Serena let out a long breath and watched the vapor from her lungs freeze in the cold air. As it dissipated, she looked around at the idyllic scene surrounding her.
Darien had surprised her by renting a cabin tucked away in the woods for a week to celebrate the New Year. His classes didn't start until mid-January, so he thought it would be the perfect time. Especially after how hard he had been studying for finals during the second term.
She loved how thoughtful he was, and it amused her that it made him blush whenever she commented on that trait. Every time, Darien would scratch nervously at the back of his neck and explain why it was really for him, making it sound selfish.
She never bought his stories. Yes, she believed he needed a break from studying, and the relaxation would be pleasant, but before they were together, he had never taken a trip alone. He would counter that going away alone wasn't any fun, but to her, that was just him admitting his life was better with her in it.
Serena loved the feel of the chill air against her cheeks. She was wrapped in a warm coat and two scarves that Darien had first insisted she wear, and then he had put them on her himself when she said that it was silly to have that many.
It was two hours past sunset, and the moon was full overhead. The light filtered down through the clearing in the trees and illuminated the snow-covered ground around the cabin. The porch she stood on had been thoughtfully cleared of snow by Darien four hours earlier.
She loved going out in the evening when the snow had fallen, and the moon shone down. Something about the scenery calmed her, and she suspected it had something to do with her past life. She believed the snow-covered ground at night had to be the closest thing to a lunar landscape.
After another fifteen minutes, she turned and walked the six steps to the front door. When she got there, she stood just thinking for a bit. Her mind filled with how much she loved her husband and how glad she was to have married him.
She then thought about how her friends still called him stoic and socially awkward, which would shock her. Then she would pause and consider it from their point of view and realize they were mean but right. He still did come off the way he had first appeared to her back in high school.
It was all a side of him that she never saw when they were alone anymore. She mentally admitted that maybe that was because she understood him now and knew the truth underneath his actions. Perhaps he didn't change outwardly as much as she felt he had.
Not that it mattered at all to her. The truth was he loved her, and he was devoted to her and his education, in that order. Not that she ever tried to make him choose. She wanted him to become a doctor just as much as he wanted to.
Serena would laugh when she told her friends she thought it sounded cool to be a doctor's wife, but she wasn't totally kidding. His eventual high-paying career would help make her low-paying nonprofit job working at the children's home more financially sensible to outsiders. She didn't ever want to embrace him with her career. She worried about things like that.
She grabbed the handle to open the front door of the cabin, and her hand stilled on the knob. Her mind switched topics quickly from how sweet he was to the fact that she had announced that this trip away to the woods would be filled with sex.
When she announced that fact while they were packing, he blushed and then went over to her dresser, pulled out her navy blue lace teddy, and packed it in her suitcase. Her response was to say saucily, "I didn't plan on bringing anything to wear in the bedroom except this." As she finished that sentence, she held up the handcuffs that had been tucked in her bag, dangling them in front of his face.
Darien plucked the handcuffs from her fingers and packed them in his suitcase. "I want to know exactly where these are." He then tossed the teddy on the floor and said, "Maybe anything to cover up that hot body is a bad idea."
Of course, then Serena busted out laughing at the inevitable next thing he did: pick up the teddy and put it back where he got it from. She knew that there was no way he would leave a mess, even when talking about sex.
With her hand still on the doorknob, she thought about what tonight would bring. She looked forward to Darien warming up her chilled body with his toned, naked one, his taught muscles flexing and rippling as he made love to her.
Smirking, she took her hand off the knob and then brought it up and knocked three times. The warmth of anticipation spread through her body as she waited for him to answer the door.
Serena was just about to knock again when Darien opened the door with a befuddled look on his face. "Serena, what's wrong? Did you get locked out?"
She shook her head and said, "Hello stranger. I'm so glad I found this cabin. I've been lost in these woods for hours. I'm freezing cold, and it's so late at night. Can I come in?"
The heat that spread through his gaze warmed her even more. With a smoldering look, he shook his head and shut the door firmly in her face.
"Crap," she muttered. "I don't get why it turns me on when he acts like an asshole."
Serena then knocked firmly five times and tapped her foot on the ground, feigning impatience. When he opened the door, she said, "You would prefer I freeze to death?"
"I don't care what happens to you. I'm not running a hostel." He pointed behind her and said, "The road is five miles that way."
"Can't you let me stay here tonight? No one will be on the roads this late, and anyone who happens to be will probably just murder me."
Darien raised one eyebrow at her and said, "I don't do charity work."
"So then, what would it take for me to be able to stay?" She asked impatiently.
He worked to unwind her first scarf, and she was amused by the genuine flash of annoyance that crossed his face. She told him two scarfs were annoying —and she was right.
After finally working both scarves off her, he draped them over his arm and unzipped her coat. Eying her body, he said, "Sex."
"What?" she asked, thrilled by his directness in the game. Serena liked playing dumb because it forced him to be even more explicit in his desires.
Darien said, "You can stay the night if I get to fuck your hot body. That's the price to stay here."
She pulled off her coat in response and walked through the front door. "I find your terms acceptable." Serena then tossed her jacket on the couch. Once it hit the armrest and lay there, she began unbuttoning her shirt, exposing her breasts to his view. "This should be fun."
Darien grabbed her breast, fondled her for a bit, and then said, "Get naked. I'm not a patient man."
