Page 19 of Auctioned to the Mountain Man

She smiles before opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. She licks me from root to tip, and my head falls back.

She’s relentless as she takes me in, stroking her tongue along my length.

Over and over, my hips pump gently until my whole body tenses. I’m close. Too close, and I know one more pump and I’ll be coming down her throat. That’s not where I want to be.

I pull my hips back, and she looks at me with a pout.

“Lie back,” I order her.

She lies back, and I pull at the shorts she has on.

With a growl from me, she lifts her hips, and I pull her panties and shorts down her legs before tossing them across the room.

Her legs automatically fall open, and I climb onto the bed, using my shoulders to fit between her legs.

I kiss her inner thighs, and she lifts her hips.

Her hand goes to the back of my head, and I lick her from her hole to her clit.

Her moans fill the room, and I don’t stop. My hips flex into the bed as I feast on her.

Her hips gyrate, pumping into my face as I kiss, lick, and suck her. I need her to come, and I need to hear her calling my name when she does it.

I pump my finger in and out of her as I circle her clit with my tongue. She releases her hold on my head, and her fingers dig into the sheets on the bed. Her body starts to jerk, and she writhes underneath me. Her whole body is taut as the orgasm shoots through her. She’s begging me, but I don’t stop. “One more. Give me one more, Maggie.”

I increase the pressure, filling her with two fingers as her warm pussy grips on to me.

She bellows my name, thrusting up against me as another orgasm spears through her body. I keep lapping at her until she’s lying limp on the bed.

Maggie

He crawls up my body, and I can feel his hard manhood against my hip. His precum is smeared across my skin, and I smile tiredly up at him. His lips and beard are coated with my release. “Uh, you have, uh, me all over your mouth.”

His smile gets bigger, and he looks at me possessively. “I like having you all over me.”

I loop my arms around his neck and pull him down to me. His lips meet mine, and I thought I’d be grossed out by the taste of myself on him, but honestly, it brings my desire to a whole other level.

I think it does the same for him. He groans as he pulls his mouth off mine and nuzzles against my neck. “Ben.”

“Yeah, honey?”

“Are you… are we going to… you know?”

He lifts away from me far enough so he can see my face. “Fuck yeah. Honey, I don’t plan on stopping until you’re coming on my cock.”

My face heats at his crude words but not because I’m embarrassed. It’s like he knows exactly what I want.

I slide my leg from underneath him, and with a little wiggle, I have his hips encased with mine. I take a deep breath and hold it. “I’m ready.”

His thumb grazes back and forth on my cheek. “You know if you don’t want to do this…”

His voice trails off, but I know what he’s thinking. He’s wanting me to know that even though he paid for it, I don’t have to have sex with him. Not if I’m not ready. But the truth is, I’m more than ready. Since the night I met him, I knew then he was the one what I wanted to be with. Of course, I imagined more than one night or in this case, more than one weekend, but there’s no way I’m walking away now. I’d never forgive myself.

I reach down between us and wrap my hand around his hard girth. He’s big, and I swear it gets even bigger as I hold on to him firmly. “I want this, Ben. I want you to be my first.”

His hips surge, and he positions himself between my thighs. He grips on to my waist with one hand and wraps his other hand around himself. He strokes it once, and I move myself over, wanting to feel him inside me.

He strokes himself again, and I lift my hips to meet his. “Please,” I beg him.

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