Perverted thing.

I’d been thinking about fucking since I walked outside, so I didn’t waste any time getting rid of the damn bikini and pulling Lia on top of me.  I slowly lowered her down on my cock, and that feeling of peace, love, and home washed over me along with the bubbling heat of the water.  Lia moaned softly against my neck, and for a while, I stayed inside of her but didn’t move.

It was a feeling that made me think Lia might be right—maybe there was a God, and maybe He did care.

Lia’s lips found mine, and her fingers ran over my chest and stomach.  I kissed her deeply as I started raising her body up and down over my cock.  She moaned into my mouth, and her thighs clenched around mine as we moved slowly.

I’d fuck her hard later.

She liked it that way.

For now, we needed the peace.

I kissed her neck and shoulders, then moved down to take a wet, hard nipple between my lips to suck at it.  Lia gasped and arched her back, causing my cock to slide deeper inside of her.  Her hands moved to my shoulders, and she gripped them tightly.

“You feel so good,” I moaned against her skin.  “Warm like the water.”

My hand moved around the globe of her ass, seeking her backdoor with one finger.  She tensed as I ran my fingertip around it and then cried out as my finger penetrated her along with the motion of my cock.

“Evan…oh, fuck…Evan!”

“You know I still want that ass,” I reminded her as I kept up the motion with my finger.  She moaned again as I added another finger.  I pulled her down against me hard, ground my hips upward, and felt her come apart with my cock and my fingers.

“Jesus,” she whispered against my shoulder through panting breaths.  “You’re trying to break me, aren’t you?”

“I just want you,” I replied, “every way I can possibly have you.”

She leaned back, and I looked up at her flushed face.  Her eyes focused on the spot where her hand rested on my chest, and she nodded her head.

“Do it,” she said.

“Now?”

She nodded.

I didn’t need to be told twice.

In one swift motion, I stood up, taking her with me.  Holding her like a child, I climbed carefully out of the tub.  Freyja followed us inside and whined briefly as I shut the bedroom door before she could enter.

“Poor pup,” Lia remarked.

“Whatever,” I said with a smile.  “She’s a pervert.  I want you to myself for this.”

Lowering Lia to the floor beside the bed, I tossed a couple of logs on the fire before grabbing a towel from the bathroom.  I dried both of us off a bit so the bed wouldn’t end up all wet, then leaned down to kiss Lia’s lips, run my tongue across hers, and revel in the feeling of her mouth on mine.

Her hands came up my sides, and I dropped the towel to take her face in my hands and kiss her more deeply.  My tongue explored and tasted as her fingers explored my back, shoulders, and arms.  My hand brushed over the quarter she still wore around her neck—a constant symbol of our first encounter.  My eyes moved to her face, but she was looking at her hand wrapped around my forearm.

“I love your arms,” she whispered.  “You make me feel safe.”

“I’ll always keep you safe,” I swore to her.  “I’ll never, ever put you near danger again.”

I kissed her, took both her hands in mine, and led her over to the bed.  She got in hesitantly.

“Get in the middle,” I instructed as I crawled in behind her.  “Get on your knees and spread those beautiful legs.”

She grinned as I winked at her, then did as I said.

“Beautiful,” I murmured.  I tossed a bottle of lube beside her before moving up between her legs, pushing them a little farther apart with my knees.

“We’re going to do this slow, okay?”

“Yes,” Lia breathed out the word as she settled on her hands and knees.

I placed my hand between her shoulder blades.

“Down farther,” I said.  “Put your arms down on the bed.”

She did so, which further angled her ass up to me.

“God, you’re beautiful,” I said quietly.  I ran my fingers down her back and over her butt, feeling the softness of her skin.  My cock bobbed and strained like it knew exactly what was coming.

Lia looked over her shoulder at me.

“I love you, Evan.”

“I love you, too, baby.”

Watching her body below me, I ran my hands up and down her sides, pausing to cup her breasts as I leaned forward and kissed the middle of her back.  I pulled at her nipples a bit, then leaned back and grabbed the bottle of lube.  I spread some on my fingers, my cock, and around her ass.

