Echos of the past

Chapter 51

The weekend finally arrived. Teddy stepped into the cabin, the door creaking shut behind him, sealing out the crisp mountain air. The room was bathed in a soft glow from the fireplace, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Isla stood by the mantel, her back to him, her silhouette outlined by the flickering flames. Her sun dress flowed gently around her legs, a light breeze stirring the fabric.

"Isla," Teddy murmured, his voice thick with desire as he approached her. His eyes traced the curve of her neck, the delicate slope of her shoulders, and the gentle sway of her hips. Without a word, he reached out and slid his hand under the hem of her dress. His fingers brushed against her thigh, moving slowly upward, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin material.

Isla gasped softly, her body responding instantly to his touch. She leaned back against him, her head tilting to the side as she offered herself to him more fully. "Teddy..." she breathed, her voice a mix of surprise and anticipation.

His hand continued its journey, higher now, skirting the edge of her panties. He could feel the heat radiating from her core, the dampness that signaled her readiness. With a gentle but firm pressure, he pushed the fabric aside and touched her directly. Isla moaned, a low, sultry sound that sent a shiver down his spine.

"You're so wet for me," Teddy whispered into her ear, his voice husky with need. He kissed the sensitive spot just below her earlobe, tasting the faint saltiness of her skin. His other hand found its way to her breast, cupping it gently, thumbing the hardened peak through the fabric of her dress.

Isla arched into his touch, her hands reaching back to grip his thighs for support. "I've missed you," she confessed, her voice catching in her throat. "Every day without you feels like an eternity."

Teddy's response was to deepen his exploration, his fingers delving further into her warmth, finding the rhythm that made her tremble. "I've thought about this moment all week," he admitted, his breathing quickening as he felt her inner muscles clench around his fingers. "About how I would feel when I finally had you again."

With a sudden urgency, Isla turned in his arms, her eyes dark with passion. She pulled him closer, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh. "Make love to me, Teddy," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Right here, right now."

Teddy needed no further invitation. He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the nearby sofa. The cushions gave way beneath them as he settled her onto the plush surface, his body hovering over hers. Their lips met in a fierce, hungry kiss, tongues tangling as they devoured each other's breaths.

He broke the kiss only to trail his lips down her neck, pausing to nip at the tender flesh before moving lower. His hands worked quickly, unzipping her dress and pushing it off her shoulders. Isla shrugged out of the garment, her perky breasts now free, her n*****s pebbling in the cool air.

Teddy groaned at the sight, his own arousal pressing painfully against his jeans. He bent his head, taking one rosy tip into his mouth, suckling gently at first, then harder as Isla writhed beneath him, urging him on with her hands in his hair.

"Please," Isla begged, her fingers digging into his scalp. "I need you inside me, Teddy. Now."

With a growl, Teddy tore his lips away from her breast and looked into her eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice gruff.

Isla nodded, her expression resolute. "More than anything."

Without another word, Teddy shifted position, aligning himself with her entrance. He paused, looking down at her, drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, and the desire burning in her eyes. Then, with a slow, steady thrust, he entered her, filling her completely.

They both gasped at the sensation, the perfect fit of their bodies, the intensity of being joined after such a long separation. Teddy began to move, his strokes measured at first, then faster as the pace of their shared passion increased.

Isla matched his rhythm, her hips rising to meet every thrust, her nails scoring lines down his back. "Harder," she demanded, her voice breaking with each word. "please Teddy."

Enflamed by her command, Teddy complied, his movements becoming more forceful, more desperate. He watched as her face contorted with pleasure, her body tensing with each powerful thrust. He could feel her nearing her climax, the tension building within her, and he knew he was close too.

"Come with me, Isla," he panted, his voice ragged. "Let go for me."

With a cry that echoed through the cabin, Isla did just that, her body shuddering as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. Teddy followed seconds later, his release crashing over him like a tidal wave, his body pulsing deep within hers.

For a long moment, they lay entwined, their breath mingling in the quiet space between them. Teddy kissed her forehead tenderly, his heart still pounding in his chest. "I love you, Isla," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion.

