Page 28 of Mountain Mens' Curvy Obsession

“Maybe I’m just the beginning,” I reply, suddenly bolder than ever.

He comes close again, guiding me over to the sofa. His tongue tastes everything in his path, every inch of skin from my neck all the way down to my breasts. He squeezes the flesh, while his lips close around each nipple, taking his sweet time licking and sucking until the delicious sting sends wildfires blowing through my core.

I whimper and melt under his touch as he sits me down and spreads my legs, continuing his oral conquest until he disappears below. Our eyes meet as his tongue slides between my slick, simmering folds, and I cave in, shuddering in an instant, devastating climax.

“Oh, Nico!” I cry out, coming and gushing like a fountain as he laps at my pussy, licking every drop of my passion. His tongue swirls around my throbbing clit, and my insides clench in a trembling release.

All I can do is stare at him, pulsating like a supernova as I brace for that massive cock of his to fill me. He presses the tip against my clit first, his eyes never leaving mine. I’m hooked on the darkness that gathers in his gaze, my arousal reaching a new peak as he strokes my swollen nub with the bulging tip of his erection.

“I’ve wanted to do this since that night,” Nico confesses, his grip on my breast tightening.

“Take me, Nico,” I beckon him, ripping a growl from his throat as he slides in.

Nico splits me in half, and it is the greatest feeling in the world. I’m stretched beyond my wildest imagination, and it hurts so good, I can already feel a second orgasm building up with lightning speed.

We’re still for a moment.

“You are so fucking tight,” Nico whispers and comes down for a kiss.

I taste myself on his lips, while he thrusts his hips forward. “And you’re so big.”

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, no. Please, don’t stop,” I moan and beg and wrap my arms around his waist, my fingers digging into his buttocks. He obliges, ripping another whimper as my pussy clenches, taking every glorious inch of this giant man. “Oh, yes.”

“I can’t control myself, not like this, not while I’m buried balls deep inside you,” Nico says, nibbling on my lower lip. “Can you handle me?”

“All of you.”

He gives me a second to adjust, his gaze locked on mine, then guides my left hand between us, placing it over my clit. “Make yourself come for me,” he says. “Come all over me.”

It’s as if a switch has just been flipped.

Without tearing my eyes off his handsome, bearded face, I let my fingers do their work, stroking my clit as a rhythm builds between us. Nico goes deeper, harder, faster, pumping into me with everything he’s got.

“Come for me,” he grunts, pounding harder and harder.

I hold on for dear life, the pressure tightening in my core.

I hold my breath, lost in the wilderness of his eyes, as I listen to the sound of skin slapping skin, as I feel his stone-hard balls wedged between my buttocks, while he fucks the life out of me. I feel the thickness piercing my softness, the power of each thrust bringing me closer to the edge.

“I’m coming,” I cry out and let go of reality once more.

The orgasm explodes through me as Nico moans in sheer ecstasy. “Oh, I feel you, Anya. I feel you.”

He stiffens deep inside me.

Then one thrust. Another. I feel him filling me with his seed, the heat coursing through my body until we melt into one another. I’m locked around him. All of me, his. All of him, mine. Sweat drips from our bodies as he collapses on top of me, groaning in delight as I try to catch my breath.

The sound of the front door opening. I freeze on the sofa, my legs still tied around his waist. His cock still pulsating inside me as I squeeze him dry.

“Fuck,” Nico whispers and tries to move, but I won’t let him.

“Whatever this is… we’re all in it. Together.”

He gives me a surprised look just as Chance and Booker walk into the living room. All I can do is look up to observe their surprised faces as they freeze in the archway, fresh out of their winter gear.

For a moment, I wonder how this will go.

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