Lia’s cheeks clenched.

“That’s cold!”

“Sorry, baby.”  I rubbed a bit more between my fingers to warm it up, then used them around the rim of her ass again.  “Better?”

“Much.”

With one hand circling around to tease her clit, I used the other one to gently insert a finger in her.  Since I’d already had two in her while we were in the hot tub, there was little resistance from her body and Lia remained relaxed below me.  I went with a second finger, moving them slowly inside of her for a minute before pulling out, wrapping my hand around my shaft, and guiding it into place.

Slowly, I pushed forward until the head of my cock slid past her sphincter.

Lia gasped.

“You okay?” I asked quickly.

“Yes.”  Her voice was breathless.

“You sure?”  It was taking all my willpower not to push in farther.  The tightness of her ass around the head of my cock felt glorious.

“I’m sure.  Just…go slow?”

“I will.”

I did.

Wonderfully, painfully slowly.

Sweat gathered on my brow.  I was nearly all the way inside of her, and my cock throbbed with the tight grip her body had on it.  I caressed her skin, leaned forward, and drove myself the rest of the way in.

“Oh, fuck…baby!” I cried out.  Every muscle in my body seemed to contract at once with the sheer level of emotion I felt as I was enclosed inside of her.  I reached up and wrapped my hand in her hair, pulling back slightly.  My eyes blazed down at her as she turned her head to look at me.  “You’re everything to me, you know that?”

“I know,” she nodded.

“Everything,” I repeated so she would have no doubt.

I moved.

Slowly…carefully.

Her body adjusted, and soon I felt her pushing back against me with her ass.

“That’s it,” I whispered.  “So good…”

I pulled out most of the way and then entered her again.  My thumb pressed against her clit as I drove forward, and Lia moaned softly into the sheets.  Her legs trembled, and I ran my free hand over her thigh.

My pace increased, back and forth, until I could feel her pussy clenching around my fingers and her ass squeezing my cock.

“Ugh…ugh…oh, shit…baby…” I groaned as my legs began to shake with the effort of holding back.  “You feel so…damn…so good!”

Lia’s hands reached out and gripped at the rails on the headboard.  She tightened her fingers around them as she cried out incoherently, her ass bucking back against my cock.  I kept stroking around her clit as she thrashed below me but wrapped the other arm around her waist and leaned forward, pushing myself deep inside of her.

The tightness of her ass and the depth of my penetration were too much.  My balls tightened, and it felt like electricity was shooting through my cock as I filled her ass.

With my energy completely spent, I fell on top of her.  Lia’s legs gave out, sending us both to the mattress as my cock popped free.

“Jesus Christ,” I mumbled.  “If I had known it was going to be that good, I would have pushed for this a lot more and a lot sooner.”

Lia giggled.

“I’m surprised,” she remarked.

“By what?”

“How good it felt.  I thought it would hurt.”

I rolled off of her and pulled her against my chest.

“Did it?”

“Maybe just a little at first, but not really.”  She looked up to my face and stroked my cheek.  “Stop looking like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like you did something wrong.”

“I didn’t want it to hurt at all,” I said.

“It was wonderful,” she said.

I relaxed as she continued to run her hand over my jaw.

“You’d do it again?” I asked.

“Definitely.”

I smiled and began making plans in my head.  She smiled at me, and my heart felt like it could rupture under nothing more than her gaze.

I rolled to my back and held Lia against my chest.  For a long time, I just felt her skin against mine in the warmth of the room and wondered how, after everything I’d done, I still managed to end up with the girl.  In some ways, it didn’t seem to be universally fair, but I wasn’t going to point that out to God or anything.

Maybe He finally decided He owed me a little peace.

I was still pissed at Him, though.

So we both had scars, but I didn’t have nightmares when she was with me, and she felt safe as long as she was in my arms.  If that was what life was going to give us, we were going to take it.  In my head, I couldn’t think of a better way to exist than with her, out in the middle of nowhere, exactly the same as we had started.

So here I would stay.

Lia at my side.

God willing, we’d remain otherwise unharmed.