyes of the public. I don’t think anyone is worthy of gazing upon her beauty. I’m not an irrational man, though. I’ll just take the proper precautions so everyone knows that Chloe is mine.

Beneath me, she sucks in a sharp breath before whining, “Right there, Dax. Right there.”

“Oh?” I ask, smirking at the way her pussy clenches around me. “I find your g-spot, Chloe?”

“Yes!” she exclaims as her back arches with ecstasy.

With her confirmation, I target that spot inside of her.

She makes a delectable noise of delight, and I grit my teeth, growling at the effect the sound has on me.

Everything she does turns me on, and now that I know what she sounds like, I’m not going to give her a moment's peace.

I need her whimpers, moans, and whines more than I need food and water.

I’ve been starving my entire life, and I didn’t know it until now.

As I continue to drive into her, pushing her closer and closer to her climax, my own pleasure starts to build in my gut.

It’s hot and all-consuming, a mixture of relief at finding her and dark hunger at learning that she’s been watching me.

My girl inspires reactions in me that I’ve not felt before in my thirty-five years of life.

It seems like both of us can teach each other something.

I know she’s about to come before she says anything. Her mouth opens and a strangled sound escapes her lips. Her pussy pulses hard, and I feel another surge of wetness escaping her. I decide to help her along, bringing a hand between her legs and rubbing her clit.

“Dax–” she starts, moaning as I give her unrelenting attention. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming.”

“That’s it,” I say, encouraging her as her climax slams into her. “Let me hear how good I’m making you feel.”

I keep fucking Chloe through it, letting out a harsh breath as I try to hold on until her pleasure subsides.

She feels heavenly around me, her lush wetness getting even tighter as her body climaxes.

It isn’t just the way she feels around me that’s bringing me closer to the edge, though.

The knowledge that I’m the one doing this to her, that I’m the only one who’s ever made her feel like this and the only one who ever will, makes my cock ache.

“Shit, Chloe,” I say as her climax starts to wane. She makes soft, needy noises as my thrusts get more wild. “I’m gonna cum, sweetheart. Oh fuck–”

I groan loudly, my voice echoing through the trees as I fill her up.

My orgasm is intense. My fingers dig into her hips, and my hand on her clit stills.

The only thing I’m able to do as her body gives me unrivaled pleasure is rock my hips into her, give her every drop of my seed, and chant her name like it’s a prayer.

After the harshest waves of my orgasm subside, I press myself fully inside her.

I want my load to take, to fill her up with my child.

And I don’t want to part from her. When we’re like this, I feel as though I’m finally whole.

Judging by the way she leans back into my arms, Chloe feels the same way.

“You have no idea how much I love you,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to the side of her head. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you.”

“I’d like that,” she says, exhaustion evident in her voice.

“Good,” I reply, finally pulling out of her as my cock starts to soften. I pull up her pants first before tucking myself away again. “Now let's get you home.”

“Home?” she asks as I turn her around and pull her into my arms.

“Yeah,” I reply, tilting her head up so I can connect our lips. “Home. I’m not letting you go back to that shelter. You’re living with me.”

“Dax…” Chloe whispers, her eyes sparkling in the setting sunlight.

“I have to pay you back for all of the comfort your presence has brought me,” I say, kissing her forehead. “I’m going to take care of you, Chloe. Now, let’s get home before the sun sets. We still have a little bit of a hike to get back to my car.”

“Okay,” she says after a moment, her smile rivaling the sun. “Let’s go home.”