Page 46 of Mountain Wood
“See? Supporter.”
“Stalker.”
“Tomato, tomahto.” I smile proudly.
“Does it bother you?”
That makes me pause. “Why would it?”
“A lot of women follow me on that app. I get a lot of attention.”
I’m not a jealous person. “I’d be a hypocrite to be mad at them for doing the same thing I am.”
He cocks his brow. “And what is it you’ve done, Grace?”
There isn’t a snowball’s chance in Hell I’m going to tell him that I’ve masturbated to his videos.
“Oh, must be juicy since you’re turning red.” He wraps his arms around my waist. “What did you do?”
“Nothing.” Bristling in his arms, I splay my hands on his chest. He’s rock solid.
“Nothing, huh?” Dean leans down and nips my neck, spreading heat through my body. “Doesn’t look like it’s nothing.”
“I’m not telling you.”
“Brat.” He nips my skin again, making my knees wobble. Heat floods my pussy. “If you won’t tell me. Show me.”
My heart hammers in my chest as excitement zips through my system.
Backing away, I unzip my coat and tug my leggings down. Then I hop up on the vanity and lean back against the mirror. We stare at each other for a long pause before I dig my phone out of my pocketand open the app. I pull up my favorite video of his and watch it, squirming with need almost immediately.
Dean stands in front of me, his arms braced on either side of my hips, caging me in. Swallowing my nerves, I slip my middle finger in my pussy. His cheeks turn crimson, and eyes darken as he zeros in on my cunt. That fuckable mouth of his slightly parts and his breaths quicken as he watches me finger myself. His video repeats over and over and over while I play with myself. His grip on the vanity tightens when we both hear the wet noises coming from between my thighs. I’ve never preformed like this in front of someone else before.
It’s very freeing.
“That’s it, sugar. Keep going,” Dean says in a deep tone. “Fuck yourself for me.”
He sounds like he’s ready to snap.
My toes curl when I play with my clit. Under his hungry gaze, I pleasure myself to the breaking point. My orgasm rips out of me, fast and furious. I ride it out and sigh as the last pulse of my release fades.
Dean gently grabs the hand between my thighs and brings it to his lips, sucking my digits clean. Then he closes his eyes and groans. “Fuck, woman.” He drops to his knees and hooks my legs around his head. “You’re making me insatiable.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
Dean feasts on my pussy, delving two fingers inside me while he flicks my clit with his tongue. I’m already too sensitive, so my next orgasm comes quickly.
“Don’t stop.” I grip the top of his head and grind myself against his mouth. He rips another orgasm outof me that leaves me breathless. I think I’m going to pass out.
He kisses my cunt and inner thighs before rising up to take my mouth. Before Dean, I’d never kissed someone with my juices on their tongue before. It’s strange and exciting. His beard scrapes my skin, and I feel wetness there too. I’ve made a mess all over his face.
When he pulls back, his smile is huge. “I’ll be making a lot more videos.”
The groan I give him is shameful.
I love that he’s so proud of himself for turning me on this much.
“About that…” I push him back playfully, hop down, and fix my clothing. “I have some ideas.”
