EroticReverie

I wake up needing to pee, so I slip out of Asher's arms carefully, going to the bathroom and quickly making way back to the bed to get back in his warm arms, in the warm bed. I notice West's door is open and he's  not inside so I walk to my bedroom, find a t shirt and panties to throw on and then head down stairs quietly. 

It was the middle of the night, why was he still up? I worried about all of them, and West was never up this late, or this early. I tip toe around the foyer and through the house to the kitchen where I expect to find him, but don't see him at all. I shiver and hold my arms as I look out the back, seeing Westlan in the jacuzzi. His head is laid back over the side, slouched down in the water so it covers him from the neck down. 

I watch him lift a hand out of the water and reach over, grabbing a bottle of beer on the side. 

Before we went to bed, Asher had told me that I need to say my goodbyes. That once we left this house to stay at the cabin currently occupied by Cade, he wouldn't share me anymore. And I didnt want him to. I like the idea of only being his. But I also couldn't lie that I enjoyed all of them, especially the crazy bastard outside letting snow flakes hit his face as he laid submerged in the hot bubbling waters of the jacuzzi. The steam killing all of the falling snowflakes beofre they can hit the water. 

I open the door, hissing inwardly as the cold wind gusts inside and I step out onto the small shoveled pathway that's already collected a few more inches. 

Westlan notices me as I step out. I can see the small smirk on his face.

"Hurry up smurf baby, you're gonna freeze your hot tits off." he says and I give a little laugh and then am running on tip toes, my feet burning from the cold as he sits up, reaching over the edge and swinging his arm around my waist to pull me in. I yelp as he pulls me over, into his lap, my cold feet burning even more in the hot water and I hiss. 

"Missed me huh?" he says against my neck, his hands already slipping up my wet shirt, grabbing my breasts. 

I don't fight it, don't pretend that this isn't what I came to him for. 

"West" I whisper his name, hating that it will be one of the last time I moan his name. 

As if reading my mind he speaks. 

"Fuck, Im going to miss hearing you say my name like that" he says and his hands are rough, harsh as they grab at my chest as I push my ass against him, he's naked in the hot tub and hard against my ass. 

"take this fucking shirt off." he groans, lifting it and I lift my arms. He pulls the sopping wet shirt off and throws it in the snow, then turns me around and pulls me onto his lap. We look at each other for only a moment, before the pull is too strong. Before his mouth crashes to mine and our hands are everywhere on each other , he grabs my face and licks the roof of my mouth and over my lips as I moan and grind against his cock. 

"fuck smurf baby" he groans into my mouth and the nickname I once couldnt stand, only makes me hotter for him. His special little name for me, to match the special little tattoo he got for me. 

These men were my drug. The drug that healed me, but also the drug I'd become addicted to. Overdosing on the Stone men. Thinking that this could last, that I could survive what was happening to us on this mountain. 

"I love you" I tell him as I kiss him fiercely and her groans. 

"I love you too" he says and lifts me up and pulls my panties to the side. 

"Not in here" I say. 

"Yes, in here" he says and I yelp as he pulls me down and he thrusts upward and I scream into the air, the cold air freezing my throat as I gasp and West groans.

It hurt. It hurt so fucking much and I sink my teeth into his shoulder as he lifts me and then pulls me back down with another hard thrust. 

"Westlan" I say his full name, my voice shaking as he breaks me apart. Thrust by thrust. The vicious pounding of his cock in the water, making it so uncomfortable and so painful but I don't ask him to stop.  

"Ariella" he groans and I swear I might cry, from pain, from sadness, from hearing my name come from his mouth like he already misses me when I'm right here ontop of him. 

"Your the best I've ever had smurf baby...no fucking lie baby...nothing will ever beat this....nobody can take your place on this cock" he says and I moan, panting heavily as he pulls me off his cock and makes me stand. 

"I need to fuck you proper smurf baby, and I cant do it in the water" he says and I nod, as he moves out of the hot tub, and I watch, licking my lips , his tall muscular frame, his cock hanging hard and heavy , like the cold air doesnt affect it one bit and he reaches over, pulling me out and scooping me up as he kisses me and carries me to the door, the cold air whipping our skin and he places me to the floor, sliding the door shut and turning me, pressing my breasts to the cold glass and I gasp as reaches around between my legs and rubs my clit. 

His cock moving against my ass and then his hand taking it and putting himself back inside me. 

"Give me that nice wet pussy smurf baby" he says, fucking me as I grow slowly and slowly more slick, his cock pushing deep inside of me as I place my palms to the glass, my tits on the cold glass, making it squeak as I whimper, my legs trembling from the force of his thrusts. As if he might fuck me right through this glass. 

