Page 9 of Enticed By the Mountain Man

He continues to sip his glass of wine while looking out at the lake, and I study his profile, taking in his appearance properly for what feels like the first time.

I’ve always found him attractive, but today there’s something that makes him look even hotter. Perhaps it’s seeing him at home in his natural environment.

And while he’s never, ever given me the impression he sees me as anything but a neutral employee, today is different.

My pussy starts to ache, and I want to throw three years of my carefully curated image out the window.

After a second’s hesitation, I put my glass down on the ground, lift my shirt over my head, drop it beside the glass, and walk into the water.

There’s no going back now.

SIX

Justin

Holy shit. Did I somehow fall asleep and not realize I was dreaming?

How do I have Carrie—my perfect, quiet, gorgeous Carrie—naked in front of me right now?

Did I somehow manifest this? How did the universe design this moment so perfectly?

I watch as she floats around in the edge of the lake, her breasts visible above the surface.

Fuck.

My cock hardens, and I’m tempted to strip off and throw her on the ground to have my way with her. But I want to take it slow. I don’t know what she’s thinking. Obviously, she wouldn’t have gotten naked in front of me if she wasn’t interested at all, but it also doesn’t mean she automatically wants to have sex.

I put my glass on the ground with hers and take off my shirt, leaving my pants on.

I wade out into the water and sink to my knees, feeling the warm water around my body.

Carrie slowly glides over to me and pauses within arm’s reach.

I extend a hand, brushing my fingers over her collarbone, and she sighs happily.

I want to ask her what’s happening right now. Is this just a one-off? Or has she felt the same way as me for three years?

She moves a little closer, and my fingers drift to her breasts, tracing circles over her nipples. I’ve never done anything remotely like this before. I’ve only ever been in here on my own or with family.

Today, the lake has never felt so sensual.

Carrie reaches out and runs her hands over my chest. My cock feels like it’s about to explode, and I wonder how I’m going to hold back the way I’d like to.

I gently pull her to the shore, where I lay her on her back on the soft grass, and perch over her. I lean forward and press my lips to hers, and she kisses me back with an intensity I could never have imagined.

I gently push my tongue into her mouth, and she presses back with her own.

Damn this woman.

I use one of my hands to massage her breast, and she moans softly.

“Is this okay?” I whisper.

“More than okay,” she whispers back.

She pulls my hand from her breast and pushes it between her legs. She doesn’t have to tell me twice, and I rub circles over her pussy, sending another signal to my cock. One more and I’m done.

Carrie reaches down to my pants and unbuttons them, releasing my cock. She wraps her fingers around it and glides up and down, causing a wave of ecstasy to flow through my body.

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