Isla smiled up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "And I love you, Teddy," she replied, her voice soft and content.

As the afterglow of their passionate reunion began to fade, Isla's eyes sparkled with a newfound desire. She looked up at Teddy, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. "I want to try something new," she whispered, her voice filled with excitement and a hint of mischief.

Teddy raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her suggestion. "What did you have in mind?" he asked, leaning in to capture her lips in a soft kiss.

Isla pulled away, her gaze sweeping around the cabin until it landed on the kitchen counter. "Over there," she said, nodding towards the sleek granite surface. "I want to feel your hands on me, everywhere."

Without waiting for a response, Isla slipped out from beneath him and walked over to the counter, her hips swaying seductively. Teddy watched her, his breath catching in his throat as he admired the view. He stood up and followed her, his body already primed for another round of intense pleasure.

He reached her just as she hopped up onto the cool countertop, her legs dangling off the edge. Teddy stepped between her thighs, his hands gripping her waist as he leaned in close. "Tell me what you want," he breathed, his lips brushing against her ear.

Isla shivered at his touch, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. "I want you to take me right here," she replied, her voice low and sultry. "Make me come so hard I can't think straight."

Teddy grinned, his eyes darkening with lust. "That's a promise I can keep," he said, his hands sliding down to cup her ass. He lifted her easily, positioning her so that her back was against the counter, her legs wrapped around his waist.

Their bodies pressed together, skin-to-skin, the heat between them palpable. Teddy kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth as he positioned himself at her entrance. With one smooth motion, he thrust inside her, filling her completely.

Isla cried out, her head falling back against the cool granite as she surrendered to the sensation. Teddy held her steady, his hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm that built tension with each passing second. His hands roamed freely, exploring every curve and dip of her body, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever they touched.

"You feel so good," Teddy murmured, his voice thick with desire. "So tight and wet for me."

Isla moaned in response, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she matched his pace. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air, a symphony of passion that only heightened their arousal.

Teddy changed the angle of his thrusts, hitting a spot deep inside her that made her arch off the counter. "Oh God, Teddy!" she gasped, her voice breaking with each word. "Yes, right there!"

Encouraged by her reaction, Teddy continued to push her closer to the edge. His movements grew more urgent, more desperate, as he sought to bring her to the brink of ecstasy. Isla clung to him, her body trembling with the force of her impending release.

"Come for me, Isla," Teddy growled, his teeth grazing her neck. "Let go."

With a cry that echoed through the cabin, Isla shattered, her body convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Teddy felt her inner muscles clench around his length, driving him wild with need. He continued to move, riding out her orgasm until she collapsed against the counter, spent and satisfied.

But Teddy wasn't done yet. He had promised multiple orgasms, and he intended to deliver. He lifted Isla again, turning her so that her front was pressed against the counter, her ass pushed out invitingly. Teddy positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he entered her once more.

This time, the angle was different, the sensations amplified. Isla moaned into the countertop, her hands gripping the edges as Teddy pounded into her from behind. Each thrust was harder, rougher, pushing her further and further towards the edge.

"Look at me," Teddy commanded, his voice gruff with exertion. Isla lifted her head, her eyes meeting his in the mirror above the sink. The sight of them like this, locked in a primal dance of desire, sent a fresh wave of arousal coursing through her veins.

"You're mine," Teddy declared, his voice raw with emotion. "And I'm never letting you go."

Isla whimpered in response, her body tightening around him as she approached her climax once more. Teddy sensed her nearing the edge and redoubled his efforts, his hips snapping forward with brutal force.

"Yes, Teddy!" Isla screamed, her body shuddering as she came again, her release crashing over her like a tidal wave. Teddy followed seconds later, his own orgasm slamming into him with the force of a freight train. He buried his face in her shoulder, his body trembling with the intensity of his release.

For a long moment, they remained locked together, their breath mingling in the quiet space between them. Teddy kissed her neck tenderly, his heart still pounding in his chest. "I love you, Isla," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion.

Isla smiled up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "And I love you, Teddy," she replied, her voice soft and content.