Page 27 of Heart of the Mountain
“Cutter…” I can’t seem to say anything else, but I don’t need to.
“I’ve got you, love. Hang on.”
I barely register his words before he slams his thickness into me, setting a relentless pace. I cry out as he stretches the walls of my swollen, dripping pussy, hitting that most sensitive spot hard and fast, over and over.
My fingers dig into the material of the couch, my nails biting into the fabric. My head drops forward as Cutter fucks me roughly, bouncing me off his cock. I squeeze my eyes shut and gasp for air, each thrust going deeper, deeper, so damn deep it feels like he’s choking me with his dick.
“Sadie, goddamn, every single time I think it can’t get any better,” he groans. I nod my head and whimper in agreement. Every time with him feels new, intense, and thrilling.
Cutter pulls out suddenly, making me gasp at the loss of him. I look at him over my shoulder just in time to see him drop to his knees behind me and grip my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. He growls and sucks on my clit before licking up my slit and circling my asshole with the tip of his tongue.
Every nerve ending in my body sparks at once, making me shudder violently. My hands slip forward off the arm of the couch, but I catch myself on my elbows, not wanting this to end. Cutter groans but doesn’t stop.
He covers me with his saliva and attacks my pussy, scraping his teeth along my lips and then licking away the sting. Cutter thrusts his tongue in and out of my entrance until pinpricks of light flash in my eyes. The pressure in my core is intense and blinding as he keeps pushing me higher and higher, closer and closer, so fucking close I can taste it.
And then he’s gone. Frustrated tears burn my eyes. I’mright there. Cutter spanks my ass, growling at the way my soft flesh jiggles. He grips my ass cheeks in a punishing hold and enters me in one hard, gut-twisting thrust.
A furious orgasm crashes over me as my pussy knots around his huge cock over and over. Pleasure bordering on pain surges through me, and I cry out with each brutal stroke. I somehow find the strength to push myself back up on my arms and rock back into him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
My next orgasm takes me by surprise, flashing through me like lightning. Cutter snarls and fists my hair, tugging at the strands while I come around his cock. I bow my back, changing the angle of my hips so he's hitting me impossibly deeper. I'm struck by lightning again, coming hard and fast. The electricity from my sudden, intense orgasms lingers in my veins, keeping me impossibly close to the edge.
I’m suddenly picked up, and my world spins upside down. When I open my eyes, I see Cutter hovering above me, pressing my back into the couch cushions as he dips his head and claims my mouth with his.
“Need to kiss you while I make you squirt for me,” he grunts, hooking a hand under my knee and guiding me to rest my leg on the back of the couch. I’m completely open to him, ready for whatever he wants to do to me.
Cutter settles in between my thighs and slides his hard length through my pussy lips, gathering up my wetness and rubbing my clit with the head of his cock.
“I can’t come again,” I whimper.
His lips twist into a savage smile like he can't wait to prove me wrong. I don't think he'll have to wait long. Despite my protests, my body feels like it's on fire, and the only one who can put it out is Cutter.
“Let me show you all of the things this sexy little body can do,” he says in that dark, gravelly tone that makes me shiver.
Cutter pushes his cock into my entrance, sinking into me slowly and filling me up inch by agonizing inch. He teases mewith long, languid strokes in and out while kissing down my neck and chest, pausing to suck on my pulse point.
I cry out and bow my back off the couch, making Cutter groan and focus his attention on my tits. He picks up his pace, pounding into me harder, faster, while lapping at my nipples and biting the sensitive peaks.
I dig my nails into his shoulders and wrap my legs around his hips, rocking into him as he tears me apart. Cutter’s muscles tense and flex as he hammers into me, his strokes becoming uneven and frantic.
An almost suffocating pressure blooms in my core, overwhelming me with its intensity. My entire existence shrinks down to this moment, this connection, the way Cutter is breaking me, healing me, showing me how much he loves me.
I stare into Cutter’s dark blue eyes, needing him to see what he’s doing to me. We don’t have to talk; we only have to be here in this moment, sharing every emotion without words.
Every muscle in my body twitches, tenses, and locks up. My heart thrashes wildly in my chest and squeezes up tightly as I hold my breath.
“Come for me, Sadie. Fuck, please come for me,” he grits, sounding pained.
The crushing pressure building up in my core explodes out of me, the sweet, sharp ache breaking over my body in waves of excruciating bliss. I convulse beneath Cutter’s rippling muscles as more and more of my juices pool and then gush out of my pussy with each contraction.
I'd be embarrassed by how wet I am, but I can't think about anything else except this never-ending orgasm rattling through my bones.
“Jesus, that’s it. You’re making a fucking mess. Squirting all over me like a good girl.”
I moan at his dirty words and bask in his approval.
“Gonna come now, baby. Gonna come so fucking hard.”
The words barely leave his lips before he jackhammers in and out of me and then stills, wedging his cock so far up my channel I swear I feel him in my stomach. An animalistic growl barrels through his chest, turning into a roar as his cock swells and explodes inside me. I cling to his massive body and clench my pussy around him, sucking down every last drop of his cum.
