By the fireplace

The cold pages cut deep into your fingers, your jaw shivers and your lungs hurt from the cold air, you are sitting in the couch in front of the unlit fireplace, reading a book you are barely interested in, snow falls outside and you shiver as you take another breath, it's the living room of aunt Erica's (RIP) house in Alaska and you are honoring the wishes she wrote into her will, or you will do so whenever John arrives, anyways.

You read the last word of the page and leave the book aside, putting your hands into your pockets to warm them before picking it up again, but you never do, you're from California, you are no match for this weather, even though you are inside of the house in the living room, fully clothed for it, when your hands are done warming, you just leave them there, nice and warm, after all she's gotta be here any minute, you close your eyes and sit back on the couch, you have been here for only 2 days and winter just started, the past months when you both came here it wasn't like this, it hasn't been this cold for the six months you've made trips here, at least it seems that way since auntie didn't set up cable or WiFi in this house, the only entertainment you have is books and a scratched DVD of Madagascar to watch on repeat, that and John, she's the best entertainment, she makes the best jokes, pounds really good, and is about to be the mother of your children, god just thinking about her is making you feel warmer already.

Three knocks on the door, you open your eyes and get up off the couch, silently walking across the wooden floor before peeking through the peephole and there she is, dressed in red snow clothes wearing a red scarf, clearly freezing more than you, you open the door and she runs in, red nosed and shivering, a good 4 inches taller than your 5'6", with snow on her shoulders and head, and a shopping bag on her hand.

"Hi!" she says as if you haven't been waiting for her for 20 minutes.

"Hi!" you say like you have been waiting for her for 20 minutes.

"I hope I remembered everything" she says, handing you the bag.

4 pregnancy tests, a pack of supposedly aphrodisiac teas, napkins, a lighter, and a chocolate bar, she got everything you needed, you take out the chocolate and quickly open it.

"It's all right babe" you say as you take a small bite out of it.

"It's freezing here, we're gonna need more heat"

"Oh, I haven't even lit the fireplace yet"

"What?!" she runs over to the living room, seeing the indeed unlit fireplace, before grabbing the lighter and the napkins, as well as some of the oil your aunt left.

"I didn't want to use up the timber just for myself" you say while munching on the chocolate.

"Girl it's freezing in here, you have to stay warm through the day and I can always chop some more anyways" she is bent over, lighting the napkins on fire, giving you a nice view of her shapely ass.

"Yeah, like you're such a lumberjack" you say, grabbing her thin arm.

"We're called lumberjills" she says as the timber catches on fire, illuminating the room and immediately warming your face and fingers "oh, that's so much better"

"Girl, you're always hot" you say half jokingly, apparently it works.

She looks back at you, her freckled cheeks as red as her nose now, a big sincere smile on her face.

"God, I can't wait now"

She takes off her jacket revealing a nice red turtleneck sweater, she shivers for a moment before the fire warms her up again, then she takes off her boots and snow pants leaving her in her pair of yoga pants and only socks, she stands there for a second.

"So am I gonna have to make a hole through that or..?"

You snap out of staring at her legs in those pants and begin to undress, doing a little strip dance while taking off your pants.

"Damn, I'm getting warmer by the second" she says.

You both end up in your inner layer of clothes, yoga pants and a sweater, she takes off her sweater first letting her round breasts breathe and giving you a chance to look at them, you do the same and she stares at them, almost drooling as if it's the first time she has seen you naked.

"What are you looking at?" you ask suggestively.

"You are so fucking hot" she doesn't hesitate.

She steps forward and kisses you, she bends down a little so that her nipples touch yours despite the height difference, you are feeling warmer than ever as you kiss the woman you plan to marry, and better yet as you feel her dick hardening against you.

You push her away gently before quickly taking off your pants and underwear, now fully naked, you still feel as warm as a California summer, and John's red cheeks show that she's in the same position.

"Wait, let's not forget..." she says before walking into the bedroom.

In the five seconds she's away you can feel yourself getting colder, the excitements hasn't died there's just something about her that keeps you warm somehow, your love for her somehow beats the physical cold. She comes back with a small rug, embroidered by her during the last month, she spreads it on the floor, it's barely big enough for you to lie on it.

"Miss Doe" she says in a french elegant accent.

"Of course" you say as you get down on all fours.

"No no no, I saw something on the internet that might help us this time" she says "just lay face up"

You flip over, now resting like a starfish.

"Ok, so now..." she takes her own pants off and gets between your legs before grabbing legs and pulling them up to your chest.

"Oh, my"

Your pussy is pointing upwards, you see John take her 5 and a half inch dick, plays with it a little to get it harder before rubbing your pussy lips with her tip, both of you can barely take the teasing, you breathe heavily and let your head fall back on the rug, you close your eyes to feel every moment as much as you can, and that's when she stops playing and actually puts it in, you can feel it going inside of you, every inch rubbing against your pussy walls, her playing with your clit and your nipples, the little kisses she gives you on the neck every couple seconds, it feels like heaven and it's only getting better.

"This new position is great, huh?" she says between breaths.

"Fuck, you're so good" you can barely think your words through.

"Be good for me and tell me how you feel about me"

"God, I love--"

Before you can finish talking she slams her dick deep into you, you moan and lose your train of thought for a second with the wave of pleasure that crashed into you.

"Sorry, couldn't hear that"

"I love you so much" you are breathing much harder now.

"No, I love you more"

"You know I--"

She kisses you before slamming her dick into you again, you try teasing her nipples but she barely reacts, she just keeps kissing you, and it's not like you are complaining, when she actually stops her cheeks are redder, her breathing heavier and her eyes wander from your tits to your lips, seemingly drunk from you.

"Now be good for me and tell me if you want to bear my children" she says, almost slurring her words.

"Oh fuck--"

She cuts you off from saying yes again, slamming down on you again, this time you can't hold it in, you start shaking and you squirt up at her, she has also stopped moving and begins shaking, she looks directly into your eyes as she moans, finally pumping her hot seed as deep as she can, flooding your womb with a months worth of her cum, you moan and kiss her, pulling her body on top of yours, her weight only makes her go deeper into you, and not a drop of her seed is getting out of your pussy.

"Oh fuck, you're amazing!" her words make you want to fuck her again.

"Please promise me you'll fuck me like that even when we're not trying for a baby" you try to rile her up.

"Of course, and I think we won't be trying for much longer because that felt like it"

"If that's how you got me pregnant, we're having five more of them"

"For now I just want to stay in here for a while" she's definitely talking about both you and the house.

She kisses you again, you wrap your arms around her and she does the same to you, as your body embraces hers, you feel as warm and comfortable as you have ever felt in your life.