Page 241 of Mountain Grump

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With my pants open, Tilda palms my dick through my boxer briefs.

Then her other hand grips the elastic band, and she starts to tug down the only barrier between my cock and her lips.

And my pulse climbs.

Tilda’s fingers trace over my barbell before they wrap around the base of my cock. Skin on skin. And she holds it tight as she pulls my dick free.

My knuckles turn white as I grip the edge of the counter. And if Rocky walks any closer, I’m going to have to reach up and pull down the overhead door.

Warm breath ghosts over my sensitive skin, and then a tongue licks my tip.

“F—” I clear my throat. Again.

“Yeah, yeah, we’re leaving.” Rocky holds up his middle finger as he heads toward the front door.

“Bye, Ethan.” Kendra waves at me.

I lift a hand, holding it up as they leave.

Tilda’s lips close around the head of my cock.

The door closes.

And I drop my hand, my fist thudding against the counter. “Fuck.”

Tilda’s tongue swirls around me. And she hums.

I black out for a heartbeat.

Then I step back.

Ihave tostep back.

I need to see.

The movement pulls me free of Tilda’s mouth, but she chases me.

Her hand is still around my base, holding me steady. And her other hand clutches my thigh.

She shifts forward on her knees, and my jaw goes slack as she sucks my dick into her mouth.

She’s so pretty.

So perfect.

So fucking hungry for it.

Her cheeks hollow as she sucks.

The pressure in my balls builds.

I let go of the counter with one hand and reach down, gripping a handful of her hair.

Her tongue swirls again.

I tighten my hold, the backs of my fingers against her scalp. “Matilda.” Her eyes flutter, and she looks up at me. “A big blow job means I’m putting my dick all the way down your throat.”

Chapter 129

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