Want readers to be warned, this has lemon stuff in it. Don't like, don't read. Other than that enjoy!

Snowed In- Part 2:

She had a nervous laugh, grabbing her bag as fast as she could.

"No…ah…I'm ok…." She rushed down the hall to the bathroom, closing the door behind, her back going against it. She let out a breath. She let her stuff drop to the floor. Her hands going to her face, the heat stinging against her cold fingers. 'Get it together Jackie…just breathe….breathe.' She was trying to calm herself down. She went to the shower. It was a bit big for a cabin bathroom. The shower and tub were separate. The tub looked like its own personal Jacuzzi, while the shower could hold at least four if not five people, with how long and wide it was. It was certainly a suite like bathroom. She turned the water on, letting it heat up. She stripped herself, feeling a tad colder with her skin feeling the moisture from her cold damp clothes. She shivered. She quickly went to get into the heated water, relief hitting her. She needed the warmth. However, now all she could think about was the blonde in the living room, and more to it, everything that just happened. "Okay Jackie, let's be logical….logical…" She tried to sooth herself. "Oh hell who am I kidding?" She breathed out, letting her forehead fall against one of the walls, water hitting the back of her neck. She placed her hands on the wall. "I have officially died and gone to heaven. There is no way this is real…" She turned around so she could slide down the wall. "Yeah that's it…. I froze to death and am in wonderland…or Snowy Ville…or where ever." She leaned her head back. "No way this is real…" She sighed out. 'Who are you kidding?' Her inner thoughts countered. 'If this is a dream or something else, it's pretty damn painful.' Her fingers were starting to get some feeling back, plus the rest of her body was letting her know how sore she was for being so reckless in the snow. 'Get real!' She inwardly yelled at herself. Her face blushed further. "That means…" She put her hands on her cheeks again, trying to contain her screams. "We…we really…he…kissed…" Her thoughts did the screaming for her. She smacked her cheeks. "Get it together Jackie…get it together…" She tried to reason. "You're only stuck in a cabin due to snow with the guy you have been in love with since middle school, and he just kissed you, saying he likes you…."She began to speak quicker, the panic sinking in. "And… he keeps saying…suggestive things…" Her blush spread. 'I couldn't even get through my dreams of imagining us hugging, let alone kissing! And now…' She screamed in her head again. 'How can I possibly think of those things!?' She turned to her side so she could ban her head against the wall. "I." Thump. "Am." Thump. "Doomed." Thump. She kept her forehead there, letting out a breath. She got up and finished her washing then turned the shower off. When she walked out she went through the bathroom cabinets to find a towel to cover herself. She found some luckily and wrapped them around her body and hair. She then looked through her bag, to find something, anything to wear that wasn't damp. She found some pajama shorts and a loose fitting, spaghetti strapped top that were buried in her clothes. They were cold due to being surrounded by damp, cold clothes, but they weren't wet and they worked well enough. Only problem was staying warm after she put them on. She searched her bag for a blanket or anything that could help, letting out a sigh when there was nothing. She unwrapped her hair, glad it was only slightly damp. She hung the towels on the rack to dry, grabbing her bag, walking out. When she reached the living room, Gunther was stoking the fire, adding more logs to keep it blazing. He glanced at her when she came into the room, his cheeks gaining a pink hue. "You….you wouldn't happen to have an extra blanket…would you?" She asked.

"Oh…yeah." He shook some thoughts from his head. "You can barrow my moose pelt if you like?" He offered. "I have a few other blankets with me, so just use what you need." He smiled. She blushed again.

"Ah thank you." She sat on the couch grabbing his blanket and putting it over her. "So…um…you've been pretty busy these last few years." She tried to start a conversation. He finished stoking the fire then went to lean his back against the bottom of the couch.

"I don't really call it being busy, more or less just traveling around with Kick, doing some awesome stuff." He shrugged. "Though, personally, I was just trying to go to places you were." He confessed.

"Where I was…" She glanced at him. He smiled, nodding.

"Yeah, since I figured you weren't coming back here, I thought I try going to you." He said. "But you're pretty good at running." He admitted.

"Ah…another bad habit." She moved her hair behind her ear.