After stripping quickly, she pressed her naked body to him and rubbed his hard cock through his pants. "Ooooh. Your dick is huge."
He brought his hand between her thighs and then slid his fingers to her clit. Rubbing her sensitive nub, he smiled as she moaned from his touch. "I'm going to wreck your sweet pussy tonight. You're going to be walking funny tomorrow."
Serena rubbed herself against his fingers and said, "I'm not so easy to impress. Hopefully, you can back up your words with actual skills."
Slapping her ass, he said, "Back right room. Get in there now. I'll show you my skills."
Serena ran off excited. She could hear him tossing his clothes; he could be messy when sex was involved —naked he followed her quickly.
When he joined her in the room, he lifted her up and tossed her on the bed on her back. "What's your name, sexy?"
"Serena," she replied, looking up at him, legs spread and nipples hard.
He leaned over, bit her breast without leaving any marks, and then said, "The name you're screaming out tonight is Darien."
She cupped his cheek and urged him to bring his face to hers. Once he did, she kissed him passionately. When the kiss broke, she said, "Time to play."
He trailed little nips along her shoulder and neck and whispered, "The rules of this game are mine to make up." Darien then reached into the drawer on the nightstand by the bed and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "You should know better than to trust a stranger." He then placed one cuff around her right wrist and cuffed the other side to the wrung on the headboard. "Rule is this isn't over until I say you can go. I've never had someone in my bed as hot as you. I won't let you go easily."
Serena was dripping wet by now. She loved him, and he was just enough of an ass in the game to drive her wild. After all, she had gone willingly to his bed, but now he was trapping her there.
She looked up at him with a smirk on her face. Not playing the passive woman this time, she said, "Oh good —light bondage. I love your game. What's another rule?"
Darien sucked a hickey on her left breast, and then, very proud of the bruise there, he said, "I get to mark your body."
"And?" She pressed, taking her free hand and running it through his hair.
"I fuck you raw," he growled. She knew the truth behind that. She was on birth control, and they didn't bring any condoms, but she enjoyed how he used that truth for the game.
"Exciting," she purred.
Serena moaned as Darien thrust his cock in her and seated himself inside her all the way. Once she had fully sheathed him, she rocked her hips to encourage him to move.
Shaking his head, he said, "In a moment. You're so tight I just want to feel you on my cock for a bit."
"I'm glad that I please you," she whispered.
"I'm glad that you got lost and knocked on my door. I was going to have to masturbate to vague fantasies tonight. Now I get to feel…" he moaned and pistoned his cock in her once. "I get to fuck the hottest woman I ever laid eyes on."
Serena moved her right wrist and made the handcuff rattle. "I'm at your mercy. Have me."
They moaned together as he started thrusting, taking her hard. He thrust over and over again, slapping their skin together and making his cock hit her womb every time.
"Darien!" She screamed as he built her up. Foreplay had been the game they played at the door. Now, he was just taking her like an animal and grunting as he had her.
Darien grabbed her hips and thrust into her even harder. "I need this," he moaned. "I need your body, Serena. Knowing I had this place booked and could spend time with you like this is what got me through finals. You're all that got me through."
She cupped his cheek with her free hand again as he kept pounding into her. It was obvious to her how wildly desperate he was for her. "I'm always here for you. Take what you need from me, my love."
He locked eyes with her as he braced his hands against the bed and thrust, snapping his hips. "Let's keep playing the game."
"What do you need?" She asked, wanting to know the next direction she should take.
Darien moved one of her legs and hooked it over his shoulder. "You want this."
Serena huffed out a small laugh. She thought, no shit, she wanted this. What she said was, "Keep me. Keep me here as long as you want my body. You fuck me so good!" She moaned out in pleasure to prove her point.
Daren rubbed her clit. He was working to speed her orgasm along, so she figured his orgasm was coming quicker than he wanted. He said, "I'll have more rules."
"Like?"
"I'll make them up as I go," he replied. "They will all be to my advantage. Like you're not allowed to wear clothes."
Serena moaned and felt her orgasm approaching. "Anything to be fucked like this again. You're a king."
He grabbed her hair and looked her in the eyes, "I'm your king, and you're my sex slave."
"Always," she moaned.
"You better be close!" He commanded. "The sexy stranger got me off."
Serena screamed in orgasm, shouting his name and trembling from the power of it ripping through her. She then felt his orgasm pulsing out and filling her with his cum.
Laying on top of her, panting for breath, he said, "I'm not uncuffing you tonight."
She smiled gently, pleased by the promise of more sex, and said, "I never once asked to be released. I'm happy to have the sexy stranger in the woods keep me chained to his bed."
Darien kissed her bare shoulder and said, "Careful, he has a voracious appetite."
Serena rolled her eyes, "I don't know what that word means!"
"It means I'm going to wear you out with sex."
Moaning, she said, "Promise? Don't tease a girl with a good time."
Darien lowered his head down and sucked on her tit. "I promise. I'm not a generous man, and I'm letting you stay here cheaply. I have a lot of demands to take out on your sexy body."
He kept his word and kept her chained to the bed until morning, not letting her rest. Once morning hit, Serena was utterly worn out from the hours of pleasure she had experienced with him and eventually fell asleep with a slight but exhausted smile on her face.