Page 20 of Protected By the Mountain Man

Ace swirls his skilled tongue around my inside. Then he’s on my clit, flicking it with his tongue. I try not to cry out as he lashes my sensitive nub of nerves.

I want to do nothing else but accept whatever Ace wants to do to and with my body. To give him complete power over me.

He has one hand on my stomach as he pins me to the couch and devours me like a starved animal. My entire body jerks and twists under his assault, and I find myself becoming wetter and wetter by the second.

At one point, he cups the entirety of my core with his hot mouth, cupping my wet and silky folds with his lips, and sucks on them.

“Ace,” I whimper out weakly in response to what he’s doing to my body. Before I can process it, my knees jerk up.

He throws them over his shoulder, keeping me locked there. He murmurs what seems to be a curse that’s muffled as I thump my heels onto his upper back, bringing myself harder against his mouth, feeding myself to him.

He withdraws his mouth, penetrating me with his fingers instead. My body spasming at the fresh attention, I have no complaints. Soon, my tightness is clenching hard onto his two fingers, which almost makes me come right there.

He swirls his tongue around my clits, making me hyper-aware of him. I arch up on the bed, thrusting my core back against his mouth in the rhythm of his fingers. I’m completely lost in his touch.

I am close, so close, and I need this more than I need my next breath.

My opening clenches hungrily around his fingers, and he groans softly into me in return.

“Come, love,” he rasps.

That’s all it takes. I draw my knees up to my tummy as he holds onto the bottom of my thighs, keeping me locked there as I completely lose myself to him. My heart is pounding so fast I think it could leap out of me, and my ears are ringing.

Chest heaving, my body finally relaxes and Ace slips his fingers out of my core. His eyes are heavy on me as he moves up my body. He lays kisses over my belly until he reaches my breasts.

He takes a nipple into his mouth and pulls at it hard, causing my core to pulsate again. “I want to spend more than this time with you, be more to you than a protector — although I’m so happy to get to do that too.”

I let loose a gasp that has nothing to do with the sensation throbbing in my low belly. Could this mean that Ace wants me the way that I want him — in the forever way?

I didn’t know it was possible, but my heart speeds up at his words, pounding in my chest.

My core clenches as I nod. “Yes, I want it too, Ace. I…I wantyou.”

I was already wet and ready for my mountain man, but the way that he grips my hips with even more power as he takes him my reply makes me absolutely drenched.

Then we’re both grappling with the remainder of our clothes until, panting, we’re finally naked before each other, nothing separating us but our individual fears of being wrong.

And now, maybe not even that anymore. Not now that we’ve made our declarations to each other.

Hungrily, I let my eyes drop to his cock, standing tall and proud and so damn ready for me.

I’m no virgin, obviously, but Ace will still stretch me out with how big he is. But I don’t care. I want all of him.

I open my legs wide and reach for him my mountain man with both hands. He needs no more invitation.

Ace strokes himself a few times before aligning his hardness with my slick opening. However, he doesn’t enter me just yet.

His eyes flick to mine, and I see a glint of mischief there, almost as if he’s teasing me. He swirls the head of his thickness over my throbbing clit, and I gasp from how sensitive I still am.

Then, finally, forever and a day later, he settles his cock between my slick folds and rocks it up and down my core, letting my juices coat him.

I watch him as he moves, taking in the flex and release of his abs that are toned from working in the shop. I relish how the tip of his hardness hits my clit every time he swings upward, and it’s elating knowing that his shaft is so wet because of me — because of howIturn on this incredible man, making him feel so many things.

“Ace, hurry.” My whispered words are out of my mouth before I realize that I’m speaking.

With a low growl, he finally aligns himself between my opening. With his free hand, he brushes my hair off my face, raking his fingers through it. It feels almost as good as his tongue on my nub, somehow. I could lose myself in those eyes that heat only for me.

Ace thrusts into me without any warning. I can feel my walls clamping down on him as he stretches me with pleasure as much as with pain. I have to bite down on my tongue to myself stop from crying out in ecstasy.

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