Page 21 of Her Mountain Boss
He captures my mouth again, his hands roaming my body, possessive, greedy. I can feel his cock, hard and heavy against my stomach, and I ache to touch him, to taste him. His hands slide down to my ass, gripping, lifting, and I wrap my legs around his waist, grinding against him.
“You’re mine, kitten,” he says, carrying me towards the stairs. “All fucking mine.”
My heart pounds hard and fast in my chest, bursting with happiness at his words. I’ve wanted to be his from the moment we met.
He carries me up the stairs, his strong arms wrapped securely around me, his piercing blue eyes never leaving mine. He walks us down a hallway and into the room at the end. His bedroom. The rain outside pounds against the windows, but in here, it’s warm and dry, the room lit with the soft glow of candles. He sets me down gently on his massive bed, the thick flannel blankets soft beneath me.
Silently, he starts slowly peeling me out of my wet clothes. He starts with my sweater, lifting it over my head, his fingers grazing my skin and making it pebble. My breath hitches as he unhooks my bra, freeing my breasts, his eyes darkening with desire as he takes in the sight of me.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice low and husky. He leans down, his lips brushing across my nose, my cheeks, my collarbone. Each touch of his mouth is like a brand, claiming me, marking me as his.
He moves lower, his hands sliding down to my jeans, unbuttoning them, pulling them down my legs along with my soaked panties, and then finally my socks. I’m completely naked, vulnerable, exposed. But I’m not afraid. I’ve never been so sure of something in my life. I want this. I want him.
His mouth finds my belly, kissing every inch of skin as if it were sacred ground. He trails kisses down to my thighs, his breath hot against my sensitive flesh. I squirm beneath him, a moan escaping my lips as he spreads my legs wider, opening me up to him.
“I can’t believe you’re mine,” he says, his voice filled with awe and hunger. His fingers trace the lips of my pussy, spreading me open, and I can feel how wet I am. He leans in and gives me a long, slow lick, and I cry out, my hips bucking against his mouth.
He groans, the sound vibrating through me, sending waves of pleasure crashing over me. His tongue delves deeper, exploring inch of my pussy, lapping up my juices as if they were the sweetest thing in the world. He swirls his tongue around my clit, sucking it into his mouth, driving me insane with need. I feel like I’m going to vibrate right off the bed, I’m so turned on.
I clutch at the blankets, my body writhing beneath him, my breath coming in ragged gasps. “Ford,” I whimper, his name a plea, a prayer. He looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire, his mouth glistening with me.
“We stop if you say stop. I’m not here to take. I’m here togiveyou everything.”
I shake my head, gasping as he licks me from entrance to clit. “I don’t want to stop.”
He slides his tongue inside me, exploring every inch of my pussy, lapping up my juices with an eager groan that makes my toes curl. His fingers spread me open, exposing me completely, and I can feel his hot breath on my sensitive flesh. My back bows off the bed, and he chuckles darkly.
“Lay back, kitten. Let Daddy eat. Keep those pretty thighs spread for me. Take what I’m giving you.”
He slides a finger inside me, slowly, deliberately, and I gasp at the intrusion. He pumps it in and out, his tongue circling my clit, driving me insane. I can feel the pressure building, my body tensing, ready to explode. His finger curls inside me, hitting a spot that makes me see stars, and I come hard, my body convulsing, my pussy clenching around his finger. I squirt a little, and I squeal as Ford presses his finger against my inner wall, making more liquid stream out.
“Fuck, Sophia,” he growls, his voice low and husky as he laps up my release. “I’m obsessed with this pretty cunt. It’s all I think about. Your taste, your scent, the way you feel on my tongue. How cute it is when you squirt all over me. I’m going to eat thispussy every single day. Fuck, I want to fall asleep between your thighs so I can wake up and eat all through the night.”
I don’t have time to process his words before his mouth is on me again, his tongue lapping up every drop of my orgasm. He slides his finger out, only to replace it with two, stretching me, filling me. His tongue flicks against my clit, relentless, and I can feel another orgasm building, even stronger than the first.
“I could spend all damn night between these thighs, feasting on the world’s most delicious pussy. Taste so fucking sweet. And no one will ever know except me.”
“Ford,” I whimper, my voice hoarse with pleasure. “I can’t… it’s too much…” My heart is swelling, my thighs are shaking, and my clit is almost painfully sensitive. And yet I don’t want him to stop. I don’t ever want him to stop.
“You can. You were made for this, kitten. Made to be licked and fucked.” He groans as he sucks my clit into his mouth and polishes it with his tongue, and I shatter for a second time. I come again, even harder this time, my body shaking, my pussy pulsing wildly around his fingers. He groans loudly, his mouth still on me, his tongue licking, his fingers pumping, drawing out every last drop of pleasure.
When I finally come down, my body is limp, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Ford looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire, his mouth glistening with me. He slides his fingers out of me, bringing them to his mouth, sucking them clean. The sight sends a jolt of pleasure through me, and I moan, my body somehow already craving more.
“Please,” I beg, my voice barely a whisper. “I need more. I need you.”
Ford grins at me and reaches into his bedside table, pulling out a sleek, elegant vibrator. It’s small, barely the size of his palm, but powerful, with a slight curve at the tip. It’s a deep,lustrous black, and when he turns it on, the hum fills the room. It’s far more luxurious and expensive than any of the toys I have.
“I got this for you, kitten,” he murmurs, trailing the vibe up my thigh for a brief moment. “I know you like your toys, and I wanted you to have something nice. Something worthy of your incredible little cunt.”
I whimper, my pussy clenching at the sight of it, at the thought of Ford using it on me. I’m sprawled out on his bed, naked, my legs spread wide, my body on display for him. He’s stretched out beside me, his big, rough hand trailing over my skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
“After your bratty display in the hot tub, I thought I’d have a harder time teaching you to be my good girl. But you’re a natural submissive, aren’t you? You want to please me, don’t you?”
I nod, licking my lips. “I do. I like being your good girl.”
He dips his head and kisses my shoulder. “I know you do. Which is why I’m going to edge you with this toy. Because who decides when you come?”
“You do, Daddy?”
