Page 10 of Aim High Mountain Man
It wasn’t much, just lips against lips, but hell, it was making my toes curl and making me long for more.
Was that smart?
Honestly, I didn’t know and didn’t care.
Everything flew out the window as his lips were on mine. And since he did that, I figured I could take the next step.
I slipped my tongue out, tracing his lips, asking for entrance, and moaning as his tongue flicked against mine.
Like this, with him, and right now, nothing mattered. Nothing but the simmer I felt from the moment that I saw him. I wanted to deny wanting him because it wasn't sound in my head, but I also wasn't stupid.
His other hand grabbed my waist, hauling me closer to him, and the next instant, I fell over his chest, not minding the new position. And as his hand moved down to cup my ass, I don't think he minded the new position either. He squeezed it, causing me to moan, and finally, we broke apart.
His lips trailed over my jaw, then down my neck, and I shivered from the feeling.
"Chance," I muttered, holding onto his shoulders for dear life.
"Yeah?" he answered, before he nipped at my neck.
Damn, did that feel good. Shit, it had been far too long since I had felt anything like this.
"Don't think, baby, just feel."
And he brought out the pet names. I will never be too adult-ish and say I don't enjoy it. Even a commonly used endearment to me was sweet.
"Did you call me a MILF?"
He paused so that he could pull back and look at me, and it was then that I saw the desire in his eyes.
"You’re damn right I did, and it's so fucking true. The moment that I saw you, I wanted you. Which was strange because I don't take to anyone like that. Now," he quickly flipped us over, his body hovering over mine, "let me fuck you senseless like you need to be. Like I think we both need to be."
My only response was to open my legs wide so that he could fit between them.
And let me tell you that this man before me sure didn't lack in the looks department. His muscles were well defined, which, being up here, I'm sure he would be. But it also had my mouth watering.
I ran my hands over his arms, then over his shoulders, before cupping his head to bring his lips back down to mine.
He groaned as his hands ran over my hips and under my shirt, lifting it upward. His palm ran over my nipple, causing it to tighten, and my body arched against his, seeking more.
He broke the kiss to take the shirt off, and his lips, teeth, and tongue tormented my nipple, causing me to squirm. He watched me, his eyes showing me just how much of a devil he was going to be, and heat flooded my core and soaked my panties.
I moaned, wrapping my leg around his hip, and ground my pussy against anything I could.
“Something wrong,” he teased, his free hand moving down to slip under my shorts.
“I need relief.”
“Oh, baby, don't worry, I'll give that to you plenty of times tonight.”
I couldn't help but snort at that because no one has been able to live up to that order before.
“Good luck,” I shared.
“It's a promise.”
And before I knew it, his lips were tugging on my nipple, biting it, then soothing it at the same time that he slipped a finger into my wet cunt.
I screamed, my nails digging into his arm at the sensations it was all causing me.
