Page 38 of Spurred On

Pulling up to the cabin, I feel like I can finally breathe. Life on the road isn’t what it used to be. I miss these mountains—the serenity of it. Knowing what’s waiting inside for me, I don’t bother grabbing my stuff because I’ve got a girl in there I’m dying to see.

Swinging the door open, the smell of freshly baked cookies hits my nose, and I find myself hustling to get the door closed behind me—sweet mother of all things holy. There’s my girl sitting on the counter in a black lace bra, eating a cookie and staring right at me. Fuck, I never want to leave this house again.

Cocking my head to the side I ask, “Is this part of my prize?”

“Depends, which one do you want first?” she asks.

“I think I can enjoy both at the same time.” I don’t even bother stripping out of my boots and make my way to her. My long strides eat the distance in a few short steps.

Walking up, my hands glide across her bare thighs, my eyes staying glued on her skin. I look down to where her legs are crossed. “Can you open your pretty legs up for me, sweetheart?” She uncrosses her legs as my fingers grip her warm skin and I take a step closer, now eye to eye with the most beautiful girl in the world. “Can I have a taste?” She offers me the cookie, but I shake my head. I want her lips.

She leans in and kisses me, and the sweetness from the cookie comes across. “Told you I could get both,” I say between kisses, not wantingto break the contact. Everything in me feels settled when we’re touching.

My hands wrap around her backside as I deepen the kiss. Fuck, I missed this. My hands rub against her bare skin and it breaks out in goosebumps against my touch. “Now this is a prize worth rushing home for.”

“Glad I could provide some motivation.” She smirks at me, and I love this bold side of her that comes out.

Leaning in, I kiss her neck with small little pecks. Her hands thread through the length of my hair as she pulls me closer. Kissing down her body, I make my way to her perfect tits, reveling in the sound of her whimpers and the feel of her hands pulling me closer. “God, your body is a fucking masterpiece, baby.”

She tilts her head back, and my eyes catch the way she looks completely undone for me. It has me wanting to claim every inch of her body as mine. I hook my thumb into the lace of her bra and pull it down until her breasts spill out. The moan that comes out of her when my mouth sucks in her pretty pert nipple makes my cock strain against my jeans.

Moving my hand off her thigh, I slip it between us and let out a groan at what I feel. It seems I’m not the only one who missed this because her body is coming alive for me tonight.

Pushing her panties to the side, I turn my hand over and run my finger down from her clit until I am sinking it inside her. “This must be what heaven feels like. You are so fucking wet for me.” Leaning in with my fingers still buried inside her, I ask, “Did you miss my cock as much as it missed you?” If her loud, boisterous moan doesn’t answer the question, the way her pussy clenches around my fingers does. Her mouth parts open as I work my fingers in and out of her. Mygaze moves down, watching my fingers disappear and stretch out her perfect little cunt. When my thumb starts circling her clit, her hands fly to my shoulders and grip them.

“Fuck, Mav, I need more.”

Kissing her neck once more, I murmur, “Okay, sweetheart” against the crease in her neck. Whatever she wants, she gets. I spread her legs wide and drop down to my knees, ready to worship her body the way it deserves. Pushing her panties all the way to the side, I get to see just how wet she is for me. “Look at this perfect little pussy. It’s fucking dripping for me, baby.” My cock feels like it’s seconds away from bursting through my jeans, bordering on uncomfortable, wanting so badly to sink home into her. Unable to hold back any longer, I lean in and devour the taste of her.

“Holy shit, Mav. Yes.” Whimpers start to fall out of her mouth as I suck on her clit, sliding a finger in to fill her up. I could spend forever watching her fall apart for me.

Her pussy squeezes around my finger as a loud moan rips through her mouth, and it’s a sound I will never get tired of. Looking over her body, I can’t ignore the fact that she looks so good when she comes undone. She opens her pretty blue eyes and stares at me with such a fire, I think I feel myself taking flame. “I’m not done with you yet,” I say as I slide my hands under her thighs, bringing her closer to the counters edge.

Sealing my mouth on hers, I roam my hands against her bare body, desperate not to break the contact. Fuck, I missed her when I was gone. And not just this part. All of it. Our late-night talks and waking up with her nestled into my chest. This is all good and great but having someone you can count on is worth somuch more.

I should be a gentleman and take her to bed and ravish her the way I want to, but I can’t fucking wait. I am a man completely undone for her.

“Baby, can you look at me?” My hand goes up to cup the side of her face, and her eyes lock on mine. “I want this pussy bare. While you’re my wife, I want nothing between us. I want to feel your soaking wet little cunt swallow my dick. Is that okay?” I’d never do it without her permission, but having anything between us while I fuck her feels like a crime.

“Yes, please. I want you bare, too.”

“Can I get you to beg for this cock, baby?” I rasp, wanting to tease her the way I have been these last few minutes, I unzip my jeans and let my cock free of its zipper prison.

“Maverick, I need you to fuck me. Now.” The command in her tone has my cock twitching. I push her back so that she lays flat on the counter, legs spread wide around my hips. Slowly, I drag the head of my cock through her wetness. Her hips buck up to meet the friction.

“That’s not quite begging, but I’m so fucking desperate for you, I’ll let it slide.” In more than one way, I am desperate for this woman. For her body, soul and heart. I am feeling forever famished. None of it ever feels like enough.

I keep my eyes down, notching the tip of my cock into her pussy. My eyes roll back when her pussy flutters against the head. “Has anyone ever told you that you have the most fuckable pussy?” A dangerous question because the thought of any other man touching what’s mine, seeing her like this, it makes me rage.

“I don’t think anyone has been this obsessed with me. It’s good for my ego.” She flashes a sultry smile, her eyes hooded with lust.

My smile beams down at her and the perfect response. “Good, ‘cause I am about to show you just how fucking obsessed with you I can be.”

My cock thrusts in, not willing to take any more delay. She’s right, I am completely fucking desperate. My thrusts are anything but gentle. I watch her mouth pop open as she gasps. Her fingers search the cold countertop, looking for something to grip onto. My hands stay glued on her perfectly filled-out hips, using my grip to push her down harder on me.

The angle has me perfectly hitting her G-spot, and with the way her pussy is squeezing my cock as it glides through, I can tell she’s close.

“Can you come for me? Squeeze that pretty little pussy around my cock?”

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