“You did...” I said apprehensively as I walked around. “Wow, this is amazing.”
“I tried to incorporate a few modern upgrades so you wouldn’t feel like you were literally living in a shack. I know it isn’t a mansion or anything, but I think it will suffice.” He walked to the kitchen and opened the cabinet. “I even got some wine.”
“Well I’ll definitely take a glass of that.” I nodded enthusiastically.
“It’s six in the morning.” He laughed.
“I’m on vacation.” I shrugged.
“Sure thing.” He grabbed a glass and poured it to the middle.
“So, you built this?” I asked as I ran a finger along the wooden surface of the walls.
“I did, just like I built the other one. I’ve had a lot of time on my hands. You know what they say about idle hands.” He winked at me.
“This is great.” I shook my head. “But, I still have school.”
“And you’ll finish.” He wrapped his arms around me after handing me the glass of wine. “You’ll finish school, you’ll visit when you can, and when you graduate, you’ll move here. I’ll take care of you. Money isn’t an issue.”
“You’ve put a lot of thought into a life with a girl you’ve only spent a few days with.” I looked into his eyes.
“I’ve missed you every day you’ve been gone.” He replied. “Who fucking cares if it isn’t traditional? I know what I want, and what I want is you, Heather Westbrook.”
“I’ve missed you too.” I sighed. “I didn’t want to admit it because I had no idea if you even felt the same way, but a day hasn’t gone by that I didn’t think of you. Still, this is a lot to take in.”
“You’ve got time to think about it, but we don’t have much time together right now, so there’s no reason to waste it.” He slid a hand into my pajama pants and started massaging my clitoris.
“Idle hands, huh?” I closed my eyes and leaned against his shoulder.
“I’m sure I can find something useful to do with them...” He moved his other hand to my waist and started pushing my pajama pants down.
Our lips met and we started kissing immediately. I was hungry for his touch again and I really didn’t want to waste a second of our time together. I wasn’t sure about the entirety of what he put on my shoulders, but I knew what I wanted right then.
My pants were slid to my knees and his finger quickly circled my clitoris as I groaned. I rubbed his cock through his jeans, feeling it hard and ready for action again. I unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down, quickly exposing his engorged dick. I wrapped my hands around his enormous shaft.
I had idle hands too and they certainly weren’t going to be denied. I stroked his cock while he circled my clitoris, feeling my body shudder with his touch. After several minutes of pleasure, he removed his finger and finished undressing me.
I quickly started to do the same to him. Our naked bodies pressed against each other as we stood in a heap of our clothes. I shivered once I was naked, realizing the cabin was cold even if there was a lot of heat between us. He walked over and hit a button, instantly igniting a fire. I was impressed with the upgrade, especially since it didn’t take him long to return to me. Our lips met again and he started pushing me towards one of the doors. When it opened, I saw a very nice bed waiting on us.
“So, we’ve got to christen that, right?” I looked at it slyly.
“You’re damn right.” He picked me up and walked me to the edge.
Being in his arms felt right. It was difficult to comprehend, but there was just a sense of peace that I hadn’t felt the whole time we were apart. Life was so much simpler with Shane. I didn’t have to worry about all of the nonsense surrounding me or the nuances of everyday life.
I spread my legs as he slid between them and used my hand to guide his cock towards my pussy. I was already wet and ready for him, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of me again. The previous night had hurt a little bit, especially after being apart for so long, but all of that was erased. I quickly adjusted to his girth and he began to rise and fall against my thighs.
Yeah, don’t stop.
The feeling of his warmness against my body was more comforting than anything I had felt in our time apart. I moved my hips against his motion, wanting every bit of his cock to penetrate me. He picked up the pace and his light moans turned to grunts.
I clutched the bed and let out long groans of pleasure when he started to furiously glide across my g-spot. He seemed to be a bit bigger in the shoulders than I remembered, and his muscles bulged more than before. A year of hard work had made him even more chiseled.
“I’ve missed this so much.” I moaned.
“It’s been less than a day.” He grunted and let out a chuckle.
“A day is too long,” I replied and moaned even louder.