"I know." He had a sly expression. "Too bad I'm a good chaser." Her heart skipped a beat.

"Ch…chaser?" She stuttered. "What do you mean?"

"Let's just say, I always have few good tricks up my sleeve." He chuckled. She stared at him, something popping in her mind.

"You….you planned this didn't you?" She pointed. "How did you…that is just….how in the world…" She tried to figure it out.

"Might have suggested to Kendall the last time you talked to her to suggest a peaceful vacation, since she said you were feeling stressed." He informed.

"But she's been telling me to go on a vacation for over a year now." She retorted. "Plus the last time I talked to her was a week before doing this. I didn't tell her a thing about where I was going or anything!" She was shocked.

"Kinda took a chance." He spoke. "Though I wasn't expecting the snow and blizzard."

"You and me both." She curled up a little with the blanket to get some more heat. He raised an eyebrow.

"My offer still stands if you want to get warm." He smirked. She was as red as a tomato. 'What offer!?' She exclaimed in her mind, too many things coming to it now, making her blush spread more.

"Ah…oh look how late it's got, well we don't want to ruin our beauty sleep, time for sleep, night." She went from pointing to the clock to hiding herself under the couch pillows and his blanket. He chuckled. 'She really is too cute.' He thought.

"Night." He got up, going to grab the extra blankets he had, placing another over her when he came back and laying down on the floor in front of the fire. He watched her sleep, a smile crossing his face, before laying his head down on his arms and pillow, closing his eyes.

(*)

A few hours passed and she couldn't sleep. Her mind was going crazy, plus she still felt cold. 'it had to be these pajama's…' She cursed in her mind, thinking about the fact she was only wearing shorts and the thin top. She peaked up from under the pillows. Gunther seemed sound asleep. 'And he's here!' She blushed hard. She glanced towards the fire noticing it was dimming. She carefully sat up, trying to maneuver herself so she could get to the wood. She grabbed a few logs, carefully tossing them onto the fire to get it bigger again. She stayed crouched in front of it for a bit, enjoying the warmth and watching how the flames flickered. She wished she had her camera, because it was like the flames were telling a story, mesmerizing and enchanting at the same time. She felt content at the moment.

"You still cold?" The comment startled her. She glanced back and saw Gunther leaning his head against his hand, his elbow and other hand on his pillow.

"I..I was just keeping the fire going." She countered. He sat up, closing the distance between them. He reached his hand out and touched her cheek. She blushed, the back of his hand going down her arm until he took her hand in his.

"Liar." He simply said. "You're hands are still freezing, I'm surprised you're not catching a cold."

"How are you so warm?" She was growing shyer by the second the fact he was holding her hand.

"I'm use to cold weather." He replied. "I once even helped Kick when he got lost in a blizzard when we were younger." He mentioned. "I can be shirtless in this weather and still be hot."

"I bet…" She mumbled to herself, thinking about him being shirtless, which caused her to grow redder. He smirked, pulling her closer. She gasped at the sudden pull.

"I can be shirtless now, too, if you want?" He quirked an eyebrow, her air getting caught in her throat again. "Body heat does help to fend off the cold." She let out a little squeak. He released her hand. "Jackie." He had a sincere smile. "You know I'm not going to do anything unless you want to, right?" He told her. "I'm just teasing you cause your expressions are so cute." He explained, laughing lightly. She calmed down a little, letting out a few of her laughs.

"Right…" She responded.

"Though I wasn't lying about the body heat thing." He had a small smirk. "If you're that cold it might help." She swallowed, glancing down, blushing more. Her bangs covering her eyes.

"I…uh…I guess…." She ran her hand up her arm. "It…it'll be fine." She let out.

"You sure?" He asked sincerely. She nodded. He went to grab his blankets that were on the floor, then went to the couch. The cushions were long enough that there was enough room for them both, plus some extra space so they were comfy. He had all the blankets on top of one another and the pillows on one end of the couch. He sat down, taking off his shirt. She quickly covered her eyes, growing more embarrassed. He let out a few chuckles, before walking over to her.

