Page 8 of Challenged By the Mountain Man

“Now it’s my turn,” I said.

Clutching two fistfuls of my T-shirt in my hands, I jerked it over my head and tossed it to the side, deliberately flexing for her. She seemed to like what she saw. Her wide-eyed stare moved downward over my chest and stomach and landed on the bulge in my jeans.

She wanted me. I wanted her. What the hell were we waiting for?

“Grab your shirt and follow me,” I said.

I gently lowered her to the ground and stood, snatching up my shirt and heading straight for that bench. Images had been flashing through my mind since I first plopped my ass on that seesaw. I’d imagined all kinds of things we could do on that bench. Mostly, I imagined her naked legs parted as she sat, gasping and moaning as I licked her clit until she came.

And now I’d learned that I’d be the first person to touch her. To lick her.

My dick was so hard by the time I got to the bench, I had to find relief. I unfastened and unzipped my pants, breathing a sigh of relief at the small amount of extra space it gave.

I didn’t want to scare her by shoving my jeans and underwear down, so I left them as they were. For now.

When I turned to make sure Terra was coming, I saw she was closer than I expected. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I grabbed her shirt, along with mine, and tossed both toward the tree. Then I pulled her against me and pressed my mouth to hers in a kiss so explosive, I lost all sense of time and space.

That was a bad thing, considering we were in a public place. I had to keep an eye on our surroundings.

Just a few seconds more. Then another few seconds. Then a few more. Oh God, what if I couldn’t stop kissing her? What if I kissed her until the police came and we both were arrested for indecent exposure? Were a man’s bare chest and a woman in a bra considered indecent exposure? I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t want to find out.

Finally, I managed to pull myself away, but only after peeking to make sure we were still alone. Not a soul in sight.

That’s when I unhooked her bra. I broke the kiss, then tugged on the straps, letting them fall off her shoulders.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” I said as I took in those full, pink-tipped breasts.

I wanted to pull her in for another kiss, if only to feel those breasts against me. But her gaze was focused on my zipper.

“Can I see it?” she asked, lifting her eyes to meet mine.

The innocence I saw in her expression shook me. I wanted this woman to be mine. I wanted to marry her, move her into my cabin, and start a family with her. I wanted to spend every day of the rest of my life by her side.

Yes, I was falling for this woman, and there was no avoiding it.

“Sure,” I said. “Do you want me to lower my jeans?”

Her mouth broke into a shy smile. “I can do that.”

And then she slid a hand down either side of my hips and shoved the pants and boxer briefs down as she moved. My cock sprang free, and she licked her lips as she stared at it. That was the same expression someone might have while eyeing a big, juicy steak or an ice cream sundae.

She wanted to taste. I knew that feeling because right now, I was dying to taste her.

“Can I touch it?” she asked.

Oh God. At this point, I was just hoping I could hold out until I was inside her. I couldn’t even speak. I just nodded.

She wrapped her right hand around my shaft at the same time her gaze locked on mine. My eyes involuntarily closed at the feel of her hand sliding along my length. But they popped open again when I felt her move away from me.

While my eyes had been closed, she’d positioned her mouth right in front of my erection. I groaned, knowing it was about to get far tougher to hold back.

Her gaze connected with mine as her tongue snaked out and experimentally touched my tip. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was so incredibly beautiful. My angel, showing her naughty side.

When she wrapped her lips around my cock, my eyelids finally shuttered closed. “That’s it,” I said as she slid her hand toward the base, followed by her mouth. “Now use your tongue.”

She followed my guidance but quickly took charge, making it clear she needed no further instruction. In fact, she was so good, I finally had to stop her.

“Keep that up and I’m not going to make it to that bench without coming,” I said.

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