Page 25 of Connecting with the Mountain Man

“How was that, sweetheart?”

Her eyes flutter open, glazed and hazy. “I need you inside me.”

I smirk, brushing my lips over hers, tugging gently at her nipple with my fingers. “I’m in charge here, not you.”

Her pout is instant, but the twinkle in her eyes betrays her amusement.

“Brat,” I murmur, aligning myself with her entrance, pressing my cock against her slick folds. I bend, wrapping my lips around her nipple, sucking gently until her back arches off the couch, tits pressing into my face.

Eden grins up at me, eyes gleaming with mischief, and fuck, I love her so much it’s maddening. I’m stuffed full of it, chest tight and aching, and when I slip my hand between us, fingers finding her slick heat again, I almost lose it.

She wants this.

She wants me.

It’s too much, more than I deserve, but I’m greedy as hell for her. I’ll take everything Eden offers me, no hesitation. I’lldevour it, worship it, and thank whatever gods exist for every second.

“Do it.” Her nails sink into my shoulders as she arches up, pressing her soft tits to my chest. “I can’t wait either. Hurry up. Please.”

Ah, shit.

Her begging destroys me. Snaps the last thread holding me back and turns me feral.

I line up with her entrance, cockhead nudging her tight opening, and start to push, teeth grazing the tender skin of her throat. Her nipples drag against my chest, and the sensation makes her gasp, tightening around me.

“Easy,” I breathe when she gasps, trying to soothe us both. I’m so hard it’s painful, but this is her first time. I’ll go slow. Make it good for her. Even though my veins throb with the need to bury myself to the hilt, I force myself to take it inch by inch, sucking kisses along her neck, tasting her sweat and sweetness.

Her body softens, thighs trembling as she threads her fingers through my hair. She breathes faster, hips rocking subtly against me. She wants more, but I hold back, waiting until she’s desperate, until her tiny whimpers drive me insane.

I sink deeper, and she moans softly, nails raking down my spine. My muscles lock, sweat dripping down my back as I hover over her, strung tight and trembling with restraint.

“Oh. Oh, Silas,” Eden whispers, head tipping back against the couch cushion. “That feels… more.”

I bite down on her shoulder as I drive deeper, her walls squeezing around me like she’s trying to pull me even further inside.

Eden's head falls back against the arm of the couch, her lips parting with a throaty gasp. “God, you feel… so big.”

I smirk, pressing her knees up higher, letting her take every inch. “That’s because you’re tight, baby. You can barely handle me.”

Her eyes flash open, locking onto mine. “I can handle it.”

I groan low in my throat, holding her hips still as I thrust, watching her tits bounce with each roll of my hips. She’s all mine, spread out beneath me, taking everything I give her.

“You sure about that?” I growl, squeezing her nipple between my fingers just hard enough to make her arch. “Because you’re trembling, sweetheart.”

“Shut up.” Her hands claw at my back, her breath hot against my ear as she rolls her hips in time with me.

The sound she makes when I slam into her steals the last of my restraint. She’s grinding against me like she can’t get enough, like she wants to own every part of me.

I let her take control for a second, just long enough to see her eyes flutter, her lips part in a moan, before I flip us over. She lands on top with a gasp, my hands guiding her hips as she sinks down onto me.

Eden splays her hands against my chest, nails lightly dragging over my skin. Her head falls back, mouth falling open in a helpless cry as she rides me.

“Oh, my God,” she pants. “Silas… I can feel everything.”

I grip her waist tighter, rocking her forward to drag her clit against my stomach. “I know you can, baby. You’re dripping down my cock. It’s a fucking beautiful sight.”

Her breath stutters, hands digging into my shoulders as she leans forward. I wrap my arms around her back, pulling her closer until her tits press against my face. I flick her nipple with my tongue, loving the way she cries out, thighs trembling around me.

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