Page 33 of The Maverick of the Mountain
My body feels like it’s vibrating. “Never had…”
I lodge the head of my cock inside her entrance, tight and warm and wet.
“Uh-uh,” she moans. “Never.”
“Jesus,” I mutter, pushing in a little harder. There’s so much resistance. So much… “Fuck, Corinne,” I growl, gripping her thighs.
My mind’s reeling. Can’t believe no one’s touched this angel. How can I be the first?The last.The thought sears my soul. And now I need to make her mine.
I reach for a condom in the nightstand. Shit, do I even have any? Do they expire? I nearly ask Corinne, but she reads my mind.
“No condom. I’m on the pill… and I want to feel all of you. Nothing between us.”
I let out a deep sigh as I reposition myself again, hands gliding across her silky thighs, admiring perfection as my cock nudges her pussy again. I press my thumb against her clit, rubbing her gently as I push into her. “I’ll take it slow, sweet girl. Ease into it, okay?”
She nods, biting down on her lip.
It will be a miracle if I keep my word. I’ve been aching to be inside Corinne. And I’m not sure what will happen once I feel her wrapped around my cock. Those tits bouncing. Her nails digging into my skin.
Corinne squeaks, gripping the sheets tightly as she turns her head.
“Are you okay?”
She turns back, nods. “I’m fine.”
I reach down, stroking her cheek with the back of my hand. “Breathe, sweet girl. Just breathe.”
I slide in, retreating at the first sign of resistance, of pain across my girl’s face. Push and pull. Again and again. Slow and steady as we twine our fingers together. Never felt more connected with anyone before. And I don’t mean because my cock is lodged inside Corinne.
It feels like I’ve known her for years. My entire life. I understand what she needs. Wants. I let go of one hand, reaching to the side to grab her leg, lifting it in the air so I can kiss her soft skin.
She moans. “Deeper. I-I think I can take you deeper.”
I drag my tongue across her skin. Kiss. “I know you can.”
I let her leg fall beside me, and then I press deeper. In and out, back and forth. It’s not long until we find our rhythm, until I’m halfway inside and I feel like I’m about to burst.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, Corinne. Milking my cock.”
She moans with delight. “And you’re massive. Can’t believe this is my first…”
I groan as she slides her hand down, grabbing my cock as it slides in and out, slick with her.
“And it will be your last, sweet girl,” I rasp, grabbing her wrist, yanking her up so she’s straddling me.
“Oh, god,” she moans, flinging herself against me, grinding against me.
That’s it. Use me.
“You’re mine, Corinne. There’s no going back.”
“Good. Because I don’t want to go back.”
My mind blanks, and then explodes. Our entire life unspools before me like a film. Marriage. Kids. Growing old on the mountain. I can hardly keep up, but every moment makes my heart race.
“You… You want to stay?”
She rocks against me. Jesus, it’s hard to concentrate balls deep into my dream girl.
