Page 5 of Rebuilding with the Mountain Man

Thane hooked one finger under my chin and lifted, so I had no choice but to look at him. “Can you please give me one moresecond to do this…” His words trailed off as his mouth moved close. “I’ve waited all morning.” He said against my lips before crushing our mouths together in a mind-bending kiss.

I didn’t fight it.

My mouth fit perfectly with his and moved in sync like wed kissed before and we’re old pros instead of first kiss.

Thane growled into my mouth and pushed his tongue inside, exploring and dancing with mine, as our kiss grew more intense. He fisted my hair and yanked my head back, breaking our kiss and exposing my neck to him.

I cried out in both of a mixture of pleasure and pain, loving the feel of his fingers tugging on my strands.

Thane latched his mouth onto my neck, sucking, nipping, and kissing until he moved back up and stole my lips again in a dizzying kiss.

it was like I couldn’t get enough. I wanted to crawl inside his skin and feel every part of him in me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him harder, pressing my breasts against his chest, needing the friction on my aching nipples.

Thane growled louder than before, his hands moving from my hair, down my shoulders, along my sides, until he reached my waist. With one hand behind me, he swept everything off the kitchen table in one big swoop, plates and cups and papers crashing to the floor.

He gripped both sides of my waist and lifted me easily onto the table, pushing his way between my legs. Hands began to roam as clothes went flying in different directions.

I slipped my bra off and basked in the way his eyes drank me in like I was the most delicious treat he’d ever seen. My nipples yearned to be touched, and I brought my hands up to caress my breasts, cupping and squeezing them while Thane watched, his eyes glazed over with pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous sweetheart.”

I continued, arching my back and thrusting my breasts towards him. He grabbed them eagerly, his erection rubbing up against my thigh. I shimmed closer, wanting to rub my center against it, needing and craving the friction.

Thane dipped his head down low, and his mouth found my tits, kissing and sucking and groping, fingers and tongue assaulting my hard nipples. When he had his fill, he placed his hand between my breasts and gently pushed me back onto the table. I leaned back on my knees and watched as he slipped his boxers off, revealing his hard cock.

It was hard and engorged, a lot bigger than I expected, and I swallowed hard before licking my lips. He stroked it once, twice, three times, a bit of precum leaking out of the top. He threw his head back and groaned, his abs flexing as he stroked his dick back and forth, up and down.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.

Without warning, he grabbed my panties and yanked them down my legs, before slipping them off and throwing them over his shoulder. “Spread your legs for me.” Thane commanded.

I did exactly what he said, baring my naked pussy to him. I reached down and dipped my finger in, spreading the wetness from top to bottom, up and over my clit, and back down again.

His eyes blazed with fire, and he growled before falling to his knees and burying his face between my legs.

I screamed in pleasure as he devoured my pussy, lapping up my juices like he was a starved man. He didn’t stop until my legs were shaking, my orgasm building higher and higher, and just as I was about to explode, he pulled his mouth away, his beard soaked.

“No, why’d you stop?” I cried breathlessly as he stroked his cock, a wild look on his face.

“I want you to cum on my dick the first time.” Thane lined himself up and dove deep inside, pushing himself all the way to the hilt. It was a full, delicious feeling, and he moved slow at first, before gradually increasing his speed.

“Fuck me hard!” I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking them at the ankles so he could pump fast and furiously.

Thane fucked me into oblivion, and I came hard, my pussy squirting all over his cock as he moaned in delight. Before my orgasm had even finished, he grabbed my waist, lifted me off the table, and flipped me over, bending me at the waist.

I leaned on the table as he entered me from behind, my feet lifting onto my toes and backing up against him, my pussy rubbing against his pelvis. As we matched thrust for thrust, the kitchen filled with the sounds of moans, groans, and slapping skin.

My orgasm built higher and higher, this one harder to chase than the last, but so much more intense.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum so hard.” Thane said between thrusts and his sexy deep voice sent me careening over the edge.

We came together, both of us screaming the other’s name, as pleasure flowed between us. Juices ran down my legs, a mixture of my own cum and his, and I couldn’t believe I was capable of squirting. No sex before had ever brought me there.

“Wow.” I mumbled as Thane pulled out of me, more juices flowing.

“That was fucking amazing.” He slapped my ass gently and helped me to stand. He kissed my lips, his mouth tasting like me, and I suddenly was wet all over again. “You’re fucking amazing. Shower?”

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