Page 20 of Courage of the Mountain
Heath takes my hands in his, kissing one and then the other, before lifting them above my head. His hands slide down my arms slowly, burning a path as they go. He cups my breasts, then keeps moving his hands down my torso until they reach the hem of my pajama shirt. In one fluid motion, Heath slips my shirt off, the cool air hitting my bare skin and sending shivers down my spine.
My bra comes off next, and then he’s kneeling in front of me, kissing a trail down my stomach. Heath bites the waistband of my yoga pants and tugs, chuckling when I gasp. He slowly peels my pants off along with my panties, helping me step out of them one leg at a time.
I feel his hands skim up the back of my calves, my thighs, my ass, and then he pulls me forward so he can kiss my pussy. My inner muscles clench with desire, and I know he sees my juices dripping down the inside of my thighs.
“Goddamn,” he groans before leaning down and licking up my arousal. Heath dips his tongue inside my slit and then pushes me back on the bed, making me squeal.
He spreads my thighs apart and guides one leg over his shoulder, and then the other, opening me up for him. Then, Heath dives into my soaking wet cunt, making me cry out with the feeling of his hot mouth on my most private place.
Torturously slow, long waves of his tongue roll up and down inside my pussy, drawing out a lustful moan from deep inside. Just when I need more, his thumb finds my clit and rubs circles around the little ball of nerves while he continues to lick me and suck on my folds.
An index finger slides inside me with ease, then a middle finger joins as he pistons in and out of me with his muscular arm, fucking me into the bed. He rotates his fingers and pauses to look up at me, grinning with mischief. Then he curls his fingers up and finds some secret spot, rubbing his fingers against it and watching me tense and moan as he completely destroys me with his fingers.
“Yes, ohyes,” I cry out, unable to stop myself.
He growls into my pussy, making my clit vibrate with his voice. Heath slides and twists and rubs my silky walls with his fingers while his tongue does wicked things to my little bundle of nerves. He licks it, bats it around, and finally sucks it into hismouth and bites down gently, causing my orgasm to rip through me and spill all over his fingers.
I buck my hips as he sticks his tongue in my entrance, lapping up everything I’m giving him.
When I finally come back down to earth, I sink into the mattress. Heath climbs on top of me, propping himself up on one elbow while his other hand cups my face. He presses gentle kisses all over with featherlight touches of his lips. He tickles my forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally, my mouth. Heath strokes his tongue inside me slowly, deliberately, while his hand moves from my face and trails down my body, caressing me and setting me on fire.
I spread my legs and welcome more of his skin against mine. At some point, Heath rid himself of his pants and boxers. I feel his hot, hard cock rubbing against my most sensitive, private parts.
In a sudden surge of confidence, I push against Heath’s chest, urging him to sit up.
“Everything okay, beautiful?”
“I want to see you,” I breathe, my heart hammering in my chest.
Heath grins and stands up. I sit on the edge of the bed and take him in for the first time. All of him. Even though I just saw his chest moments ago, I’m still surprised at how muscled and perfect he is. And then there’s his thick, angry cock that I know is going to stretch me and break me in the most exquisite way. I stand up and place my hands on his bare chest, loving the feeling of his warm skin and how his muscles tense and flex underneath my fingers.
Heath throws his head back and hisses out a breath. “God, your touch, Lily… It undoes me.”
I smile and continue my exploration, trailing my hands over the dips and curves of his sculpted body, followed by my tongue.I can’t explain it, but I want to taste him, his sweat, his skin, his hot release on my tongue.
I start to kneel before him, but Heath grabs my arms and pulls me up into a kiss.
“The first time I come tonight is going to be in your tight little pussy, Lily, not your mouth.”
"The first time?" I ask, half-joking, half-nervous about what all that implies.
"Mmhm," he says, nuzzling my neck and kissing me there. “Would you like to hear exactly what I’m going to do to your sexy fucking body?”
“Yes,” I whimper, his intoxicating scent wrapping around me as he whispers filthy promises into my skin.
“I knew you liked dirty talk. I took notes, you know. From the romance book you recommended.”
“Ye–yeah?” I can hardly speak without sounding like a porn star with my wanton moans.
"I'm going to make you come on my cock a few times before I empty myself deep inside you.” My clit throbs, the sweet, dull, frustrating ache growing with every dirty word from his lips. “Then I'll lap up our mess and have you ride my face until you squirt all over me. When you think you can't take anymore, I'll sink inside you and make us come again and again until the only thing you remember is how my fat cock feels as it rips you apart."
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as he nips at my ear and licks my pulse point. “Please do that to me. Please, Heath.”
“Jesus,” he groans, pushing me back on the bed and climbing on top of me again.
Heath holds himself up with a forearm on either side of my head. I spread my legs again, welcoming all of him. His thick, intimidating length glides through my folds, making me moan when he hits my clit. I wrap my legs around his hips and try topull him where I need him most. All this teasing and his filthy words has me desperate to finally have him inside me.
My movement has the opposite effect that I want. Instead of entering me, Heath pulls back and kisses away my protests.
