Page 11 of Tormented Mountain Man

That was a weird excuse. I was too busy to learn how to pleasure myself? It had just never occurred to me to try.

“Well, we’ll do something about that.” He smiled. “By the end of the night, you’re going to have your second, third, and maybeeven fourth orgasm. Then I’ll wake you up in the morning with another.”

He wanted to wake up with me in the morning. I was surprised how much I liked that idea.

I took a deep breath and said, “Should we go get in bed?”

He shook his head. “Take off your pants. I want to fuck you right here.”

6

HUNTER

Fuck her? I didn’t want to scare her off. So I wasn’t sure why I kept saying things that might do exactly that.

What I really wanted to do was make love to her. I wanted to kiss every inch of that beautiful body and make her come over and over again.

Joely stepped out of her jeans and underwear while I removed the rest of my clothes too. I grabbed them all and settled them in a pile on top of the other chair. The ground was no place for her clothes. It was a protective move.

Yes, the bed would definitely be much more comfortable. I realized that as she settled onto the chair, spreading her legs as directed. But this was hot. Out here on the balcony, where no one was likely to see us but we could still technically be caught… I was surprised how into it I was.

I knelt between her legs, wincing at the wood against my bare knees. I moved my mouth to her sweet heat, not taking my eyes off her as my tongue made contact with her clit.

She threw her head back, eyes closed, and I knew she was forcing herself to stay silent. No need to stay silent. It was only slightly less likely someone would hear us as they would see us.But I, for one, couldn’t wait for the day I could make my woman cry out without worrying about being overheard.

My woman.

Yes, I was definitely thinking of a future with her. I could fight it, but what would be the point? Instead, I should put that energy into finding a way to get her back to Seduction Summit.

“Oh, fuck,” she whispered.

Was that the first curse word I’d heard from her? I was pretty sure it was. If not, it was definitely the most extreme.

I liked it. She was letting herself go in front of me. But she was cool with having sex on a balcony, so one profanity was the least of the exciting things she was willing to do with me.

Her hands gripped the armrests of the patio chair as her hips began moving in rhythm with my tongue. She was on a steady climb toward her second orgasm, and I was definitely going to work hard to give her as many orgasms as I could.

Maybe I’d make love to her all night. We’d be tired for the wedding tomorrow, but who cared? We’d have smiles on our faces, knowing we’d both had the best time of our lives.

She sucked in her breath, then let it out on a slow exhale. I knew she was coming. I could tell from the way her body clenched, then relaxed, and her hips subtly gyrated. But I didn’t let up. Not until she touched my shoulder.

When I sat up and gave her a questioning expression, she said something that sent sparks shooting through my body. “Get up here and fuck me.”

The angle was all wrong. That much was clear already. I stood and scanned the entire area for signs of life and found nothing. Then I held out my hand to her. She slid her hand inside mine, fully trusting me, and let me pull her to her feet.

I eyed both chairs. The armrests would get in the way. Maybe I should just take her to bed. I could spread her out and make love to her the way I intended. But one look at her face, and Iknew I had to make it work out here. She wanted this. It was turning her on.

And then she gave me another one of those naughty smiles and headed to the railing, looking back over her shoulder at me. “Let’s do it here.”

She put both hands on the railing, just as she’d done when I’d touched her in that very spot. Then she widened her stance slightly.

It was the sexiest sight I’d ever seen. I took a mental picture. I knew every time I recalled that image, I’d get hard. I’d probably even spank it a few dozen times just to relieve the pressure.

But for now, I shoved that thought aside as I gripped my cock and moved toward her. I had to do whatever it took to hold out for my woman.

My woman. That was exactly what she was.

I’d have to go slowly because this would hurt. I needed to make this first time one she’d remember for the rest of her life. The rest ofourlives together.

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