Page 27 of Soul of the Mountain
She throws her head back, her hair tickling my legs, sending another wave of sensation straight to my dick. Her tits bounce and jiggle so beautifully for me as she rides me hard and fast. I latch onto one hard nipple and suck it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive nub.
“Sullivan! Sullivan, I can’t hold on, I can’t, I’m…”
“I’ve got you. Come for me. Come on my big cock, princess. Wanna feel everything with you.”
Gabby yelps my name as her body snaps around mine, her legs trembling, her pussy spasming, squeezing me in a velvetvice grip. I hold her up by her hips and fuck up into her, reveling in the way her cunt squeezes and massages me.
In a flash, I flip us over and bend her legs so her knees are practically up by her ears. I slam into her, fucking her hard and deep.
“Sullivan! God, yes,” she cries out.
Gabby stretches her arms above her head and lays her palms on the headboard, pushing her body further into mine as I thrust up into her tight, hot cunt.
“Fucking hell, Gabby. So fucking good.”
God, her pussy feels too good. Watching her body shake beneath me is going to send me over the edge, but I need one more orgasm from her before I let go.
“Play with your pussy,” I bark out. “Need you to come one more time.”
“Sullivan… I can’t, I can’t…”
“You can. Do it for me, Gabby. Play with your clit. Show me how you like to please yourself.”
One arm slides down her body, stopping to squeeze her juicy tit. I almost fucking lose it. Her fingers crawl down her rounded stomach, and she slips two fingers over her clit and rubs herself.
“S-so-o sensitive…” she moans.
“That’s it, Gabby. So fucking gorgeous. I’m close, baby, so close.”
I pound into her as she blurs her fingers over her bundle of nerves and bucks her hips. Then I feel her two fingers on either side of my dick, touching us right where we meet.
“Jesus, Gabby, I…”
Her eyes are locked on my cock as it pistons in and out of her, and I can’t stop my orgasm. As soon as I explode, she snaps, her tight pussy gripping me and coaxing out all of my cum. Her head thrashes back and forth as she says my name over and over, like a goddamn prayer.
I set her legs down and lean forward, crashing my mouth onto hers. I’m still deep inside her, the walls of her pussy fluttering around me, pulsing with the last of her orgasm.
Gabby tangles her fingers in the hair at the back of my neck and pulls me closer, deepening our kiss until all the air is sucked out of my lungs.
I finally break the kiss, wishing I didn't have to breathe so I could bury myself in everything Gabby offers me. I slide out of her and shift my weight so I'm not crushing her with my large frame. She's still on her back, propped up a little by a pillow. Her fingers are still gripping my hair like she doesn't want me to go anywhere. I lay my cheek down on her soft belly, facing her. That seems to satisfy her.
She plays with my hair and strokes my back, her touch gentle and so different from the way we were just together. I look up and see Gabby smiling down at me, her fingers combing through my hair. I’ve never felt more loved. She’s so fucking everything, and I’m somehow lucky enough to be in her life. In her arms. In her heart.
“Love you so much,” she whispers.
“Gabby, I love you more than I knew I was capable of. I can’t wait for the rest of our lives together.”
EPILOGUE
GABBY
“How do you think the kids are doing?” Sullivan asks me for the third time since we dropped them off at Cutter and Sadie’s house earlier.
“They’re probably loaded up with sugar and running around with their cousins,” I assure him. Cutter and Sadie’s kids are only a few months older than ours. Sonya, our oldest, just turned six, while Kelly is a bright and bubbly three year old.
“You’re right. I’m just not used to having both of them gone.”
I snuggle closer to my husband on the couch, and he wraps his arms around my shoulders. Sonya has had sleepovers with family friends in the past, but this is the first overnight stay for Kelly. She loves Sadie to pieces, and I trust my best friend to take care of her. Sullivan, on the other hand, might need a distraction so we can actually enjoy our first night alone in years.
