"I really missed you, Kaela," Eis whispered against her lips, his voice a low, intimate rumble. He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, a faint, theatrical pout playing on his lips.
"You made me think a lot... and I think I want to be compensated for this." A carefully crafted, fake sad face was made as he said this, his expression the very picture of wounded innocence, lying through his teeth.
A soft giggle escaped Kaela's lips as she leaned in and pressed a tiny, playful kiss on his nose.
"Really? I'm sorry, Eis. I didn't know I made you so sad," she murmured, her voice a little shy.
"I was just feeling like I wasn't enough."
"Well, I want you to pay for me to forgive you," he teased, his eyes dancing with mischief.
"Really? I am sorry, Eis. I did not know I made you so sad. I was feeling like I was not enough." She said in a cute voice, her body moving seductively to shake her hips slowly to tease his dick, which was already hard for her fat ass sitting on him.
He didn't wait for another word from her mouth; her lips were already sealed, and his hands were already on her soft flesh, his fingers sinking deep into her skin as her hard nipple escaped his finger through some gap, but she closed the gap, pinching her nipples in between his fingers.
"Mmm… errrr…mmmm…" She let out cute moans inside his mouth.
"Eis, should we go to the carriage?" she whispered, a shiver—not from the cold- running through her.
"No," he said, his voice a low rumble of desire. "I want you here."
He guided her back down, not to sit, but to kneel, her hands braced on the cool, flat surface of the rock. He knelt behind her, his fingers hooking into the sides of her already drenched panties. He moved them aside, and a low, appreciative groan escaped him.
"Wow, Kaela... how are you this wet?" he breathed, tracing her slick folds with his fingers, making them glisten in the faint light. His hand came away soaked, as wet as her trembling thighs.
"Eis, what are youuu... that's sooo embarrassing, don'ttt touch like that..." she whined, her body arching into his touch despite her weak protest, her fingers curling against the stone.
"Holding on to the stone in front of her, she tried to make Eis stop what he was doing." she tried to make Eis stop what he was doing. "What, you just want me to take you?"
"Yess, do that," she pleaded, her voice breaking.
"Wait, I want to taste you first."
"Nooooo, I last bathed this morning, it's dirttty!" she tried to protest, but her words dissolved into a high-pitched moan as his mouth found her. Her body convulsed, her back arching sharply.
"Wow, you are still getting wetter by the second," he murmured against her, the vibration making her legs shake before he pulled back, wiping her juices from his mouth with the back of his hand.
"You haven't slept with me in a few days, so I was a little aroused," she panted, her cheek resting on the rock.
Eis gathered his clothes with hers while she was talking. "A little? This is what you call a little?" he said, his cock, now freed, teasing her entrance, rubbing up and down her slickness, spreading her own wetness against her swollen flesh.
"Eis.ss.s, don't do that, just put it in already, aaahhhg!"
With a single, deep thrust, he sheathed himself fully inside her.
Paahh!!!The sound was obscenely wet, followed by a symphony of squich, squich, squich as he began to move, slowly at first, because her inner walls clasped him with a breathtaking, velvet tightness.
"Uggh, Kaela, so tight and wet... I love your pussy."
"Y.yyouu can't say that, Eissss," she moaned, but her protests were losing their force, morphing into raw, needy sounds. "Aah... hnnngh..."
Her moans grew louder, less controlled, starting to sound downright slutty as her pleasure mounted. Seeing the perfect, pale curves of her ass rippling with each of his thrusts, he couldn't resist. He brought his hand down in a sharp, stinging slap.
SLAP!
"Ahanng...!" she cried out, the sound a mix of shock and intense pleasure. Her face pressed against the cool rock, her tongue lolling out, her eyes rolling back. All she could do was meet his thrusts, pushing back against him, her earlier shyness utterly forgotten.
Slap!
Her inner walls clenched around him even tighter, a vice-like grip of pure ecstasy. "Uggh, you like that, don't you? Want me to do it again?" he grunted, his own control fraying.
No response, just a guttural, wordless moan.
Slap!
"Ahhan! Eis, noo Slap! —Ah! Eis, I'm gonna cum! Please, go faster!"
"As you wish, my little baby." He obliged, his pace becoming a punishing, relentless rhythm, driving deeper with each thrust, aiming for the very core of her.
"Noooo! Eis.sss! Too deeeppp!!!!"
She shattered, her release soaking his thighs and the rock beneath them in a warm flood. But Eis did not stop. He continued to pound into her relentlessly, her oversensitive body convulsing with each movement.
"Eis, stop! I'm too sensitive! If you do that, I'll cummmmm again! Arrak! Eeis! Paaah!.
eeeis! Pahh!
Eiissss! Paaah!
Eissss!"
"I can't stop now, Kaela! I'm about to cummm!"
"Please don't... stop... don't .... don't... I.l..l am... about... to cum again... waitttt.... forrrr. meeee..."
He couldn't wait. With a final, brutal increase in pace, a few more lightning strikes into her depths, she lost all power, her body going taut before a second, even more powerful wave crashed through her at the exact moment his own release erupted deep inside her.
Her inner walls clenched and fluttered around him, milking him dry in a series of intense, rhythmic contractions that left them both panting and trembling.
"Uuuuuggghn... arramm..."
They both let out a long, shuddering groan of completion as Eis, spent, collapsed forward onto Kaela's back, his weight pinning her gently to the rock.
They lay there, hearts hammering in unison, slick with sweat and each other, panting in the cool morning air.
As they lay there, spent and entangled, the world began to glow. The first golden rays of the sun began to pierce the horizon, while a few stubborn stars still glittered in the fading deep blue.
The moon, a pale ghost in the brightening sky, made its last stand against the coming dawn.
The result a breathtaking canvas of indigo bleeding into gold, a sight of serene majesty that went perfectly with the quiet, satiated bliss of the couple, whose world, for a blissful moment, consisted only of shared warmth and the steady beat of two hearts slowing together.