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Chapter 45*

In the Mountains

You both woke refreshed the next morning, snuggled together in your shared sleeping bag. The warmth of the rising sun filtered through the trees, casting a golden glow over the campsite. Your legs were intertwined, hands exploring each other lazily, a slow burn of desire igniting between you.

Severus's fingers trailed down your back possessively, sending shivers of anticipation through your body. He pushed your jeans and panties down, his touch both gentle and demanding. The morning air was crisp against your skin, but the heat of his body kept you warm.

"Good morning," he murmured, his voice husky with desire as he leaned in to kiss your neck.

"Good morning," you replied breathlessly, your fingers tracing the contours of his chest.

He moved over you, positioning himself between your legs. His erection pressed against your thigh, a promise of the pleasure to come. You shed the sleeping bag, needing more space to move. The cool air on your skin made you gasp, but the anticipation of what was to come kept you warm.

"Get on your hands and knees," Severus commanded softly, his voice filled with raw desire.

You obeyed, your body trembling with anticipation. The sun began to rise over the mountains, bathing the campsite in a soft, golden light. Severus moved behind you, his hands running over your hips and thighs, his touch both teasing and possessive.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "Make all the noise you want."

He entered you slowly, his morning erection filling you completely. The sensation was overwhelming, and you let out a moan, unable to hold back. Severus's hands gripped your hips, pulling you back against him as he began to move.

"That's it," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Take me, just like that."

His pace was slow at first, each thrust deliberate and deep. The pleasure built steadily, your body responding to every movement. Severus's hands roamed over your back and shoulders, caressing and exploring as he moved within you.

"You feel incredible," he groaned, his grip tightening on your hips. "So tight, so perfect."

You arched your back, pushing back against him, wanting more. His pace quickened, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through your body. The sound of your moans filled the air, mixing with the morning birdsong and the rustling of the trees.

"Fuck, you're so wet for me," he growled, his voice filled with lust. "I can feel how much you want this."

"Yes, Daddy," you gasped, your voice trembling with need. "Don't stop."

He leaned over you, his chest pressed against your back, his breath hot against your ear. "I won't stop," he promised, his voice a dark whisper. "I'm going to ruin you."

The intensity of his thrusts increased, each movement pushing you closer to the edge. The combination of his words, his touch, and the overwhelming sensation of him stretching you drove you wild.

"Say my name," he demanded, his voice rough with desire.

"Severus," you moaned, your voice breaking with pleasure. "Severus, please."

"That's right," he growled, his pace relentless. "Show me how good I make you feel."

The pleasure built to an unbearable peak, and with a final, powerful thrust, you cried out, your body shuddering as you reached your orgasm. Severus followed shortly after, his grip on your hips tightening as he found his release, his moans mingling with yours in the still morning air.