Page 21 of Striking Out In The Mountains

My body throbs as I pull down the zipper. I want to give him this. I want to see him come undone because of me.

His cock looks so long and hard in his jeans. It can’t possibly be that big…

I let his jeans fall to his ankles and suck in a sharp breath when I see the massive outline of his erection jutting out against his black boxer briefs.Good lord…

His breath hitches when I slide my flat palm up his thick shaft, feeling it over the thin barrier of his briefs.

“Oh fuck,” he whispers, his whole body shuddering. I feel a surge of confidence blooming inside me. He’s so undone already and I haven’t even started.

I wet my lips as I slide my fingers into the waistband of his underwear and slowly pull it down. His body is so chiseled. It’s pure muscle. I salivate at the sexy sight of his dark-trimmedpubic hair on his hard pelvis. His underwear gets snagged on his cock, so I give it a little tug, letting it spring free.

“Oh,” I gasp when I see it towering in front of my face. His cock is massive. It’s beautiful.

I stare at it in awe, my pussy pulsing with heat at the sight of that long thick shaft and big round head. A bead of pre-cum is already leaking out, making my pulse race with excitement. I want to feel him cumming in my mouth. I want to hear his sexy groans as I take him in deep.

I pull his underwear down his muscular thighs as I take in the stunning view, his big proud throbbing cock standing straight up with two full masculine balls swaying below.

He’s so turned on. He’s so hard. Forme. This is all forme.

“Open your shirt,” I say in a throaty voice as I reach for his cock.

He quickly starts unbuttoning but then freezes when I wrap my hand around his warm rigid shaft.

“Fuck,” he hisses as I squeeze it hard.

“Keep unbuttoning,” I beg as I rise onto my knees. I desperately want to see his hard shredded stomach while I suck him off.

A low growl slips past his lips as he flicks open the last button. It’s a sexy primal sound that makes heat coil in my belly. It makes me feel powerful, beautiful, and utterly in control. He pulls open his shirt, revealing a perfect six-pack and a massive chest. My free hand is immediately on it, sliding up his deep ridges as I begin to stroke his cock.

“Yes,” he groans, urging me on. “Just like that, sweet girl.”

His hand moves to my hair, threading through it as I open my mouth and drag my tongue up his warm shaft. It took me a long time to get my hair like this, but I don’t care one bit that his strong needy hands are ruining all my work. It feels too good to stop him.

My tongue reaches his big round head and I drag it over the tiny slit on top, tasting his pre-cum with a moan. He lets out a sharp breath that sounds like my name. I love the way his body is reacting to my tongue. I love the way his muscles clench under my touch. I’m reveling in all of it.

I lean forward and kiss his big head, teasing him and drawing out the anticipation.

“Cara,” he says, his voice a plea now. “Please. Put your mouth on it before I die.”

I meet his dark gaze, letting him see the smile tugging at my lips.

“If you insist,” I whisper as I lean forward with my pussy aching.

I open wide and take him into my mouth, slow and deliberate, savoring every moment of his reaction—the way his breath stutters, the way his grip on my hair tightens, the way his entire body seems to melt and tense at the same time.

His cock stretches my mouth as I take him indeeper. My jaw aches as I wrap my lips around him, moving my head back and forth, sucking him off.

Water fills my eyes as I push him in as deep as I can before slowly pulling back, keeping my lips clenched tight around his hard shaft.

I stroke him and suck him faster, loving the heat of his skin and the rough possessive sounds he’s grunting out. Every groan, every shudder, every whisper of my name is like fuel, driving me to give him more, to push him closer to the edge.

The deep heavy sound of his masculine groans vibrate through me, making my pussy pulse with heat. It feels like there’s a needy little demon between my legs. Before I realize what I’m doing, my hand slips under my dress and into my panties.

“Fucking hell,” Graham whispers as he watches me playing with myself, burying two fingers into my hot wet pussy. I rub my engorged clit in a frenzy when I look up into his dark sexy eyes. He’s staring down at me and I know I’m his now. He’s never going to let me go. I can feel the possession emanating from his eyes, wrapping around me, making me his. His eyes are locked on me like he’s never seen anything so sexy.

Those dark molten eyes are full of raw hunger and heat so intense it feels like it could burn me alive. His heated gaze leaves no doubt: I’m the only one he wants.

I pick up the pace, sucking his big beautiful cock with a fresh burst of energy. I’m desperate to get him off. Ineedto make him cum.

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