Page 173 of Mountain Boss

She looks well and truly fucked.

And my inner beast preens.

We did that.

Her lips pull up into a soft smile.

She looks so pleased. So at ease.

With me.

My stomach gives a twist. Part disbelief. Part wonder. Part something new.

Don’t get ahead of yourself.

It’s just one fuck.

Not a forever.

But…

I swallow.

“Can I stay?” My voice comes out scratchy.

Her smile grows. Her relaxation a balm to my racing thoughts.

“Like overnight, or…” She glances down to where we’re still joined.

I groan. “Overnight,Cookie.”

“Then yes.” Her answer sounds suddenly shy. And that makes me all the more certain that I want to stay.

Standing upright, still inside her, I reach down and grip Courtney’s ankles. Then I lift her legs straight up until they’re pressed together in front of me.

The position tightens her core around me, and I can’t stop myself from pulling partway out, then pushing back in.

It’s all too much on my sensitive dick, but her moan makes it worth it.

“Stay,” I tell her, flexing my grip on her ankles before letting go.

I grunt when I slip free of her heat.

And she lets out a little squeak when I drag my fingers down her slit, needing to feel the sticky warmth.

I smirk.

Naked, I stride away from my messy pinup girl and head into the bathroom.

I blink against the brightness.

Then I freeze.

The sight of red streaking across my dick is making my brain glitch.

It’s not a lot.

I don’t think it’s from a period. I’ve had period sex. Doesn’t bother me in the least. But it doesn’t usually look like this.

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