Page 12 of Her Mountain Rescuer

“You have the prettiest little cunt, Hailey. So sweet and pink.” He notches the very tip of his cock inside me. “And it’s all mine, isn’t it? It’s always been mine.”

I nod, running my hands up his massive arms. “All yours, Daddy.”

He groans and eases in just the tiniest bit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit shit shit. He’s so big. He’s too big. What if I can’t take him?

“Easy, sweet girl,” he says gently, his voice soothing me. More thunder booms outside, rain pelting the windows. The fire pops and crackles, and my pulse whooshes in my ears. “I’m going to go slow. So, so slow. Just relax and let me in.”

I nod, trying to get my body to relax, breathing deeply. He comes down on top of me and kisses me, slow and sweet as he pushes forward the tiniest bit. I whine against his mouth. He’s barely gotten the tip of his massive dick inside me and I already feel full and stretched. He breaks the kiss and meets my eyes, his gaze dark with lust and something else. Something deeper and more profound.

“That’s it,” he says. “You’re doing so good.” His voice is low and thick, like he’s drunk on pleasure. “You’re being such a good girl, letting Daddy inside your tight little pussy for the first time. God, you feel so fucking perfect. Such a good girl for me.”

His praise makes me feel like I’m melting from the inside, and I feel myself relax a little more, despite the intense stretch. He kisses me again, and I can feel his restraint in the tension of his muscles. He’s desperate to get all the way inside me, and yet I know if I told him to stop right now, he would, no matter how hard it was for him.

He inches in a little more, and I feel like I’m being split in two. “Look at me, Hailey,” Beau says softly. I didn’t realize I’d scrunched my eyes shut, and I peel them open. When I meet his gaze, I instantly feel more settled. “Good girl. You’re doing so good. Just relax. There’s no rush. We’ve got all the time in the world. You tell me when you’re ready for more, okay? I won’t go deeper until you ask me to.”

I nod and then he starts kissing me again, moving just the head of his cock in and out of my stretched hole. It feels a little better with every stroke as I get wetter and wetter, as his tongue slides against mine, as my pussy flutters around him. I cling to his shoulders, letting him work me open with his huge cock.

“Such a sweet, good girl, taking Daddy’s cock like this. Gonna make you feel so fucking good, Hailey.” His words make me wetter and he slides a little deeper because of it, making both of us moan. He kisses my forehead, my cheeks, the tip of my nose,my lips. “So goddamn beautiful. You’re an angel, Hailey. My angel.”

I move my hips beneath him, taking another inch. “More,” I whisper. “I think I’m ready for more.”

He pulls almost all the way out and then slowly pushes back in. “Holy hell,” he breathes. “You feel so fucking good. So tight and wet. Your little cunt is my own personal heaven. Can’t believe I’m inside you after wanting you for so long. Can’t believe how well you’re taking me in your pretty little pussy.” He kisses me again, staying where he is, letting me stretch around him. It burns and it’s tight, but it’s also starting to feel really good. The stretch is intense, but I want more. I want all of him.

“I’m so glad I waited for you,” I say, my arms wrapped around his massive shoulders. “I don’t ever want to do this with anyone else.”

He kisses me and gives me a little more of his cock. “I’m glad you waited, too. I’m glad I’m the only man on the planet who knows how fucking incredible your pussy feels.” He pulls out. “You ready for all of me?”

I nod. “Please.”

“Deep breath, sweet girl. Gonna push all the way inside you.” He pushes back in, slow and steady, the stretch of him inside hot and relentless. It’s all so much more intense than I expected or imagined. It burns, but the sting only makes me want more. It only makes me wetter because it’s Beau’s cock making me feel like this. Beau’s cock stretching me and claiming me. Beau’s cock taking my virginity.

His hips come flush against mine and I realize he’s all the way inside me. He’s so deep that I can feel him everywhere—in my stomach, in my chest—like he’s fully invaded me, filling me up so deeply that I know I’ll never be the same. He lets out a shaky breath, kissing along my jaw. “Mine,” he says, shuddering. “God, you’re all fucking mine.”

I can feel him pulsing inside me, can feel my pussy stretching around him as a heat unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before burns through me. Tears streak down my cheeks, not from pain, from the sheer, overwhelming intensity of the moment.

Beau cups my face, bracing his weight on his elbows, which does glorious things to his chest and biceps. “Hailey,” he breathes. “Are you okay? You want me to stop?” he asks with so much tenderness that it makes more tears spring to my eyes and slip down my temples.

“No,” I say softly, shaking my head. “I’m okay. I’m not crying because it hurts. I’m crying because I’ve wanted this for so long.”

He brushes my tears away, kissing the tracks they left behind. “I love you, Hailey,” he says, his voice raw. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time now. I’m right there with you, sweet girl.”

My heart is beating so hard that it’s making my entire body shake, and I wrap myself around Beau, clinging to him through the onslaught of emotion making it hard to breathe.

“I love you, too,” I whisper. More tears fall, and I shake my head. “I never thought…”

He kisses me, soft and slow. “I know. I know. I didn’t either.” He studies my face, his cock still buried deep inside me. “Tell me what you need right now.”

I suck in a shuddering breath. “I need you to move. Make me yours.”

Beau starts to move, his hips pulling back and then pressing forward, setting a slow, deep rhythm that makes me gasp and moan and shake. The earlier pain is gone, leaving nothing but hot, burning pleasure as I stretch around him. The friction is both sweet and intense, and I want to do nothing but this for the rest of my life. I can feel every inch of him as he thrusts in and out of my wet pussy, the sound of our bodies coming togetherfilling the small cabin and mingling with the crackling fire and the storm outside. It feels like we’re the only two people in the world.

“That’s it, sweet girl,” he groans. “You’re taking Daddy’s cock so well. So fucking well. You were made for me. Just for me.”

I don’t have any words. I can’t speak. I can’t think. I can’t do anything but feel as he fills me up, over and over again, molding me to his cock. His hands are in my hair, his weight still braced on his elbows as he starts to move a little faster, thrust a little harder. I can sense his immaculate control starting to waver, and I can’t wait to see him come undone.

He changes the angle of his hips slightly so that the thick base of his cock rubs against my throbbing clit with every thrust, and I swear I see stars. Every stroke pushes me closer and closer to another orgasm.

“Fuck, I just felt you get wetter as you tightened around me. You’re getting close, aren’t you?”

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