Page 16 of Mountain Challenge

“Stop what?” he replied, sucking gently on her bottom lip.Definitely strawberries.

“Thinking. You’re doing it very loudly, and it’s distracting.”

Ry laughed right into her mouth. He’d never laughed while kissing someone before, and it was a fucking intimate thing to do.

His hands went around her waist. She was tiny. So slim his hands spanned almost her whole waist. Not the kind of woman he usually went for, but it was hard to remember any other woman. He allowed himself to tighten his hold, and she gave a little moan of appreciation. His cock throbbed in time with her moan. He wanted more of that. He wanted more of her. He wanted everything. But there was something important he had to say to her first.

“We can stop anytime, Isla. You know that, right?”

Her beautiful eyes narrowed. “I know that. But I don’t want to stop.” She pulled at his hands, bringing them under her sweater, up to her breasts.

Fuck, those breasts. He’d dreamed of seeing them ever since she’d first leaned down over him to stare at his tattoo. He let his hands see them now, gently feeling their firm weight, the way the nipples pebbled against his touch and?—

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. A strangled sound left his throat. “You’re pierced,” he said. “Your nipples are pierced.”

She gave a light laugh. A beautiful sound. “Want to see?”

I want.He took a small step back, watching her shimmy out of her top until she stood in front of him wearing a simple white cotton bra.

Ry couldn’t help himself. With a growl, he reached over and pulled the cotton down under each of her breasts.And fuck, yes. Her pink nipples were pierced by little horizontal barbells.

“This is …” Okay, he’d officially lost his voice.

“You like?” She looked like she was enjoying his surprise immensely.

“I like,” he confirmed, finding at least those words.

“You know what the best thing about it is?” she asked, her voice like silk.

Ry’s thumb grazed her right nipple, watching as the little nub got harder. Like a little diamond. “Tell me.”

“My nipples are so much more sensitive now.”

Fuck. Fuck.Ry’s cock strained against his pants. They weren’t going to get anywhere close to having sex. He was going to come in his pants long before.

“Take off your shirt,” she said. “I want to see you too.”

Ry didn’t need to be asked twice. His fleece and his polo shirt joined her bra. “How sensitive?” he growled, still stuck on her previous words. He didn’t mean to growl, it just came out that way. He reached behind her and unclipped her bra, pulling it off and letting it fall to the ground. Then his hands palmed her breasts, feeling the weight of each one. The perfect handful. Large for such a petite woman. But then, she was full of surprises.

“Suck on them,” she said softly, offering him one of her nipples. He could have lowered his head to take what she offered, but Ry had a better idea. He placed his hands on herwaist again and lifted her. One hand went under her perfect, round ass, while the other one went to her back, supporting her. Now her nipples were at mouth level.

Perfect.

He pulled his mouth against her right nipple, rolling the metal around on his tongue. Isla whimpered, her back arching to get her even closer.Yes.

“I fucking love your tits,” he said, raising his head and going for the other one. She tasted soft and sweet, the perfect complement to the hardness of the metal. Her nipples, held between those tiny metal bars, were hard like raisins. Making his cock harder than it’d ever been before. Isla’s hips pressed against him, looking for more friction.

“What do you want, baby? Tell me what you want.”

“I want … I want to come.”

“Want to come like this?” He could make that happen. He’d do anything to keep her writhing against him like this.

“No.”

He stopped immediately and raised his head to see her eyes.

Her hands tightened on his hair, pulling to bring him closer, but he wasn’t going anywhere. The word was an absolute showstopper for him.

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