Page 20 of Her Mountain Boss
I slow my movements, gentling my touch as she comes down from her high. I press soft kisses to her inner thighs, her mound, her stomach, my wet beard rubbing against her skin.
“That’s my good girl,” I whisper, looking up at her. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes glazed, her hair a wild mess around her shoulders. She’s never looked more beautiful. “No one’s tasted you but me, Sophia. No one’s made you come like that but me. And that’s never gonna change.” I stand up, my cock throbbing painfully in my jeans. I want to fuck her, claim her, fill her with my cum. But not yet. Not here. I want our first time to be perfect. I want to savour her.
I stand, balls throbbing, cock dripping, and wrap my arms around my girl. She melts into me, her soft curves pressing against my hardness. I capture her mouth with mine, kissing herslow and deep. She tastes like heaven, like sweet sin, and I can’t get enough. Her hands clutch at my shirt, her body shaking. From the orgasms I just gave her, or from something else, I’m not entirely sure.
“Please,” she begs against my lips. “Please fuck me. I can’t wait. I need it. I need you.”
I groan, my cock throbbing in my jeans. I want nothing more than to bury myself inside her, to claim her completely. But not here, not like this.
“No, kitten,” I murmur, my voice sandpapery. “I’m not going to pop your cherry where anyone could walk in. You deserve better than that.”
She whines, her body writhing against mine. “But I need you. I need you so bad.” She bites her lip and looks up at me, then shyly away. “Please, Daddy.”
It’s the wordDaddythat undoes me. I grip her chin, tilting her head up. Her hazel eyes are glazed with desire, her lips swollen from my kisses. “Okay,” I say, all plans of drawing this out longer gone. “Come to my cabin in a couple of hours. I can’t wait any longer, either.”
She nods eagerly, and I give her one last kiss, slow and deep, before pulling away. Her eyes flutter closed, a soft sigh escaping her lips. I step back, my body protesting the distance between us. But the anticipation thrumming through my veins is worth it. Tonight, she’ll be mine completely.
I help her get her clothing back into place, and then head to a small closet where cleaning supplies are kept. When I return with all purpose cleaner and paper towels, she’s staring at the little puddle of clear liquid on the floor.
“Um…did I do that?” she asks. Her cheeks are bright red, her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
I grin at her. “You sure did. More than once.”
Her mouth opens into a cute littleo. “I didn’t know I could…wow.”
I make quick work of wiping up our mess, and then turn to my girl. “Don’t be embarrassed baby girl. It was hot as hell, and I’m already looking forward to you doing it again.”
She ducks her head, a shy smile pulling at her lips.
Just then, Heather enters the barn carrying a large box in her arms. Sophia rushes over to help her, and I wink at her as I head back to the supply closet.
As Sophia and Heather talk about work, I turn and leave the barn, the cool autumn air doing nothing to dampen the heat coursing through my body. Tonight, I’m going to claim my innocent little step-niece.
Tonight, I’m going to ruin her.
Tonight, I’m going to make her mine in every single way.
Eight
Sophia
As soon as I’m finished in the event barn, I rush back to my cabin for a quick shower. My legs still feel like jelly from my multiple orgasms, and my vision goes hazy every single time I replay the feeling of Ford’s mouth between my legs. Every time I remember the sight of him on his knees, his face buried in my pussy.
Holy fucking shit, that was the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me. I may not be experienced, I may not know what I’m doing, but I know I want more of that. I know I trust Ford to take care of me and make me feel good.
By the time I’m out of the shower, it’s started raining, drops hitting the windows and sliding down. This is typically the kind of night where I’d be curled up in bed with a book and a cup of tea. Instead, I’m headed to my much older boyfriend’s house where we’re going to have sex for the first time.
I, Sophia Monroe, the world’s horniest virgin, am finally going to have sex. I’m going to have a real life dick inside me, and even better, it’s attached to a man I’m pretty sure I’m halfway inlove with, even though I barely know him. Doesn’t matter. I want a future with Ford. I know that in my bones.
I step out my door and sprint through the rain, heart pounding, feet slipping on the wet earth. Ford’s cabin looms ahead, a beacon in the storm. I’m soaked, clothes clinging to my skin, but all I can think about is him. I reach the porch, breathless, and knock on the heavy oak door.
It swings open, and there he is, filling the doorway. His flannel shirt hangs open, revealing his chiseled chest, a smattering of dark hair streaked with silver. Low-slung gray sweatpants ride his hips, leaving little to the imagination. His piercing blue eyes lock onto mine, and for a moment, we just stare, the rain pounding behind me.
Then he moves, a growl rumbling in his throat as he grabs me, pulling me into the cabin. His mouth crashes onto mine as the door slams and he backs me into it. His kiss is deep, claiming, consuming. His tongue slides against mine, tasting, exploring. Owning. I moan into his mouth, pressing my body against his, needing more. Needing everything.
“Fuck, Sophia,” he groans, breaking the kiss just long enough to speak. “I know you’re too young for me. I know you’re my step-niece. But I was never going to be able to stay away from you.”
His words make my pussy throb, and I cling to him, my nails digging into his shoulders. “I want you, Ford. I want you so much it hurts.”