"Give me your hand Jackie." He had his out. She swallowed again, keeping her eyes closed as she reached out her hand. He grasped it and helped her up, leading her to the couch. He made a quick decision the second he sat down, to twist her around and tug her down onto his lap. She squeaked at the sudden movement and feeling of landing on his lap. Her blush never leaving her cheeks. He placed his arm around her stomach, before causing them both to lay down, bringing the blankets over them. He pulled her closer, so her back was against his chest more. "You can open your eyes now Jackie." He said, his breath close to her ear, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

"Ah…ok…" She slowly opened her eyes. She had her hands close to her chest, her nerves on edge the whole time. She did enjoy the warmth he was giving, though. Her mind trying to calm itself. "Sorry if…well um…if this is bothersome…." She finally spoke after a bit. "I was a little reckless out there."

"Bothersome?" He repeated. "I don't mind this at all." He countered. "In fact I'm enjoying it." She clenched her shirt.

"You…but…that's…I don't get why…" She managed to retort. He watched her.

"I told you before you get too caught up in your head, right." He started, reminding her of their previous conversation. "I would have thought it be obvious by now." He added. "Though maybe I just need to say it the right way, so it sinks in." He had a small smirk, bringing his lips to the shell of her ear. "I love you Jackie." He whispered. Her heart raced and out of reaction she turned herself to face him. Her shock immanent on her features. She stared into his deep blue eyes, seeing only the truth in them. Before she knew it, he closed the distance between them, his lips pressing against hers again. She closed her eyes, sinking into the kiss. He brought her closer with the arm that was wrapped around her, her hands resting against his chest. They parted for a brief few seconds before he captured her lips again. He had his hand that was wrapped around slowly go along her hip then side, pushing her top up slowly, exposing her stomach to him. His hand then went to her exposed back, slowly slipping up underneath her top, sending shivers up and down her spine. Her back naturally arching into him as he continued his movements. She gasped at the tingly feeling. He took advantage of that moment, pushing his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss further. His tongue dominated hers, not that it was a fight for it. She was surprised he even did that, but didn't mind the sudden change. One of her hands had slipped up his chest, wrapping her fingers around the back of his neck, then getting entangled into the back of his hair. Before either knew it, he was on top of her enjoying the kiss further. They finally had to part for air when it became too difficult to do both things at once. He parted from her lips, a string of saliva still connecting them. The sight before him, seducing him further. "Wow…that's sexy…" He breathed out, trying to catch his breath. She was underneath him, breathing heavily, her hair sprawled out all over the pillow, her arms by her head now, her glasses fogged and askew, her lips slightly parted, while the blush she had was different. He could tell it was from the moment and not embarrassment. It was all enticing to him. And the best part her expression. He wanted to be the only one to ever see her like this and only one to get her to look the way she did. 'So hot. So adorable…so irresistible.' He thought. She had a look that was a mix of breathlessness, love, a bit of embarrassment, and some desire. He lowered his head and kissed her gently, letting his lips linger down to her ear, nipping at the shell, her breath hitching. He bit his lip, before speaking. "If you want to stop just tell me." He whispered. "Like I said I won't do anything you don't want me to." He reiterated. She nodded, as he continued to use his tongue along the shell of her ear. Her body reacting naturally to the wet muscle, her hand grasping onto his shoulder.

"I…I trust you, Gunther." Her voice a breathy whisper. He lifted his head to look at her, a smile coming to his lips. He removed her glasses placing them on a side table near the couch. He then used both his hands to take ahold of both her cheeks, bringing her to sit up like he was and get closer to him, their lips meeting again. He let one hand move to the back of her neck, running his fingers through her brunette locks. His other hand traveled down her neck to her arm, helping her spaghetti straps fall, and removing them down her arms. He soon was going to her hip then side and back again. He laid her on her back, letting his lips travel down her neck this time. He nipped and sucked on certain places, earning mewls from her. He wanted to mark her as his. He got closer and closer to the part of her shirt that stayed over breasts. He glanced up at her, her eyes shut from his treatment. He glided his lips back up to the bottom of her ear, his hand, though, sliding her shirt down

"Open your eyes Jackie." He instructed in a husky, low voice. He glanced at her face, her eyes, hooded lowly. He smirked, his hand running over one of her breasts, her shirt now crunched up around her midriff. She gasped, closing her eyes instantly, and covering herself.

