Page 49 of Shared By the Mountain Men

“Honestly,” I said, “you could always ask him.”

She barked a laugh. “Yeah, I’m sure he’d like that.”

“I know he gives off an intimidating vibe…”

“Understatement of the year.”

“…but he really is harmless. He just does that to keep people away. He let you borrow his favorite bike, something he treasures more than anything in the world. If you ask, maybe he’ll confide in you. And although I can’t tell you what happened, Icanassure you that he didn’t go to prison for anything violent. He’s not a danger to anyone.”

She shrugged, but I could see the gears turning in her mind.

We finished our lovely picnic, then made out a little bit for good measure. Melissa was agreatkisser, to the point that I was disappointed that we were at least half an hour from reaching my bedroom. Kissing was nice for kissing’s sake, though, and we eventually began the downriver journey home.

After passing by a home built on the river, we reached a secluded section that was surrounded on both sides by tall trees. It was my favorite part of the river because it was silent and peaceful. Melissa pulled her paddle out of the river and rested it in the kayak, then looked around at the scenery.

“Taking a break?” I asked.

She turned around in the kayak seat until she was facing me, then leaned forward to brush her lips against mine. “You could say that.”

And then her fingers went to my shorts, pulling the elastic waistband down.

“What…” I began to ask.

“Just keep paddling,” she said in a dusky voice. “

All protests died on my lips as her fingers wrapped around me. She gave me a squeeze and a gentle stroke, and in the blink of an eye I was as hard as the paddle in my hand.

“You don’t have to…” I said.

She shook her head. “I’ve been fantasizing about doing this all morning.”

I let out a long sigh as her tongue ran up the underside of my hard length, from the base up to the crown. My sigh turned into a groan as she wrapped her lips around the tip, sucking gently while continuing to stroke my shaft.

“That feels amazing,” I breathed.

“You have to keep paddling,” she said, looking up at me through her long eyelashes. “You have yourjob, and I have mine.”

The way she emphasized the wordjobwhile she resumed her blowjob drove me crazy with lust. I wanted to push her backwards, hike down her shorts, and drive into her with need. I felt like I would instantly explode if I did that, even though we’d just had sex two hours ago.

But her mouth felt so good, I was completely unable to do anything but savor it.

I paddled with the bare minimum effort required while she went down on me with an enthusiasm that turned me on just as much as the physical touch itself. Lips, tongue, and fingers worked in perfect synchronicity as she focused on her task, blonde head bobbing up and down with greater speed. I kept glancing out at the forest surrounding us, even though I knew this area was deserted. But even if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t have cared. She feltso good, better than I expected…

“I’m close,” I managed to grit out. I wasn’t even pretending to paddle, now.

She moaned around my hard length, adding a pleasant vibration to the blowjob.

My breath quickened as the pleasure ramped up. I was right on the edge of coming, that wonderful ecstasy going on and on. Then I was hurtled over the edge, past the point of no return.

“Melissa?” I said, her name a prayer and a curse. “Oh, Melissa, I’m… I’m…”

I expected her to pull away, but her lips tightened around me instead. That was the last realization I had before I exploded in pleasure, my entire body shaking and shuddering with sweet release. Melissa moaned with me as if my bliss was contagious, taking every drop of my come in her mouth.

I felt like I’d just run a marathon when I finally stopped coming. Melissa gave my crown one final kiss, swallowed the results of her hard work, and then raised up to brush her lips against mine. There was just a hint of salt on her tongue, which turned me on all over again.

“Yeah,” I managed to say. “It’s good to be home.”

Melissa roared with laughter as she collected her paddle. “I hope nobody is out in these woods, or they definitely would have heard you.”

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