Page 12 of Five Mountain Daddies

“Something likethat.”

“What do you workin?”

I grin. She clearly knows the lingo. “Metal,” I say. “Sculptures and such. It’s why James brought me in,actually.”

“I’d love to see them sometime,” shesays.

“How about rightnow?”

She grins at me. “I knew there was another reason you brought me outhere.”

I laugh loudly and stand up. “Come on,” Isay.

She grins and follows me. I take her through the woods, down another path and toward my workshop. I built the shop a few years ago on this land that we weren’t using anyway, and ever since then I’ve been keeping my sculptures here, basically populating the woods withthem.

We pass a few. She doesn’t even notice, which is their point. They’re abstract, natural shapes, meant to weather and rust and to eventually blend in with their surroundings. The ones around this path are overgrown and all but invisible, unless you know where tolook.

Finally, we come up to the shop. There are sculptures all over the place here, some half-finished, some enormous, some small, all in various states. She gawks and walks around looking at them and I followsilently.

She finally turns to me. “These areamazing.”

“Thanks,” I say, putting my hand on one of them. It’s big and geometric and nowhere near finished. I genuinely don’t know what the hell it is anymore, but I like itanyway.

She runs a hand along the tarnished steel. “It’s… strange.” She meets my gaze. “But in a good way. Like, it’s almost natural, but it’s made from a totally unnaturalmaterial.”

I smile. “Thanks. I’m glad you likeit.”

I step toward her and she meets my gaze. I can guess what she’s thinking, and she can definitely tell what Iwant.

It’s just not a question, as strange as that sounds. There’s no wondering, no curiosity, nothing holding us apart. I kiss her hard and she kisses me back as I press her up against thesculpture.

A wave of desire hits me, and I know I can’t stop myself. I kiss her deep and slow, my hands moving down along her hips as she kisses me back. I love the way she tastes and I realize suddenly that if I find her this addicting, so will the other guys, and I don’t know if I hate thatidea.

My hands slowly unbutton her jeans. I kiss her neck and she gasps as I slide them down over her ass. “What are you doing?” she asksme.

I smirk at her and kiss her neck again. “Tell me to stop,” I whisper. “And I’ll take youback.”

My hands slowly move down her panties. Her pussy is dripping wet, and I know what she’s going tosay.

“Don’t stop,” shewhispers.

I press my fingers against her clit, teasing her, kissing her full and deep. I slide them up inside her, fucking her slowly, getting her nice and soaked. Her heavy breathing and moans drive me crazy as I tease her, pushing her, making hergroan.

I drop down to my knees in front of her. This is what I really want, what I’ve been craving so badly. I pull her panties down all the way and grab her hips, pressing my mouth between herlegs.

I taste her sweet cunt, licking and sucking that pussy. She grabs my hair and moans, her breathing getting deeper. She can’t control herself as I suck and lick her faster and faster, and I love the way she gasps, love the way shegroans.

She moves her hips, pressing up against me. I can tell she’s loving this as my tongue slides inside of her. I grip her ass and squeeze, tonguing her deep and fast, not letting up. I’m unrelenting, fucking starving, and I want to get this dirty girloff.

She grinds up against my mouth, her moans getting louder and louder, losing control. I want her to let go, let it ride through her, take her to places she’s never experienced before. I tongue her top to bottom, lips working her, going faster and faster, her hands tightening in myhair.

And that’s when she comes. She groans and her whole body shakes as she comes in my mouth. I don’t let up, making her take the orgasm to new heights, her moans so loud. I’m so fucking hard, but this is all I’ve come for, all I reallywant.

Slowly I finish and stand. She’s grinning and shaking slightly as I kiss her, making her taste her own pussy on my lips. She doesn’t seem to mind, sinking into thatkiss.

Slowly I help her get dressed. “Need a minute?” I ask and shelaughs.

“Yes,please.”

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