Chapter 5

She seems surprised by the change in topic, but she shakes her head no, lowering her eyes.

“I’m sorry I lied to you. It’s the only time I’ve ever done it, and I promise I won’t ever again. It’s just,” she pauses for a second, turning her body so she’s facing me, “I knew it was the only way to get you alone.”

“Why were you so desperate to get me alone?”

She hesitantly reaches a hand out before resting it on my cheek. She runs her thumb along my bottom lip, making every nerve ending in my body spark to life.

“Because I love you, Erik, and I want to be with you. It’s all I’ve ever wanted. I needed to get you alone so you could see me this way, as a woman, and not just as your friend’s little girl.”

Her words cut through me, and when she leans in closer, I don’t try and stop her. How could I? How could I ever deny her anything?

She brings her lips to mine, and everything else disappears. The kiss is hesitant at first, her lips shy as they explore mine, but it turns hungry when I run my tongue along her bottom lip before slowly parting them and sliding in. She moans as I stroke her tongue with my own, deepening our kiss so I can taste more of her.

I grab onto the back of her neck with one hand, pulling her closer, and grab onto her hip with my other hand, drawing her on top of me. My cock is hard and jutting up between us, and when I feel her press her pussy against me, I let out a groan and grind her into me even harder.

I’m like a man possessed as I reach down and roughly tug her bikini bottoms off. She moans against my mouth, wiggling her hips to help me out as I slide them down and off. As soon as I feel her bare pussy press against my cock, my mind goes blank. There’s nothing but the feel of her against me and the taste of her in my mouth. After twenty years of living in America, I forget every damn English word I’ve ever learned and revert back to my native tongue.

I know she doesn’t understand Norwegian, but it’s the only language I can remember right now. She doesn’t seem to mind, moaning as I kiss a line down her neck, whispering against her skin. Reaching back, she undoes the ties for her bikini top, and I pull it down, exposing her perfect tits to me.

With a growl I wrap my mouth around her, tonguing and sucking on her taut nipple as she grinds her pussy along the length of me. Cupping her other tit, I massage it and give her nipple a pinch while I bite the other one.

Her body is easy to read, and I know she’s close to cumming. Her hips speed up, making the water slosh around us, and even though it’s just started to snow, my body feels like it’s on fire, the snowflakes melting as soon as they hit my skin.

I replace my mouth with my hand so I can cup her tits, giving both her nipples a hard pinch. I want to watch her cum. She looks down at me, her blue eyes clouded over with lust and works her hips harder. With a scream, she tilts her head back and cums hard against my cock. She looks so beautiful with the snow falling around her and the stars shining down, like one of my old Norse goddesses come to earth, my very own wild Freya.

When her body starts to come down, she looks at me and gives a happy, wild laugh.

“That was amazing!”

I smile up at her, happy for her even though my cock is still throbbing painfully. It’s a price I’m more than happy to pay if it means I get to watch Gemma cum. She brings her face to mine and kisses me. It’s a slow, deep kiss that has me running my hands along her spine before cupping her round ass.

Pulling her head back, she looks at me with a sexy, mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Now it’s your turn.”