Page 19 of Mail Order Mountain Man

“I’ve been thinking about you, kitty.” His voice is low.

“What about me?” I pant.

“It’s been a while since you’ve been patient enough to let me eat. I get hungry you know.”

“Yeah?” I whine, grinding my pussy against his touch. “You want to eat me?”

He grumbles again. “Very much so. I want to eat my little kitty right up.” His finger slides beneath my soaking panties and into my slit. He’s careful, but his big, tough hand is like sandpaper against my skin.

I close my eyes and lean back, taking in the rough touch. I love it. I love him.

“Tell me what you like,” he groans and his breath warms my folds as he slides another finger inside.

My belly blocks my view, but I’m not sure I could hold my eyes open, anyway. He feels too good.

“That,” I pant. “Do that!”

He circles my clit and laps against the swollen nub with strength as he growls. Vibrations shoot through me, and I shudder against his tongue.

I reach for his hair, desperate to tug, but I can’t reach him from where I lay.

“Do you know how much I loved fucking this baby into you?” He groans out the words as he licks, and finger fucks me. He rubs at my inner walls, groaning and growling against me as I arch away from the mattress. I’m on fire, hot and burning, desperate to release.

“You’re tight, kitty. It’s time for you to give me what I want. Give me your come.” His demand for my come winds me tighter and tighter.

My heart skips and stalls, then starts again with a galloping speed. My body is tense. I’m on the edge.

“Now,” he roars into me, his beard soaking wet as he thrashes against my silky wetness.

It’s what I needed. I yell out a shattering sigh that I swear could break windows. Loud and crazed, my body convulses against his face, scratching against his beard, slapping his cheeks against my thighs.

Cole groans through it all, still lapping me up as though he’s genuinely been desperate for the taste of me.

When I’ve had all I can take, he lifts from between my legs, and settles next to me.

“I could eat you all fucking day.” His voice is raspy and honest, desperate and needy. “Read the next note.”

I sigh, and struggle to the edge of the bed, where a candle sits on the nightstand. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“It’s true. The very best thing.” He grins and kisses my forehead. His cock is as hard as it gets. “Turn it over.”

I do as he’s asked. On the bottom right hand is another note. “On your knees. Bend forward.”

It’s simple enough, and it’s an order I’m used to, except the look in his eye tells me more is coming. I know what it is, and I’m ready for it.

I nod toward him. “I want you to.”

“It could hurt. I don’t want you to be in pain.”

“It could also feel good, and I love it when things feel good.” I kiss his lips, tasting my own pleasure.

He nods and I do as he’s asked, bending forward on the mattress, ass up. He leans in and scrubs his beard against the swell of my cheeks, gripping my hips as he slowly sinks into my core.

“You’re always so ready for me,” he groans, thrusting into me with need. “Are you my good girl?”

I pant a haphazard‘yes’as my nipples scratch against the soft sheets. He’s priming me for something more. Something neither of us have done, but we’ve both been curious about.

“I’m ready,” I sigh. “I want you in my ass. Take me everywhere, Cole.” These aren’t words I ever thought I’d hear myself say, but since I’ve been pregnant, I’ve been insatiably horny. Turns out, one of the best pregnancy positions is doggy style, and one of the best spots to orgasm in, is in your ass.Thank you, internet.The A-Spot is my new exploration site. Supposedly, I can feel it vaginally as well, but it’s easier to get to with anal sex. Well, at least I hope it is. I also read this could hurt like hell.

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