Page 17 of Brewing with the Mountain Man
“Is that the magic spot right there, Sadie?” he purrs, varying his sweet touches until I can barely take it anymore.
“Don’t stop…” I manage to whisper, my hips nearly coming off the bed as he plays me like an instrument.
“Oh, don’t worry, you’re going to come for me before I stop,” he says, with utter confidence. “I’ve been imagining all the sounds you'd make, how you'd smell…taste.” He kisses behind my ear.
My head goes back. “I-I’m going to come.”
“Yes, baby. Are my fingers driving that aching little pussy crazy?”
And then I’m coming, moaning, as his fingers work me through a blinding orgasm. My body convulses, my hands gripping his shoulders.
“Damn, you’re magnificent,” he growls in my ear as I tremble. “I need to be inside you before I lose my mind."
"Condom?" I manage.
"Fuck."He freezes. "I don't?—"
"IUD," I interrupt. "And I'm clean. You?"
"The prison medical system is surprisingly thorough about testing," he says. "I'm good."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
He smiles down at me. “You ready for more?”
I reach between us and stroke his huge cock, the head slick with precum.
He lets out a long gasp…
“Let’s do this,” I say, kissing his jaw.
Then he's positioning himself, the broad head pressing against my entrance, and we both groan.
"Look at me," he commands. "Want to watch your face when I take you."
I meet his eyes as he pushes in, slow and steady. The stretch is intense—but it's the look on his face that undoes me. Like I'm magical and he can't believe this is real.
When he's finally all the way in, we're both shaking.
"Oh hell,"I breathe. "I'm so full?—"
“You feel incredible,” he grits out, holding himself still with visible effort. "So tight, so wet, so hot." He pulls out slowly, and pushes back in. "Such a good girl, taking all of me like you were made for it."
The praise scrambles my brain and I roll my hips. "Fuck me now."
"Demanding little thing." But he complies, setting a rhythm that has me clawing at his shoulders. "That's it. Mark me up. Want souvenirs that lasts for days."
"More," I demand, locking my legs around his waist.
He grabs my ass cheeks, driving into me even deeper.“Yes…”
"Like that?" He does it again, and again, until I'm incoherent. "This what you need, baby? To be fucked properly?"
"God yes?—"
He growls, shifting and hauling my leg over his shoulder, andoh fuckhe's hitting that special spot with every thrust now. "You're mine now, Sadie. Mine to pleasure until you can't remember why you ever thought this was a bad idea."
"Yours," I agree, beyond pride at this point. "Please, I'm so close?—"
