The snow crunched beneath Lena's boots as she crested the hill, the cabin's warm glow cutting through the swirling flakes like a promise. Her cheeks burned from the cold and the climb, but her mind raced ahead to the fire—and to Marcus, whose silhouette she could already picture tending it. She burst through the door, shedding layers until only her clinging base clothes remained, flushed and breathing hard. "Took you long enough," Marcus said, rising from the hearth with a smirk, his bare chest gleaming. "I was starting to think the snow swallowed you whole." Lena arched a brow, stepping close. "Please. I'd outpace an avalanche just to watch you sweat by that fire. Miss me, or just the view?"
She wrapped her arms around him from behind, hands sliding over his chest as he leaned back. "Horny already?" he teased, voice low and amused. "The hike must've been torture—or was it the thought of my cock getting hard for you?" Lena laughed, sharp and bold, her fingers trailing lower. "Talk all you want, but we both know who's dripping wet from the climb. Your ass looks even better from this angle, by the way." His hands found her thighs, gripping firmly as she ground against him, the friction building heat that had nothing to do with the flames.
"Careful," Marcus murmured, turning to face her, his mouth claiming hers in a fierce kiss. "Keep grinding like that and I'll have you on your knees for a blowjob before the fire even warms up." Lena pushed back, strong and unyielding, palming his hardening length through his pants. "Promises, promises. I'd rather feel this cock inside me, but only if you earn it. Make me pant first." Their banter dissolved into moans as clothes vanished; she shoved him down onto the rug, straddling his face with commanding grace.
His tongue worked her pussy relentlessly, drawing wet, dripping arousal as she rocked her hips, fingers tangled in his hair. "Fuck, yes—right there," she gasped, not submissive but directing every stroke. When he flipped her beneath him, thrusting his thick cock deep, their bodies slammed together in a sweaty rhythm, her nails raking his back. "Harder," she demanded between panting breaths. "Don't hold back now." He obliged, pounding until her walls clenched, her orgasm crashing through her like a wave.
Marcus followed moments later, groaning as he came inside her, cum spilling hot and deep while she milked every pulse. They collapsed in a tangle of limbs, skin slick and hearts racing against the fire's crackle. Lena traced lazy circles on his chest, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Round one was fun—but next time, I want that toy you mentioned, and maybe a third to watch us break it in."
The night had only just begun.
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