He growls and thrusts hard and then pulls me from the glass, turning me and lifting me with such ease as he slams me against the wall to the side and a picture knocks off the wall beside us as my back smashes hard to the wall and I wince and pain, but he captures my mouth and groans, biting my lip hard and I writhe against him and his hand grab my ass as he lowers my pussy down  onto  him and he hold me, fucking me, his cock sliding into me again and again, my cunt now dripping, as if we didnt just get out of the hot tub. 

I can feel the chill of the air as it hits the water on my skin, but my insides are fucking burning. Wests mouth, his hands, his cock, his voice, lighting me up and warming me from the inside out. 

I'm cumming, shamelessly crying his name as forces me to soak his cock and I tremble, my entire body unable to stay still as the tremors ripple through me and he groans and a second later, I'm lifted. High up off his cock and still with my back to the wall as he throws my legs over his shoulders and buries his face in my pussy and sucks at my clit. 

I cry out, gripping his hair, and bucking my hips.

"West!" I cry , my back arching as I grit my teeth, cumming again, groaning loudly like a fucking animal as his tongue lashes over my clit and his mouth sucks at it, making me scream for him to stop. He does, but only to lower me and throw me onto the dining room table, my body thudding against it. 

I wince from the pain but feel my cunt ache when he throws my legs open and pulls me to the edge, and sinks his cock into me. 

"Fuuuuck" I cry out, my back arching hard as Westlan's hands hold my arms down as he drills into me. 

"why'd you have to be so fucking perfect" he growls. 

"huh?!" he asks angrily, his hands going to my throat and I moan loudly. 

"why'd you have to be so fucking perfect?" he grips my neck harder and I take his brutal thrusts, my cunt almost numb, but his cock punches against my cervix making the pain run deep as I cry out, wanting it, needing it.

"I fucking love you" he says through gritted teeth and his hands choke me and I gasp. My cunt squeezing, clenching as he steals my breath and grasp at his forearms. 

The slap of our skin, my desperate gasps for air and the whoosh of my breath being sucked in hard as he releases me, only to shove his tongue in my mouth as he leans over me and picks me up from the table and carries me to the couch in the next room and fucking throws me off of him onto the couch and then slaps my ass and is over me , ontop of me as I lay on my stomach, panting with excitement, panting with the need to take his anger, take his hurt, and his heartbreak and make it mine by letting him take it out on me. 

I grip the couch and squeak as his cock rips into me again and he goans. One foot on the floor, he holds my waist for leverage as he fucks me violently. 

I push my face into the couch to muffle my screams. 

All I have to do is tell him to stop. And he would. 

West had the least regard for our size difference. The least regard for how strong he was compared to me. Sex with him felt dangerous at times, he could break me apart, sometimes , like right now, it felt like his cock could split me in two. 

"make love to me!" I cry out and he stops. 

His breathing is heavy, his cock stalls halfway inside of me and he takes a moment as I whimper. 

I wouldnt say West was never gentle. I wouldnt say he'd never made love to me in his own way. 

"please" I say quietly. Wanting this one thing from him before it all ends. Needing this one thing from him. For him to make me feel sacred to him. 

I swallow hard, afraid that he'll pull out, afraid that he'll walk away, afraid that he doesn't want to. Afraid that all West is capable of is fucking me hard. 

He leans down, his cock sinking into me and kisses my back, kisses my shoulder and then then side of me face, and I feel a tear slip from my cheek. 

"Is that what you want baby?" he asks softly, not taunting or teasing. 

I nod slightly. 

He kisses my temple and strokes my hair. 

"All you ever had to do was tell me Ari..." he says and his hips move slowly. His cock moves painfully slow and i feel him, every inch slide out before it slides back in gently. 

"I love the way you are with me" I say quietly. "I wanted it just the way you gave it to me" I say. 

"But i dont want it to end without ever knowing what it feels like." my voice cracks and he kisses the side of my head. 

"I'll make love to you Ariella, all god damn night...as slow and as sweet as you can stand it baby" he says. 

"I'll make sure you never forget just how gentle I can be Ariella, when I spend the rest of tonight and all morning making sure you remember how it feels to be made love to by me." he says. 

"but I need to take you to my bed smurf baby...because im not making love to you on a god damn couch" he says softly. 

I give a slight laugh and nod. 

"Alright?" he asks and I keep nodding as he strokes my hair. Kisses my head and slides out of me slowly. 

West helps me up and sweeps me off the couch into his arms, carrying me up the stairs, and to his room.