Page 248 of Mountain Grump
It’s breathtaking.
Before us, the land slopes down.
And down.
All the way to the bottom of a valley. And across the valley is a mountain shooting up from the earth.
It’s so tall. And perfectly formed.
It feels like I’m standing in a postcard.
I take it in.
Amazed.
“Ethan, this is—” I turn my head toward him and find a blanket laid out in the grass.
He unclips his fancy hat from where he had it hanging off his backpack. And he holds it up to me.
I slowly reach out and take it. “What am I supposed to do with this?”
“Wear it.” Ethan lowers himself to the blanket. “While you sit on my face.”
Chapter 134
Ethan
Matilda liftsmyfancy hatand places it on her head.
I lie on my back but keep my gaze on her.
The hat is a little big on her, so she tips it back, causing the brim to frame her head like a halo against the setting sun.
Purple curls. Ranger hat. Skimpy white dress.
I reach down and adjust my dick.
Tilda sucked the life out of me just this afternoon, but knowing what I’m about to do is making me hard all over again.
Holding eye contact, Tilda reaches up under her skirt, and tortuously slowly, she pulls her panties down her legs.
I want to watch her hands, but I can’t tear my eyes away from hers.
The heat in them.
The excitement.
I hold my hands up, then gesture for her tocome here.
My Starlight bites her lip. Then she walks closer.
I drag my tongue across my lower lip.
She pauses. Then steps over me. One foot on either side of my head.
Shadows dance under her skirt. But I can see.
I can fucking see.
