Page 33 of The Mountain Man's Untamed Bride
When his mouth moved lower, replacing his thumb with his tongue, I nearly came undone on the spot. The wet heat of him against my most sensitive flesh was overwhelming. He tasted me thoroughly, using the flat of his tongue in broad strokes before focusing with devastating precision on my clit.
"Bodhi," I gasped, torn between pulling away and pushing closer as the pleasure built to almost unbearable heights. "I'm going to—I can't—"
"You can," he murmured against me, his fingers still working inside me as his tongue circled my clit. "Let go, Scarlett. I've got you."
The combination of his fingers curling inside me, his tongue circling my clit, and his eyes watching me with such intensity pushed me over the edge. The orgasm crashed through me with unexpected force, waves of pleasure radiating outwardas I cried out his name. He worked me through it gently, easing only when I collapsed against the mattress.
As I struggled to catch my breath, he moved back up my body, kissing me deeply. The taste of myself on his lips was startlingly intimate, erotic in a way I hadn't anticipated.
"That was..." I searched for words.
"Just the beginning," he promised, reaching toward the bedside drawer.
I caught his wrist. "My turn first."
His eyebrows rose in surprise, but he didn't resist as I pushed at his shoulders, encouraging him onto his back. The reversal of positions gave me my first unobstructed view of him fully naked—all sculpted muscle and tan skin, his cock hard and impressive against his stomach.
I settled between his legs, momentarily uncertain despite my boldness. "You'll have to guide me."
His hand brushed my cheek. "You don't have to—"
"I want to," I insisted. "Just... tell me if I do something wrong."
I wrapped my hand around him experimentally, marveling at the contrast of smooth skin over hardness. His sharp intake of breath encouraged me to stroke from base to tip, learning the feel of him.
"Like this?" I asked, watching his face.
"Perfect," he managed, voice strained. "Just like that."
Emboldened, I lowered my head, maintaining eye contact as I took him into my mouth. His groan was immediate and deeply satisfying, his hand coming to rest gently on my head without applying pressure.
"Yes," he breathed as I experimented with pressure and rhythm. "God, Scarlett."
I'd worried about technique, but his reactions guided me—the catch in his breathing when I swirled my tongue around the head, the tensing of his thighs when I took him deeper, the increasingly desperate sounds as I found a rhythm that had his hips lifting slightly to meet me.
When his hand tightened in my hair, gently pulling me up, I resisted briefly.
"Stop," he rasped. "Or this ends much sooner than I want."
I released him with a final, teasing lick that made him groan again, pleased with myself. He pulled me up for a bruising kiss.
"Last chance to change your mind," he said gruffly, his forehead against me.
In answer, I straddled him, positioning myself above him. His hands settled on my hips, guiding me as I sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch. There was pressure, a brief sharp pain that made me gasp, then a feeling of incredible fullness as he filled me completely.
"Okay?" he asked, his face strained with the effort of remaining still.
I took a deep breath, adjusting to the new sensation. "Better than okay."
His hands guided my hips in a gentle rhythm as I began to move, finding what felt good. The discomfort faded quickly, replaced by building pleasure as I discovered the angle that made sparks shoot through my veins.
"That's it," he encouraged, one hand sliding between us to circle my clit as I rode him. "So beautiful."
The combination of his touch, his words, and the fullness of him inside me quickly had me climbing toward another peak. My movements grew more urgent, less coordinated as I chased the sensation.
"Bodhi," I gasped, "I'm close—"
In one fluid motion, he flipped us, maintaining our connection as he settled above me. My legs wrapped around his waist as he began to thrust more deeply, hitting a spot inside me that had me seeing stars.
