Page 13 of Stone Cold Mountain Man
The space between us feels fragile, charged, a moment balanced on the thinnest edge.
Whatever happens next, I know I don’t want to run from it.
He pulls me on top of him. My thigh part to straddle his waist and the unmistakable press of his hard cock, rubbing against my heated core sends a wave of pleasure through me and I let out a soft moan. We aren’t even skin on skin and it’s already better than I could have imagined.
Wade sits up to meet me, our chests pressed together, his arms wrapped around me. His lips kiss a scorching trail up my neck to my lips. He kisses me the way I wanted him to kiss me earlier. His lips brush gently against mine at first, like he wantsme comfortable and cherished. But my impatience rears its ugly head and I nip at his bottom lip.
“Ouch,” he pulls back with a low chuckle.
“Here,” I say, running my hands down the muscled contours of his chest to the hem of his shirt and pull it off him. “Let me make it up to you.”
His eyes darken as I press my hands on his chest again and push him slowly back onto his back. I lean forward and kiss my own trail down his pecs to his abs…
Wade pulls in a staggered breath as I reach the elastic waistband of his sweatpants. I rub my face back and forth against him. The only barrier between my mouth and his cock, is a flimsy piece of fabric—and it’s teasing me.
I dip my fingers beneath the elastic and pull it down. Free of its cotton confines, his cock springs to attention and hits my chin.
“I’m sorry,” he says, as his breathing increases.
Wrapping my hand around the firm, thick length of him. I kiss the head gently. “I’m not.”
My tongue slips out and circles the tip, savoring the salty goodness of his precum that’s already leaking out.
Wade’s hands grip the sheets to keep himself in check, but his hips lift slowly as I take part of him into my mouth.
“Taylor,” he sighs, his head dropping back against the pillow.
I alternate between using my tongue and my mouth, loving the power shift between us. Wade is big and strong, but at this moment, he’s completely at my mercy. I can give him the release that he so desperately wants or take it all away.
My mouth adjusts to his size with each movement of my head up and down his length. I fully intended to bring him to climax, but Wade has other plans.
He grabs me by the shoulders to lift me up and flips me onto my back. I barely have time to register what’s just happened before Wade situates himself between my thighs.
“Wha—” I start to say but he cuts me off.
“When I come,” he says, thrust himself against my aching clit. “It’s going to be deep inside your hot, tight pussy. You got that?”
My attraction to Wade was hot before, but this dominant Wade has it going supernova.
I nod my head, not trusting my voice.
“I said,” he growls. “You got that?”
“Yes,” I breathe out.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
The words surprise me. I didn’t think. I just said the words that felt so right. This seems to be exactly what he wanted to hear. Wade reaches between us and tears the lace and satin fabric of my panties. He lifts the hem of my shirt and pulls it off me. I moan as his hands reach up and cradle my breasts. His hot mouth envelops one nipple—licking and sucking before moving to the other. The pleasure surges like a current to my pussy. I reach down between us and grip his rock-hard length. He thrusts his hips allowing the head of his cock to brush up and down my slick folds.
“You are so wet, baby.”
“Please,” I beg, I reach around him and grab his ass to pull him closer.
He doesn’t make me wait. We both want—no need for this to happen. Wade pushes inside me with a steady control I lost long ago. My body stretches to accommodate his size. It’s uncomfortable at first, but by the time he starts moving in and out of me, all I can feel is the pleasure.
The friction of our bodies moving against one another, allows the pleasure to build higher and higher. My lungs can’t seem to pull in enough air to catch my breath. The sound of Wade’s grunts as the rhythm of his hips begin to pick up gives me something to focus on to keep my climax at bay until we can come together.