"Don't look." She squeaked. He sat up, raising an eyebrow, a small smirk still on his lips. She had her arms covering herself.

"Why not?" He questioned. She looked away. 'They're still small…I just barely made B-cup' She thought. He had his hand guide her to look at him, his eyes reading hers. "You know you're beautiful, right Jackie." He told her. Her eyes widened. 'Did he…' She couldn't believe what she heard. "You've always been." He continued. "Everything about you, Jackie, is amazing, beautiful, and lovable." He smiled. "Though, like I said, you've always been that way." He leaned his forehead against hers.

"But…I…they're so…" She tried to counter, getting more flustered. He pecked her cheek.

"You really are beautiful Jackie." He repeated, speaking into her ear. "Hell practically every guys drools over your magazine shots and red carpet looks." He mentioned. "Gets a little troublesome sometimes." He side glanced thinking about the idiots who he would always see fawn over her pictures in magazines, some saying things that got his blood boiling. She felt her heart skip a beat again.

"I…I didn't know…" She spoke slowly. He glanced back at her, raising his head a little.

"You're really something you know." He had a sincere look. She clenched her fists together, letting out a breath.

"Just….just don't be disappointed…" Her eyes closed shut as she unfolded her arms slowly. She really did want to hide, bringing her hands to cover her eyes. He let out a little chuckle, grabbing one her hands placing it beside her head. He lowered his lips to her ear again.

"Disappointed?" He repeated. "Never." He answered. "You really have no idea how you affect me. Clothes on or off." He added. She let her eyes peak open and look at him. He had a sly expression. He kissed her again, loving the feel of her plump, soft, sweet lips. He had his hand slide up along her side, his fingers gliding up along her ribcage to the lower flesh of one of her boobs. Her breath hitched, as he let his lips work back down to her neck. His hand moved to grasp her breast, gently squeezing the mound. He let his fingers graze over her nipple, causing her to gasp again. Her breaths and mewls becoming music to his ears. He slid his thumb back and forth along her perked nipple, the feeling enticing him further. He glanced up to her expression. Her face flush as she was biting her lip. The smirk his face growing. His lips traveled further down to her chest, his tongue grazing over her peak. She squeaked as the wet muscle continued to glide over it, his hand and fingers going to her other breast that had yet to be touched. She bit her knuckle as he took the peak into his mouth, simultaneously tweaking her other one. He nipped and sucked on it, using his tongue to flick the hardened area. He moved his lips to the other one, giving it the same attention. The sensation making her feel hotter and in haze, the fact her head was spinning in a good way. He left her mound, letting his lips linger down her abdomen. His hands gliding the rest of her shirt down further, catching her shorts with it. He got them off, tossing the garments to the floor. He had one of her legs on either side of him, letting his hands slide up her thighs to her hips. The thought she was wearing a sky blue thong, seduced him even more. He moved one of his hand up her flat stomach, leaning himself down to kiss the hollow of her neck. He nipped his way to her lips, deepening the kiss the second he made contact. She felt his hand travel back down, going to her thigh then inner thigh. She tensed. He parted from her lips and looked at her. "We can stop." He breathed. "I won't do anything you're not ready for." He reminded. She caught her breath, calming herself. She shook her head, lightly.

"No…I…ah…I just have to get use to it…is all." She replied. "This…this is a first for me…doing this kind of thing…" She was embarrassed again, feeling her face heat up.

