Stormbound Heat

雨点猛烈敲打着铁皮屋顶，仿佛要将其击穿。狂风在老护林员小屋的屋檐周围呼啸，震得百叶窗嘎嘎作响。我刚刚从检查上方小径回来，暴风雨就全力袭来。我的制服湿透了，紧贴在皮肤上，每走一步靴子都发出咯吱声。

“Power’s out,” a low, amused voice said from the shadows. “But the fireplace works just fine.”

我转过身。杰克靠在粗糙的壁炉架上，火光在他晒黑的脸上跳跃。这个和我配对了一周的徒步向导看我的眼神总是像在慢慢脱我的衣服。今晚，外面闪电交加，那个眼神简直危险至极。

“杰克，”我说着，脱下湿透的外套。“你本该待在大本营的。”

“也被抓了。想着就在这儿等过去。”他的目光落到我胸口，湿衬衫勾勒出我硬挺的乳头。“没想到同伴会这么……诱人。”

I laughed, but heat pooled low in my belly. We’d been flirting for days—brushing hands on the trail, dirty jokes over coffee, stolen glances when no one was looking. The storm felt like permission.

我走到壁炉前，让暖意舔舐全身。“你就打算站在那儿干看着，不过来帮我擦干？”

他咧嘴笑得更开了。“还以为你不会开口呢，游侠。”

他走到我身后，大手轻轻搭上我的肩膀。有力的手指揉捏着我肌肉里的紧张，而雨水拍打着窗户。我叹了口气，向后靠进他怀里。他的呼吸拂过我的耳畔。

“从你第一天因为我离开步道训我的时候起，我就一直在想这件事了，”他低声说。

“Yeah?” I whispered. “What exactly have you been thinking?”

His hands slid down my arms, then around to cup my breasts through the wet fabric. I gasped. Thumbs circled my nipples, sending sparks straight to my clit.

“抚摸你。品尝你。听你在我深埋进那紧致的小身体里时呻吟着我的名字。”

I arched, pressing my ass back against the growing bulge in his jeans. “Then stop talking and do it.”

衣服在匆忙中乱糟糟地脱了下来。我的衬衫掉在地上。他的法兰绒衬衫也跟着落下。肌肤相贴——滚烫、泛红，带着雨水和木烟的气味。我们倒在壁炉前厚厚的地毯上，火光把我们染成金色和橙色。

Jake kissed me hard, tongue sliding against mine while his hand dipped between my thighs. Two thick fingers stroked my slick pussy, spreading my wetness up over my clit. I moaned into his mouth.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” he growled, breaking the kiss. “This all for me?”

“Been wet for you all week, asshole.” I nipped his bottom lip. “Now show me what that mouth can do.”

He chuckled darkly and slid lower. Strong hands spread my legs wide. His tongue licked a slow, filthy stripe from my entrance to my clit, then sucked the swollen bud between his lips. I cried out, fingers tangling in his hair as lightning cracked outside.

他像饿极了一样舔我——绵长而饥渴的舔舐，两根手指在我体内弯曲，刺激着让我脚趾蜷缩的那一点。我的臀部不由自主地顶向他的脸。他嘴里的水声与壁炉的噼啪声、我破碎的呻吟交织在一起。

“杰克……哦操，就是那里——”

He pulled back just as I was about to come, lips shiny with my juices. “Not yet. I want you desperate.”

I glared at him, chest heaving. “Then fuck me already.”

他毫无预兆地把我翻成趴着的姿势。我用手肘撑起上身，屁股朝他高高翘起。他的手掌抚过我的臀瓣，将它们分开。一滴温热的唾液正好落在我紧致的小穴上。我打了个颤。

“你今晚想在这里要吗？”他问道，声音粗哑。一根手指绕着我的菊穴打转，挑逗着。“自从看见你趴在那张地图桌上，我就一直惦记着这个屁股。”

“是的，”我喘着气说。“来吧。我要你进我的屁股，杰克。狠狠地操我。”

他发出一声低吼。我听见应急包里那支小瓶润滑剂的瓶盖弹开——感谢上帝我有备无患。冰凉的凝胶触上灼热的肌肤。他的手指缓缓推进，一根，两根，在我喘息着向后摆动时徐徐开拓。

“Goddamn, you take it so good,” he muttered. “Look at that greedy little hole swallowing my fingers.”

“我还要，”我命令道。“把你的鸡巴给我。我受得了。”

他摆好了姿势。粗大的龟头抵住我的肛门，湿滑而执着。我向外用力，呼吸着那股灼烧感，他一寸一寸地沉入。那种撑开感强烈而完美。当他的胯部终于贴上我的臀部时，我们俩都发出了颤抖的呻吟。

“操……好紧，”他喘着气说。“你还好吗？”

“Move, damn it.” I clenched around him. “Fuck my ass like you mean it.”

He did. Long, steady strokes at first, letting me feel every ridge. Then harder, faster. The slap of his hips against my cheeks filled the cabin, louder than the thunder. One hand reached around to rub my clit in tight circles while the other gripped my hip, pulling me back onto his cock.

I was babbling—curses, his name, half-formed pleas. The pressure built fast, that deep, dirty pleasure only anal ever gave me. My pussy clenched around nothing, dripping onto the rug.

“Gonna come,” I warned, voice cracking. “Don’t you fucking stop—”

“Come on my cock, baby. Let me feel it.”

The orgasm slammed into me. I screamed, muscles locking, ass pulsing around his thick shaft. He kept thrusting through it, growling filthy praise.

“操——要把这屁股灌满——”

He buried himself to the hilt and came hard, hot spurts of cum flooding deep inside me. I felt every twitch, every pulse. We stayed locked together, trembling, sweat-slick and breathless as the fire popped and the storm raged on.

最后他慢慢退了出来。一股温热的精液从我被操透的小穴里流出来。他把我拉进怀里，亲吻我的太阳穴。

“Storm’s not letting up anytime soon,” he said, voice husky.

I smiled against his chest, already feeling the heat build again.

“Good,” I whispered. “We’re just getting started.”