Page 16 of Auctioned to the Mountain Man

“So you’re a boob guy.”

He goes quiet, and I wonder if I’ve broken the rules by speaking. Though I don’t remember being told to not talk. Just when I’m about to ask, I feel that hot breath against my ear. “I’m anAlidaguy,” he says in a near growl.

It’s probably all part of the act. Part of what’s necessary to get me to come apart when his tongue finally touches me. Act or not, those words are fucking effective. I want to believe them, and for this single experience, I give myself permission to do just that. My core tingles in response.

His grip on my robe sleeves loosens, and the whole thing falls to floor.

Exposing all of me to him.

I’m so fucking glad I got that wax, at Janelle’s insistence.

“I really enjoy a bare pussy,” he says, the breath of his words trailing down my stomach, as though reading my mind.

“Good to know it was worth the seventy-five bucks and half an hour of torture I endured.”

Fox chuckles, but I can’t feel the breath of it. If it weren’t for the heat radiating off him against my legs, I couldn’t be certain he was nearby. “I need you to widen your stance, Alida.”

“I could just lay on the bed?—”

“You’re not in charge, sweetheart. Now widen your stance and spread that pussy open so I can better appreciate the torture you endured.”

My body pulses in anticipation.

This is it.

Any second now, Fox will flick my pussy with his magical tongue, and I’ll be shot into another universe. Or so I hope. Whyis it so fucking hot to spread my legs, knowing this rugged ex-military mountain man is admiring my most sensitive feature?

His hot breath teases my inner thighs. “My, my this is such a nice pussy.” His breath trails closer to my core, making me desperate for his touch. “I bet it tastes so fucking sweet.”

“Why don’t you lick it and find out?”

“Don’t rush me, Alida. I might have to stop.”

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

He chuckles, his voice low and rumbling. I can practically feel the vibration of it against my center.

My legs begin to wobble, the strain of this open stance hard to hold indefinitely.Damn you, donuts. I lift up on my tiptoes just long enough to give my tense muscles a break and then lower my heels to the plush carpet again. His beard ever so lightly brushes my inner thigh. He pulls away instantly, but dammit if I don’t want to seek him out again. I want so desperately to betouched.

“Take two steps backward. Until you feel the bed against the back of your legs.” He waits while I shuffle back. “Good, now sit back. Leave your legs draped over the edge of the bed and spread them wide for me.”

When I’m finally in the position he wants, my pussy practically hangs off the edge of the bed. Thishasto be it. The moment I’ll explode into sexual confetti.Remember to keep your voice down.Hot breath swirls above my clit, and I whimper. I’ve never been so desperate to experience a release.

“Fox, you’re killing me.”

“There are worse ways to go,” he teases.

“I guess?—”

A firm, wet sensation swirls against my clit once, and I lose it.

My vision goes even blacker behind the blindfold.

Hands press to my thighs, spreading me wider. “Fuck it. I proved my point,” Fox growls, fusing his mouth to my pussy as I come apart so fucking hard.

I grab a pillow to muffle my cries as my orgasm seems to go on forever. What the fuck is this sorcery, and can I make it never stop? Tingling ripples through my body, clear to my toes, as my core violently rocks against Fox’s face, that fucking beard enhancing the pleasure in a way I could not have predicted.

I yank the blindfold off, just in time to watch Fox drag his tongue firmly and fully up my sensitive pussy one last time before he hops to his feet and backs away.

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