Page 12 of Forbidden Mountain Man

I wanted my girl to be happy. Even if she didn’t want me to be her man.

“Now it’s your turn,” she said, a smile slowly spreading over her face. Before I could think through what she might mean, her hand was around my cock. “I’ve never touched one of these before.”

Her expression was still innocent, but it was mixed with a hint of naughtiness. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

“Did I cause this?” she asked. “Is that why it’s so hard?”

She knew exactly why it was so hard. She was naked on top of me, after all. But I got it. It was giving her a thrill, knowing she could have this effect on someone. Maybe someone she found really attractive.

Shedefinitelyfound me attractive. She’d said earlier she’d never met anyone she wanted to be with before me. I had to face it. This woman wasn’t going to treat me like crap or walk awayfrom me once she was done with me. We were both in this for the long haul.

And I, for one, couldn’t imagine anything I wanted more.

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DARBY

I’d never, in a million years, imagined a man’s erection would feel like this. He was thick and long and as hard as steel.

As I stroked him, I felt powerful. A thrill went through me, knowing I could turn on this big and strong and smart and handsome man with just a touch.

I wanted to taste it, but that could come later. He was already gently nudging my hand away, and I knew why. If I kept this up, he’d come, and he wanted to do that inside me.

“It’s going to be painful, isn’t it?” I asked as I rose on my knees and reached between us to position him at my entrance.

His eyes squeezed closed, and he nodded. I felt bad. He was clearly ready to plunge inside me, but I was terrified of the pain. I took a deep breath and lowered myself onto him.

His eyes popped open. “Wait. I don’t have protection.”

“I don’t either.”

Oh, crap. I didn’t want this to end. But I also wouldn’t mind getting pregnant. It might be too soon for him, though. Maybe he didn’t even want kids. We hadn’t discussed it. We needed to discuss it. Soon. But not now.

“I’ll pull out,” he said.

That was when I knew what I had to do. I nodded.

“Let me know when you get closer,” I said. “I’ll take care of finishing you.”

I didn’t know if he knew what I had in mind, but he seemed to accept it because he gave a nod and closed his eyes again. He was no doubt bracing himself for holding back until I could get through the pain.

Telling myself it was like jumping in a cold pool or ripping off an adhesive bandage, I took him in deep…and immediately regretted it. Pain shot through me, and I had to grip his shoulders and take deep, slow breaths to push past it.

I’d pulled up a little, hoping that whatever I’d done wouldn’t make it impossible to continue. That would suck. He gave me all the time I needed, not moving, not opening his eyes, just waiting patiently as I bounced on him, pushing him slightly deeper with each movement.

The pain didn’t go away, but it wasn’t quite as sharp, and soon it dulled to an annoying throb. That was when I did something I’d never imagined I’d do in front of a man. I began touching myself—first my breasts, then the area he’d rubbed with his thumb only a few minutes ago.

It didn’t feel good at first, probably because other parts of me were still aching. But soon enough, the tingles that had gone through my pussy before were spreading again.

My hips began moving almost on their own, responding to my touch. It felt like I’d unlocked the secret to happiness. I could do this all day, every day. Why hadn’t I discovered it before?

But now I had this man. I knew without a doubt he’d be happy to satisfy me anytime I wanted.

It took a few extra minutes—probably because I had to overcome the pain first—but soon enough, I was once again building toward an orgasm. Seconds after I first noticed thesigns, I cried out again as my entire body heated and my pussy pulsated. I didn’t let up, riding my climax all the way to the end.

When the sensations slowed to a gradual stop, I finally opened my eyes and found him watching me, the heat in his stare impossible to ignore. He liked what he saw. It made him want me even more.

I returned my hands to his shoulders and resumed moving on him. This was all about Lucas. It was his turn.

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