Page 10 of The Mountain Man's Flame

I lean against the couch and will myself to relax. It shouldn’t matter what he thinks about me. This is a silly practice session before he goes off and finds the woman he wants forever.

“Hey,” he reaches for my hand and squeezes again. “You still with me?”

I give him a nod, glad that he pulled me back into the present and out of my own head. He seems to have a talent for helping me with that. “Just nervous.”

His other hand goes to my knee, and he rubs a small circle over it with his thumb. “If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say the word.”

“I don’t want to stop,” I reassure him.

He moves his hand higher, still rubbing circles into my skin. “I can’t wait to lick every inch of you.”

He leans forward and does just that, lapping at the tender flesh of my thighs. The sensation of his tongue against my skin and the sight of his head between my legs has moisture gushing from my body. The ache that was there on his lap is more intense now, more insistent.

He spreads my folds gently with his fingers. “So pretty,” he murmurs before he ducks his head and runs his tongue along my slit.

“Ooh, Aiden,” his name comes out as a sigh.

He does it again and again until I’m bucking against his face. I didn’t know it would feel this good and somehow, I don’t think it’s just because it’s sex. I think it’s because it’s sex with Aiden.

“Come for me, Nova. Let me see you break apart,” he whispers the words, his breath hot against my swollen flesh.

Cupping my breasts in my hands, I flick my nipples just as he swirls his tongue around my clit. At the same time, he slides one of his thick fingers into my aching wet channel.

There are so many wonderful sensations happening all at once. My body feels like a live wire, electricity dancing just below the surface of my skin. There’s so much delicious tension, so much bliss just out of my reach.

But it’s when Aiden hums against my clit that I wrap my thighs around his ears and come with a cry of pleasure.

He continues to play with my body, prolonging the euphoria until it builds up again. I’ve given up any shred of shame as I grind against his face in seek of my next release. When it comes, fireworks are exploding everywhere and my vision tunnels.

Aiden is over me a second later, his body stretched across mine. He’s naked.

I realize I must have missed the sight of him undressing while I was still coming down from my orgasm high.

“Good girl,” he kisses me, and I taste my essence still on his face and in his mouth. It should probably embarrass me, but I like it. I like knowing he wanted to take care of me first. “You’re so sexy when you’re coming against my tongue.”

“I need you,” I murmur as his cock nudges my swollen folds. I love the sight of him above me, the way he’s so big that he dwarfs me. I feel covered and protected underneath him, like I’ve found the safe place I’ve always been searching for. It’s too much, too intense. I close my eyes.

“Look at me, Nova,” he demands.

When I open my eyes, the tenderness in his gaze breaks open some part of my heart that’s been closed off for years. In his arms, I’m cherished. I’m safe. I’m home.

“I want to go bare,” he says. “I don’t have condoms with me and even if I did, I wouldn’t want anything separating us. I need all of you.”

I nod my agreement as a tear slips down my cheek. I never imagined I could feel like this, so treasured and special.

He wipes the tear away with his thumb. “You still want this?”

There are too many emotions running through me. My heart feels raw and exposed. I’m certain everything I’m thinking and feeling has to be written across my face. “I want you.”

He lets out a soft sigh. “I’ll never get tired of hearing that from you.”

Aiden aligns our bodies, positioning himself outside of my entrance. He thrusts in once.

I cry out in pain as he breaks through the barrier. He murmurs apologies as he presses kisses to my neck, already pulling himself out before he thrusts again.

The pain finally begins to fade after a few seconds, and I let out a shaky breath.

“You feel so fuckin’ good. So tight. So perfect,” he pants the words.

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