"First…" He reiterated. 'She's a virgin…' The thought making him happy. He bit his lip, before continuing. "Still. I'll stop if it gets to be too much." He spoke. "Promise." She nodded at his words. He pressed his lips to hers gently, placing his hands on her hips, pressing his lower region to hers. She felt something hard when he did that, his pajama pants thin enough for her to feel the heat as well. She tried not to get surprised by the movement, but failed. The sudden friction causing a heat and tingly sensation to pool in her stomach and below. He loved the feeling her heat gave, his pants tight for some reason, even though they were loose. He deepened their kiss, as his hands brought them closer, his member aching to be released. He slid his hand back to her inner thigh, his finger tracing up her core. Her underwear became wet, as he continued to press his fingers against her lower region. She let out a breathy mewl, the touch being new to her. Her gasps mixing with her squeaks. He let his lips travel to the valley of her breasts, moving her underwear to the side, running a finger up her uncovered core. Her hand fisted the pillow sheet, while her other covered her mouth. He glanced up, a devious hint in his eye. He slowly moved his finger in a circular motion over her sensitive nub, her back arched as she shivered at the sensation. He continued to tweak it with his thumb, soon inserting a single finger into her wet cavern. She let out a breathy scream, her eyes closed tightly as she felt the sudden intrusion, beginning to stretch her. He slowly moved it in and out of her. She began to feel a pressure start to build, her body getting use to the feeling of something going inside her. He watched her as he added a second digit, her breathing getting heavier as she let out cute little moans. After a few minutes, he began to make a scissoring motion with his fingers. The pressure was increasing, her body getting hotter and his hand causing more pleasure in her. He stopped his scissoring motion, inserting a third finger. She held on tightly to the pillow case with her hand, while she bit her other hand's knuckle again to keep from crying out. He pumped his fingers in and out of her in a steady pace. The friction becoming too much as the pressure was toppling for her. He smirked, removing his fingers. They were coated in her juices. She let out a whimper when he removed them, as she tried to get her breathing back down. 'She was close.' He chuckled to himself. Her eyes were barely open as she gazed up at him. He licked his index, before taking the other two into his mouth, one by one, to taste her. "You're really sweet." He had a lustful look. The comment making her pulse quicken more. He slowly brought the back of his fingers down her sides to her hips, taking the lacy band of her underwear into them. He pulled them down, throwing them to the floor when they were off. Her blush spread all over her face, not believing she was completely naked. He lowered his head in between her legs, a curious expression crossing her face.

"Wh…what are you…" Her voice was airy and soft when she tried to ask him the question. However, he cut her off by showing what he was going to do. His breath hitting her core, letting his tongue glide along it. She let out a breathy squeal. He continued to flick his tongue along her nub, sucking on the sensitive spot. The wet, hot muscle caused her body to tremble. She wanted to close her legs, but he kept them open as he lapped away at her soaked cavern. She couldn't breathe with the way he was taking the wind right out of her. The pressure rebuilding to all new heights. She wanted to get rid of it already. He pressed his tongue harder against her sensitive spots, making her head feel fuzzy and fogged. He used his knuckle to slide up her slit as he continued to take her in his mouth. She squirmed under his actions, the feeling sending shivers up her spine as her back arched more. He reveled in the fact he was causing such reactions, enjoying her breathy gasps and mewls she had, letting the pleasure cloud her mind. He grazed his teeth over her nub, sending new waves throughout her body. Her body trembled more as his mouth worked over her sensitive spot, her vision getting spotty. Her muscles twitched, her toes curled, as she finally moved the hand from her lips to slip through his blonde locks. Her fingers tightening as she felt a sensation she never felt before. He smirked, knowing he was causing her climax, the high taking over her body. He continued to lap her up, drinking up her overflowing juices. The feeling making him want to cum, even though he had yet to be touched down there. She was making it hard for him to keep his own composure, and even harder to not let an orgasm hit himself. He gave her slick walls a final lick before kissing up her inner thigh, slowly letting his tongue glide up to her knee. He did the same to the other thigh, nipping a bit more at her inner thighs. She was panting when he sat up, licking his lips. He bit them, turned on even more by the sight before him. She really was seducing him, whether it was on purpose or not. His thoughts were solely on her.

"You like that, Jackie?" He had gained a lot more confidence, an amused expression. She was trying to breathe again, glancing up at him. Her lips were slightly parted, swollen and plump from everything. And the fact she was naked underneath, brought a new emotion to him, wanting to keep her there, forever in that moment. To be forever his. He kissed her shoulder working his way up her neck and along her jawline. He took her lips gently, enjoying the softness they had. He lifted his head, looking in her eyes.

"I'm the….this isn't….you're….you're not being fair…" She stuttered, her breathing a bit calmer, feeling flustered at the thought she had. He raised an eyebrow.

