Page 216 of Mountain Grump
A perfect mess.
“Firecracker.” Ethan wheezes the nickname.
I try to sit up, but he just holds me in place. “Where’re you going?”
My struggle is weak. “I’m crushing you.”
Ethan chuckles. “You couldn’t crush me if you tried.”
The movement causes his dick to finally slip free.
I squeak and try to press my thighs together.
“Quit wiggling.” Ethan nuzzles his nose against my cheek.
This time,Istart to chuckle. Which only worsens the state between my legs. “Ethan, I’m making a mess.”
He lifts his hand from my thigh, and I think he’s going to help me up, but he just reaches down and pulls my panties back into place. “There.” He pats my pussy.
I jolt. “Ethan.”
“What?” He drags his nose up to my temple and inhales.
“You’re like a cat.” A shiver works its way down my spine at the feel of his scratchy beard against my cheekbone.
“A happy cat.” His fingers knead into my stomach.
“I always wanted a cat,” I sigh. Then I give up the fight and go back to my deadweight state.
A rumble vibrates through Ethan’s chest. Like a purr.
“Good Kitty.”
Ethan’s hand goes back to cupping me between my legs. “Pretty kitty.”
Letting my eyes drift closed, I grin. “I remember thinking you had a pretty penis.”
Ethan chokes, then lightly smacks my pussy.
“Ethan!” My eyes snap open.
He leaves his hand there. “That’s for calling it a penis.”
I snort. “That’s what it’s called.”
“Cock. Dick. Shaft.” He hums. “I’m sure there are others. But never penis.”
I shake my head, my hair ruffling against his shoulder.
Ethan smacks my pussy again, and it makes a wet slapping sound. My panties are completely soaked by this point.
“Ethan!”
“Andthatis for knowing how to tug on a man’s balls like that.”
I huff as I shake my head again.
He keeps his palm pressed firmly against me. “Where did you learn that?” His fingers flex against my panties. “Better yet, don’t tell me.”
