Page 18 of Untamed Mountain Man

Her mouth went around my cock, and I found myself saying, “Oh” as my eyelids slammed shut. That felt damn good. Too good. I didn’t know if it was not being able to see her or the combination of her warm, wet mouth around me and the water that covered the rest of my lower body, but the sensations were like nothing I’d ever experienced.

I would stop her to avoid coming too soon, but I knew she’d run out of breath before that happened. Sure enough, she lasted only a couple of minutes before she broke the surface again, wiping water from her eyes.

“Sorry I couldn’t keep going,” she said. “Let me catch my breath and?—”

“Come here,” I interrupted. “I want you to warm me up.”

It was a line, of course. What I wanted had nothing to do with warming up. But it would have been best for us both to be a little closer. I pulled her into my arms and lowered my mouth, giving her the kiss I’d been craving for the past half hour or so. Even after all this time, I still couldn’t get enough of my girl.

I found myself holding back from touching her all too often. Having kids around meant most of the time you had to settle for holding hands and the occasional kiss on the cheek. But once the kids were in bed and we were in our bedroom at night, it was on.

I ran my hands over Macy’s back as I pulled her tighter against me, her tits pressed against the hard wall of my chest. Childbirth had only made her curves more pronounced, and I couldn’t get enough of them. I’d run my hands over her naked body for hours if I could. We both were too impatient for that, though.

“Turn around,” I said when I finally broke the kiss.

Her eyes widened, and so did her smile. But she did exactly that. She spun in my arms and leaned back against me, knowing exactly what I had planned.

My finger found her clit immediately and began moving it in the pattern I knew she loved, but I didn’t want to rush things. Instead, I drew it out, teasing her as my fingers moved over her nipple. She sighed and leaned her head back a little, her hair tickling my cheek. But I kept going, closing my eyes and willing my throbbing cock to hold on just a little longer.

When she came, she was quiet about it, gasping and sighing but not making noise that could be heard much farther than the shore of this pond. Then finally, she relaxed against me, and I realized she’d had her back arched for a couple of minutes. When she turned in my arms, her hand found my cock and she began stroking it as she looked up at me with a naughty smile.

“It’s your turn,” she said.

I shook my head. “It’sourturn.”

In one swift motion, I lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. It was like she knew exactly what I had planned. I held her up with one arm as I used my free hand to position my tip at her entrance.

As she slid me inside her, I moaned. It was, once again, like coming home. But I wasn’t going to stop until she came a second time. I moved my hand between us and my thumb found her clit, resuming the rhythmic pattern over it. Her breasts grazed my chest with each movement, turning me on even more. But I kept my eyes on her face, feeling a sense of accomplishment when her eyes once again drifted closed, and her lips parted.

Oh yeah, she was enjoying this. I’d get her there in no time.

We’d come a long way since that first night together. My girl knew exactly what she liked in bed and was not afraid to say it. But it wasn’t just that we had an active sex life. We were best friends too. I could talk to her for hours and never run out of things to say.

“Oh, don’t stop,” she whispered. “Yeah, that feels so good.”

It didn’t seem like much time had passed at all when she began losing control on my cock. She was balancing herself by gripping my shoulders, but she was doing most of the work, bouncing up and down on me, sliding my cock in and out of that tight pussy. It seemed like she’d lost all sense of time and place as everything focused on what my finger was doing to her.

“Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes,” she whispered. And then finally, without keeping her voice down at all, she let out a loud, “Ahh!”

I glanced at the shoreline and verified nobody was around to overhear. So why were we being so quiet?

When I turned my focus back to Macy, she’d lowered her head, her eyes still closed, and the fact that she’d gone completely still told me she’d come down. But then, like she was rallying, she looked up at me, eyes popping open.

With a nod, she started moving again, bouncing like she had before. She arched her back a little so I could see those beautiful tits. She knew I loved to watch them when she moved on me. I longed to touch them, but right now I used both hands to hold her in place as I slid my cock in and out of her, going faster and faster. My orgasm built and then finally peaked, and the release I’d been dying for over the past half hour finally came.

Only once I was completely spent did I finally look back at the shore again. We were still alone.

“Let’s get out of here before someone catches us,” I said, moving her off me.

She laughed. “Where have I heard that one before?”

Yeah, we had a thing for sex in public places. This was the first time in a body of water since that night we met. We’d done it in alleyways, on the ski gondola, and in the very lift ticket building where we’d first talked to each other.

I had a feeling there’d be many more public adventures in our future. We just had to work it in when we didn’t have the kids.

“I needed that,” she said as we waded to the shore. She snatched up her bra and began putting it on before going for her panties.

“The sex?” I asked. “Or the swim?”

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