"Unfair?" He spoke. "How so?" She felt a lump in her throat, feeling more sheepish.

"I…you…it's just…you're not…" She tried to say. "You're…still clothed…" She desperately wanted to hide, her cheeks feeling hotter than ever. He sat up, his smirk had yet to vanish from his lips. He grabbed her hand that was draped under her breasts. It was the one that had fisted his hair then went limp as she came. He brought her hand towards the waistband of his pajamas, letting it rest there.

"You can change that." He implied, releasing her hand, letting them rest by his sides. She gulped, the heat spreading further down her face. Her hand shook a little as it was on his waist line. She sat up and brought her other one to the other side of his pants, her nerves getting to her. She was mentally trying to calm herself as she slipped her delicate fingers under the band, pulling on them lightly. The clothing slipping down his hips to his thighs. He helped her by sliding the rest off for her, letting them drop to the floor. His boxers still on, her heartrate increasing even more. Her hands still shook, when he placed her hands on the material of his underwear. She shut her eyes, feeling cowardice. He placed his palm against her cheek, causing her to look into his eyes. "You don't have to push yourself, you know." He soothed. "You're important to me and I just want to stay by your side." He continued. "You're my everything and I never want you to hurt you." She stared into his beautiful blue eyes, seeing the same emotion she saw before they started this. 'He…he really does love me…' Her heart pounding, pulsating in her ears. 'And…and I haven't answered…' She realized.

"You…I…I love you too…" She responded. His eyes widening at her words. "I…I didn't say it before…and even if you figured out my crush….you need to know." She glanced to the side, then back. "I love you too…" He smashed his lips to her after her confession, wrapping his arms around her. The movement was so sudden it surprised her, but she melted into it either way, her hands resting on his shoulders. He sat back, bringing her onto his lap, never parting from her lips. The kiss was filled with passion, love and more. He loosened his grip, letting their kiss end, looking into her dazzling brown eyes.

"I never want to let you go." He stated. "You're mine now." Another smirk ghosting his features. She had a small giggle.

"You realize I'm on vacation…I'm not staying. I have to get back to work when in a few weeks." She replied, a shy smile on her lips.

"Doesn't matter." He proclaimed. "Even if you're in London, Tokyo, Paris, the Old Country, L.A., or New York, I'm never letting you go." He held her closer. "You're mine and no one else's." He claimed. She blushed more. He kissed her again, letting his hands travel down to her hips, pressing them closer to him. Her lower regions grinded up against his hot, hard member, causing her to gasp into the kiss. He could feel her hot wetness on him, his boxers getting wet from her soaked core. He led her hips to grind more against him. He now was breathing heavily, letting out his own sounds of pleasure with every slow grind. He wanted the material blocking them gone. He stopped his movements, her head leaning on his shoulder when he did. She was trying to steady her breath. He whispered in her ear, his tone low and husky. "You still haven't taken them off." Her heart skipped with what he implied. She wallowed thickly, shifting to look at him. He had a sly look. She felt nervous as her hands traveled down his chest and past his abs, her fingers sending chills throughout his body. She found his waistline, feeling anxious. Her fingers trailed along the rim, feeling a small hard material. She swallowed again, closing her eyes as she fiddled with the buttons, a hard, hot smooth surface brushing up against the back of her fingers. Her air got caught in her throat. He watched as she kept her eyes closed, his expression becoming a bit more devious. He grabbed one of her hands, making it wrap around his length. He chuckled at her sudden squeak and jolt from the touch. He kept her hand where it was. "This is how you affect me." His tone still the same and breath hot near her face. "Open your eyes Jackie." He told her. She felt hotter than ever, keeping her eyes shut. He changed their position, having her on her back again, keeping her hand where it was, while her other went to her mouth. He leaned over her. "Look Jackie." His voice enticing. She swallowed again and slowly opened them, trying to not glance down as she removed her hand. However, he made it difficult, sitting up, his underwear gone. Her cheeks burned from her blush, when she saw his member. Her eyes widened. 'It's so big! There's no way that…' Her mind flushed, making her feel more sheepish. He leaned over her again, nipping along the side of her neck. At the same time, he pressed his thickness against her core. The feeling making both gasp at the mixing heat. His breath became heavier as he used his hand to slide the tip of his cock up and down her slit.

