Page 12 of Brooding Mountain Man

Her honesty wrapped itself around me like a warm blanket. I wanted her to feel free to open up to me about anything. Fears, disappointments…all of it. But more importantly, I wanted to be the person who held her hand through the rough spots in life.

“Come over here,” I said.

My voice had a strange tone to it. It was gruff, almost. But that was what wanting her had done to me.

I lifted the covers and she flipped off the bathroom light before tiptoeing across the floor toward me. A little light spilled in from the curtain-covered windows, but it wasn’t enough for me. I wanted to see her in detail. Every inch of that gorgeous body.

When she climbed beneath the covers, though, I saw a benefit to the darkness. I’d go by feel. I’d map out every curve with my hands and my tongue and my mouth. And the next time, we’d make love in the daylight.

I was kissing her before she even had the covers tucked into place. My hand went to her back, tugging her toward me, and ran my hands over her curves, taking in the way her waist spilled into more than generous hips.

After only a half minute or so of kissing, though, I had to taste her. I rolled her onto her back and planted kisses over her chest, running my tongue over each nipple. She cried out, arching her back, and my hands settled onto her hips to steadyher as I used my knees to part her legs to kiss my way down her stomach.

My finger was inside her before I even got to the area between her thighs. She was even wetter than before—something I wouldn’t have thought possible.

She let out a gasp as I filled her with my finger, then touched my tongue to her clit. I began moving over it in a pattern just as before, already sensing what she liked. Her hips began moving, and even in the darkness, I could see her hands sliding upward to cup her own breasts. I had to close my eyes when she started running her fingers over her nipples. That sight alone could make me come, and I needed to hold out for her.

Instead, I focused on her. I wouldn’t just show her how good it felt to have a man bring her to orgasm. My plan was to show her more love than she’d ever imagined.

When her back arched again, I knew she was on the brink. She went very quiet, and then let out a loud “Oh” that lasted several seconds. I didn’t let up until her back lowered again, the sound of her rapid breathing filling the room.

I raised my head and looked at her, taking in the sleepy smile and droopy eyelids. But instead of closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep, she motioned for me to come toward her. And that was exactly what I did.

“Just a second,” I said.

She watched as I ripped open the condom packet and slid it onto my erect cock. I positioned myself at her entrance, but there was a smile on her face.

“I like watching you do that,” she said.

I frowned down at her. “Do what?”

“Touch yourself.”

I looked down. My hand was wrapped around my shaft. Not stroking, just holding. Smiling, I gave it a few long strokes for good measure.

“Mmm,” she said. “Now get down here and fuck me.”

I sucked in a deep breath. She could talk dirty to me any time she wanted. I loved hearing those words from her sweet mouth.

“Let’s take our time and find an angle that feels right,” I said.

This would hurt. There was no way around it. But whatever I could do to make it easier for her, I’d do.

“How do we do that?” she asked.

Her eyes were wide as she stared up at me. Gone were the sleepy smile and droopy eyelids. She was alert and ready to tackle this.

“Trust me?” I asked.

She nodded without even hesitating for a second, and again I felt that warm blanket around me. I’d never let her down. That would be my new goal in life.

“Like this,” I said, lifting her left leg a little. “Tell me when it hurts.”

Without saying a word, I knew exactly when the pain started. It was written all over her face—I could see it even in the near dark. Just the hint of a wince that I knew she was trying with all her might to hold in.

“How about this?” I asked, shifting her leg upward slightly.

Her eyes squeezed closed and she shook her head. I pushed it back toward the bed a few inches and she nodded.

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