Page 16 of Romanced By the Mountain Man

I push the thought away. I refuse to think of a man that can’t even send me a text while I’m here with Blade who’s made it obvious he wants me.

Quickly, I get comfortable on the bed. My juices are already dripping from my pussy and if it weren’t for the way that Blade’s looking at me, I’d find it a little embarrassing. But something tells me that he doesn’t see it that way. No, nothing that happens between me and Blade could ever be embarrassing or wrong.

He yanks off his shirt but doesn’t remove his pants. Instead, he strides to the top of the bed and reaches for my hair. He spreads it across his pillow before he gives a satisfied nod. “Perfect.”

This has to mean something, right? He said he was saving himself for someone special.

Before I can think on that, he’s positioning himself between my thighs. He spreads my pussy lips with his fingers and stares at my wetness for so long that I start to squirm. “Want to memorize this moment,” he grunts. “It’s the last look at my girl’s virgin pussy.”

Then he dips his head and runs his tongue along my seam.

I jerk at the otherworldly sensation, at how amazing it feels to have his tongue touching such an intimate part of me. But Blade just puts a hand on my stomach, applying the slightest pressure to still me. “Let me eat my dinner, woman.”

He growls and grunts as he consumes me, pushing me higher and higher. I try to call out, to warn him that I’m about to come. But he doesn’t stop.

“Come for me,” he demands, sucking my swollen nub between his lips.

His commands, the noises he’s making, the way he’s holding me with the slightest pressure, everything about this moment feels sacred and precious. Then he swirls his tongue around my clit, and I detonate right there. Wave after wave of pleasure pulls me under, and I scream his name in bliss.

When it’s over, my taut body relaxes, and he crawls up the mattress to join me. I realize belatedly that he’s fully naked now, and that’s one show I wish I hadn’t missed. He lies down on his side, facing me.

“Hi,” I whisper the word, my cheeks warm when I think about where he just was.

His answering grin is wolfish, reminding me of a predator that’s spotted prey. “No need to feel shy, sweetheart. Eating your pink little cunt is now my full-time job. I’m going to be doing it day and night.”

My pussy spasms in response. I didn’t even know it was possible to have a mini orgasm from a guy’s filthy words. “If you’ll always do that, then I’ll have no complaints.”

“Damn straight you won’t.” He reaches for my leg and hooks it over his hips. The position opens me up, and he scoots closer. His cock nudges my slick folds. We both groan at the contact. “You’re going to come for me.”

“I don’t know if I can,” I whisper the words even though I’m already on edge again. My breath comes in tiny pants, and my whole skin prickles with the awareness of an impending release.

He brings his hand down and delivers a stinging smack to my pussy. The gesture is so hot, so filthy, and possessive. It sends a flood of moisture pouring from my body as I whimper his name. If he keeps doing things like that, it won’t take much more.

He slips his massive cock inside of my wet channel, pausing when he hits my barrier. “This is your last chance to run before the beast consumes you.”

I cup his face in my hand. He’s saying the dirtiest things, but it’s not lost on me that he chose a position that’s intimate, that allows me to see his face. For a man like Blade, that’s a lot of trust and intimacy. “I want you.”

Something flickers across his face, some sadness that he normally hides away from me. It strikes me then that in some ways, Blade is like me. He’s never known what it’s like to be wanted.

With a savage grunt, he pushes through my virginity. There’s the slightest pinch of pain then it’s over. All I’m left with is a feeling of fullness and completion, like I found a piece of my heart I didn’t know was missing.

Blade stills when he’s fully seated inside of me. Sweat beads on his forehead, and his eyes have the glassy look of a man on the edge. “Fuck, I’m addicted already.”

I squeeze him tighter, wanting to give him every ounce of pleasure that I can. “Then move, dammit.”

He begins a slow rhythm, easing in and out of my body. He plays with my clit each time he pulls out, winding me tighter and tighter.

“Come for me now, my good girl,” he whispers just as he pinches the swollen nub.

My pussy flutters around him, strangling his cock as I come in a rush of ecstasy so blinding that the whole world fades. There’s only me and Blade and the incredible pleasure he’s giving me. I feel the moment his release starts. His hot come fills me, making me send up a prayer that this man can be mine forever. That one day, we can make a baby and have a family together.

11

BLADE

There’snothing like watching my girl in the mornings. She stretches and yawns like a satisfied cat. Then she gives me a sleepy grin that always makes me feel like the luckiest bastard in the world.

We spent the past two days here in my cabin. I don’t want her to go. She’s mine, and I have to find a way to convince her to stay forever. But for now, I asked her to stay until the taping. It’s not much, but it’s a start. I still have to find a way to tell her that I’m Landon Shaw.

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