"Ah!" She cried out, the feeling overwhelming. He continued to tease her, the sensation incredible to him. He was panting, his desire wanting to take over. He lifted himself to look at her. The sight nearly making him lose his composure. However, he kept it, staring into her eyes. He wanted to make sure this is what she wanted. He needed to know she was okay with this. Her chest rose and fell, as she glanced back at him.

"Jackie…" His voice serious. 'It's now or never to stop…' He thought. She stared into his eyes, knowing this was the moment to say they should stop, if not, everything would be different. She swallowed thickly again, settling her mind. He watched her. "I won't make you do anything you don't want to." She nodded.

"I…I know…" She replied. "It's….I'm ok." She told him, her voice as sincere. He smiled, kissing her sweetly.

"I'll be gentle." He whispered. "Promise." He lifted himself, aligning them. "This might hurt a bit, you can hold to me if you need to." He informed, sliding one of his hands along her thigh, the other staying close to her hip. She nodded, her heart racing more. He did a quick movement, thrusting himself into her. She let out a small scream at the intrusion, wrapping her hands around his neck, a few tears in her eyes. 'Fuck…' He thought, her walls tight around his member, it almost made him want to cum at that moment. But he controlled the urge. He made sure not to move, letting her adjust to him, running his hands up and down her back to sooth her. She felt her walls stretch and tear at his massiveness. She also felt full and hot from his member. Everything was making her dizzy and have clouded thoughts. After a few moments, she loosened her grip from around his neck. He helped lay her back down, both still in their embrace. He lifted up slightly, looking at her. She was calmer and simply nodded, giving him the okay to continue, letting her hands fall beside her head. He pulled his member out, slowly sliding it back in, to start a steady pace. She gripped the pillow, her body still getting used to his size and now his movements. However, after a few thrusts, the pain and stretching feeling had left, leaving her to feel nothing but hot and full. The pleasant pressure helping to fuel her pleasure. He sped up slightly, sensing that her tenseness was gone.

"Ah, Gunther…" She cried out now, her gasps and mewls turning into breathy cute moans. He picked up the pace a bit more. They both were beginning to pant more and enjoy the sensations they were getting. She let her back arch, one of her hands grip onto his shoulder. He smirked, placing a hand behind her back, causing her to be on his lap again. There he helped to move her hips on his cock. She leaned her head back as he continued to plunge into her. Her hand still held fast on his shoulder, while the other was on his leg. She moved her hand, the back pressing against her lips, trying to keep her sounds contained. He saw and used on of his hands to pull towards him, by pushing her upper back. The movement caused her to have her hands on his shoulders, tightening her fingers around them as he quickened the pace. She was moaning out his name, her tone out of breath and raspy. This only edged him on further as he pressed his lips to the pulse on her neck, gliding his lips up to her lips. The kiss wet and messy, since both were already losing enough air. He switched their positon again, laying her back down, but lifting one her legs over his shoulder. Her scream breathy as he continued to thrust into her. She had her hands by her head, fisting the pillow as her mind was completely fogged with her pleasure. Her muscles trembled as his pace increased again. He let out a few silent curses, his climax wanting to topple over. But he kept from doing so, knowing she was so close. Her cries of pleasure were becoming silent moans, as her breath was getting more and more ragged. She could feel the sensation she had before that caused her legs to spasm and toes curl. She wanted to feel that high again. Her walls began to tighten more around him, his own pleasure filling his voice. He pushed in and out of her in a deeper manner, going harder. Those harder thrusts caused her walls to clamp down as she was brought into her orgasm, his member blocking her juices from seeping out. The high she felt better than ever. Her vision became hazy, soon going black as everything caused her to pass out. Once he felt her climax, his own followed. His hot seed filled her and he helped to ride out climax. He saw her body go limp, when he pulled out, the pleasure exhausting her. He chuckled at the fact he caused such a reaction, pulling her close to him. He pulled the blankets over them, letting his eyes close and sleep overcome him.

To Be continued…