Page 97 of Mountain Boss

Can feel how if there was no clothing between us, his dick would be snug between my ass cheeks. How he’d be practically fucking me. How easy it would be for him to slip inside me.

He grinds his palm on my clit.

I moan around a mouthful of Sterling and feel more wetness gather between my legs.

Sterling grunts and presses into me harder.

I straighten my arms, locking my elbows so I don’t collapse against the cabin.

Then I let my eyes close as I take it.

Chapter 77

Sterling

“Fuck.”I drop my forehead against her shoulder as I hump her ass.

Courtney swirls her tongue around my fingers, and tightness forms in my balls.

“Fuck,” I repeat between my teeth.

I rub my fingers deep inside her channel, reveling in the way she clamps down around me.

She feels like silk against my calloused fingers.

And she’s starting to tremble.

I increase my pressure.

And I thrust up harder.

“That’s it, Cookie.” I rub my palm in a circle over her perfect little bundle of nerves. “Come on my fingers. Give me something to taste.”

Her mouth opens as she lets out a whine of need.

I lift my head to watch her profile.

Her arms are shaking as she arches her neck.

Precum leaks out of my tip.

I slide my fingers out of her mouth and down her neck until her perfect tit is filling my palm.

Her bra is thin. Unpadded.

“Sterling,” she gasps.

I pinch her nipple. “Call me Mr. Black.”

My hips jerk forward.

My fingers rub.

“Mr.” She sucks in a breath. “Black.”

With my name on her lips, my girl starts to come.

She moans. And arches. And goes up onto her toes.

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