Page 11 of Soul of the Mountain
I rock my hips against the mattress, needing some sort of relief for myself. Fuck, she’s not the only one who’s aching right now.
I answer her question by thrusting my tongue into her pulsing channel, lapping up her sweet cream straight from the source. She twists beneath me, but I lay my forearm across her hips, pinning her down while I devour her little cunt.
I bring her right to the edge and keep her there. Her muscles draw up tight, her joints lock, and she sucks in a breath of air, her entire body frozen in place.
I scrape my teeth across her clit, and she comes like a fucking goddess on my tongue. Her juices coat my face as I suck, lick, and fucking destroy her pussy. She’s shaking so hard I have to grip her hips to keep her in place. But I don’t stop. Not for a second.
Gabby convulses beneath me as I growl into her cunt, pushing her deeper into her orgasm, making her feel all of it. A strangled cry leaves her lips as she comes again. I cover her mouth, muffling her screams as I drink down her release.
Her fingers tangle in my hair, and she holds me as she fucks my face. Gabby circles her hips, completely lost in her lust and pleasure. I’m lost in her. Completely consumed by her scent, her taste, her softness, and how she feels in my hands.
I lick her to a final, fierce, and trembling orgasm. She snaps her legs around my head as she reaches her peak, then Gabby goes completely limp, melting into the mattress.
I jump off the bed and whip out my cock, stroking the fucker hard and fast. “Gabby,” I snarl, once again more animal than human.
“Sullivan,” she whimpers, her eyes following the motion of my hand.
I lose my shit when she licks her lips. I grip my angry fucking cock and jerk myself off almost violently. Gabby senses my need and spreads her legs for me, then cups her breasts, pushing them together.
Goddamn, how did I get so lucky?
I let go of every-fucking-thing and come on her tits and pussy. Rope after rope of my sticky release coats her skin, and damn, it has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. My body moves on its own, my hands gliding over her heated skin, rubbing my cum into her, marking her like a beast.
Gabby takes a shuddering breath and then grabs my hands, tugging me down on top of her. I take her lips in a wild, desperate kiss, then break it off to gasp for air. Rolling over on my back, I take my woman with me, draping her sweaty, cum-covered body over my chest. This is the most content and satisfied I’ve ever been, and I’ve only known Gabby for a few days.
“You okay?” I ask once we’ve both caught our breath.
“So good,” she sighs, snuggling into my side.
We lie there, exposed and vulnerable, yet completely content. My woman gave me a piece of her soul last night when she shared her story. Today, she’s trusted me with her body. I’ll make sure she doesn’t regret either one.
Eventually, we get out of bed and clean up. I’m about to head outside to do some chores around the property when Gabby joins me by the back door.
“Where are you going?” she asks with a sweet but tentative smile. I sense she wants to be near me but doesn’t want to come off as clingy. I don’t mind. If I had things my way, we’d never be apart. But I don’t want to overwhelm her with my possessiveness.
“I’m just going to walk around the property and see if the storm did any damage. I’ll be back soon.”
“If you want help, I could… never mind.” She looks away from me, and I know she’s telling herself mean things in her head.
I don’t know everything about the environment she grew up in, but it wouldn’t be a stretch to assume her guardians did a lot of damage. My new purpose in life is to build up her confidence. I’d never have thought the cold, stand-offish woman I met just a few days ago had a confidence problem, but that just goes to show I shouldn’t assume things. Gabby has more layers to her than I could have imagined, and I know with certainty I’ll always have more to discover. I hope she can trust me with all of her one day.
I take her hand and pull her into my chest. “I want you next to me as much as possible,” I tell her before kissing her forehead. “I just don’t want to suffocate you.”
The disbelief in her eyes is heartbreaking. Then something miraculous happens. Gabby smiles at me. Her warm gaze travels through my skin, right down into the depths of my soul. I feel like the fucking king of the world. It’s a small win, but an important one. I hope every conversation we have opens her heart up a little more.
Gabby joins me in the yard, wearing casual clothes today. While I can appreciate her business attire, I think she wears it like armor. Seeing her in leggings and a t-shirt makes me think she’s finally comfortable enough to let down those walls. At least around me.
I give her a brief tour, including the gazebo out back that’s nestled right next to the stream cutting through the south side of my property. Her fingers trail over the vines growing up one side of the gazebo as she inspects it, and my lip twitches up in a grin. Who would have thought I’d be giving a real estate agent from Top Spot a tour of my property voluntarily?
We haven’t talked about her job or the town at all during her stay with me. Whatever is happening between us is too important to get caught up in the details, but the little voice in the back of my head reminds me we still need to have a discussion.
Not yet. I just want to enjoy this,I reason with myself.
Gabby looks at me over her shoulder, her greenish-brown eyes locking onto mine. A slight blush spreads across her cheeks, making her look soft and sweet and so fuckingmine, it hurts.
By the time we’re nearing the toolshed on the east side, clouds have blocked out the sun. I look up and furrow my brow as the first few drops of rain hit my face.
Two seconds later, the skies open up and soak both Gabby and me. I’m ready to scoop her up in my arms like I did last night, but she doesn’t look afraid. No… she looks… turned on?
