Page 9 of Sin in the Mountains

Unbuttoning the top of my pants, I lower my zipper, and she reaches for me. Scarlett tugs my pants and underwear to the floor and frees my hard cock. She wraps her fist around me and pumps twice. I close my eyes. Her soft, warm hand grips me, and she uses her thumb to spread the dripping precum over the tip as I jerk forward involuntarily.

I place my forehead against hers, looking down between us as I watch her jerk me off. The precum beading at the tip of my dick begs for her, much like my pathetic love-sick soul.

Scarlett pulls back slightly, lifting one long leg up around my waist, as she notches me at her entrance. Her warm, wet pussy taunts me, but I'm not ready yet. I kiss her neck, reaching behind her to unzip the back of her dress. Her perfect breasts fall free as I pull the front of her dress down, and I've gone to heaven.

I lean forward, sucking first one nipple, then the next into my mouth, torn between worshiping the incredible tits displayed before me, or claiming her as mine like I've dreamed for over ten years.

Scarlett makes the decision for me, as she whispers one word into my ear. "Levi."

I plunge into her in one long thrust, and we both groan from the sensation. We stay still, panting as she gets used to me. I pull out slightly, desperate to claim her, but I want to make sure she's ready for me.

"Oh, god. Yes." Scarlett finds her voice first, as I thrust back in again. Her tight walls clench around me, throbbing, begging me to come home. I lift her leg higher, trying to get as deep as I can as I fuck the love of my life against the wall. Our bodies writhe against one another, our hips meeting again and again as we desperately seek our pleasure. Scarlett rolls her hips against me, trying to get more friction at the awkward angle.

"Darling, this is going to work a lot better if you let me take over." Scarlett squeals as I wrap both her legs around my waist and bounce her higher against the wall. She grips my shoulders as I snap my hips forward. Holding her up with both hands, I dig my fingers into her round ass, plunging in and out of her with ease. When she realizes I'm not going to drop her, not even close, she relaxes, locking her hands behind my neck as she holds on for the ride.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she chants, her voice hoarse. "Oh, god, Levi." My name on her lips makes me feral, and I thrust into her at a punishing speed as she bounces against me with labored breaths.

"Why do you hate me?" Scarlett grits out before moaning with pleasure. Her head lolls against the wall, her large tits shaking with each thrust.

"Hate you?" My words come out labored. "Everything I said in my letter is still true, Scarlett."

"What let—?" I shift, and Scarlett whimpers, mumbling incoherently as I hit the perfect spot at a new angle.

"Is that where you like it, baby? When you come, I want you to be as loud as you want." Her deep sighs of pleasure bring me to the edge quickly. My balls tighten, and I'm close, but I need her to come with me.

"My hands are busy, Red. I need you to rub your clit for me. Show me how you like it." I plead with her, frantically trying to hold off my orgasm until she's close.

Her fingers fly to her sensitive bundle of nerves, rubbing tight circles, and she moans long and low. I circle my hips and snap forward to get the angle she likes, and her whole body tenses. Then she comes undone, her pussy clenching around me like a vice as she moans loudly.

I can't hold back any longer. I thrust once, twice, and then, when I imagine my cum, messy and hot spread across her full tits, I explode. I bottom out inside her and circle my hips as much as possible as her tremors continue around me. I'm intent on drawing out her pleasure for as long as possible, until eventually, she stills. Panting, I hold her against the wall and bury my face between her breasts with soft kisses.

"Oh, god. Thank you," I whisper, and Scarlett lets out a throaty chuckle.

"No, thank you." She kisses the top of my head, and I gently lower her to the ground, letting her get the feeling in her legs before I step back.

My brain is scrambled, and I can't put my thoughts into words.

I'm in love with you.

You're mine now.

I hope you're not on birth control.

"Fuck. This was not supposed to happen," I blurt out, shaking my head as I pull back from the woman I love.Our first time should have been in my bed.

I look up at Scarlett and try to communicate my emotions without words, but all my hopes are dashed within a split second as her green eyes fill with tears. I realize too late what I said. Or what shethinksI said.

"Scarlett. No, I-I don't regr—" I begin, but she cuts me off.

"No, you're right. This was a mistake." Her voice wobbles, and she wipes away a tear. "I have to go," she says sharply, straightening her dress as she darts out the door.

Her zipper is still fully down in the back, and I reach for her. "Scarlett," I call after her, trying to catch her quickly, but my pants are wrapped around my legs, and when I turn, my underwear locks my feet together. I plunge headfirst to the floor. By the time I disentangle myself and stand up, the hallway is empty, and I have to quickly duck back into the closet when I hear voices coming my way.

Shit. I dress as fast as I can, but then a ping comes through on my phone, and I remember I have to meet the guys at McGurdy's. I told them I was buying the first round.

For a split second, I thought we both wanted more.

Does she really think this was a mistake?

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