Page 9 of Frigid Mountain Man
I didn’t care how long it took to tow us out, leaving me to spend hours with Olivia talking and laughing and sharing our dreams and ideas for the future. So many times, I wanted to kiss her, mid-sentence, but I waited. I focused on her and her words instead.
And in the process, I fell head over heels in love with her.
When she invited me inside, I insisted on calling it night. I wanted to head inside, rip her clothes off and have my way with her, but I wouldn’t. I wanted to do it right with her, give her allthe love and respect she deserved. So, for now, my cock would have to wait. It’s not like it hasn’t waited before.
But she enticed me with a slice of pie and a beer and soon we were cuddling on her couch, her body pressed against mine, her back to my front, with my arms wrapped around her. The heat was almost too much to bear, and I shifted in my seat more than once in hopes she didn’t notice my ever-hardening cock.
I let go of her waist and ran my hands over her shoulders, down her arms, and delighted in the shivers my touch left behind.
Brushing her hair to the side, I kissed the soft skin of her neck, and the moan sound she made caused my dick to spring to life, in full command.
“Can I kiss you, sugar?” I asked against her skin.
She nodded slowly and turned around, positioning herself in my lap. Only a thin sundress covered some of her body, a fuzzy sweater covering her shoulders. The sweater slipped down and gathered around her waist, her ample chest on full display in her tight dress.
I groaned and grabbed at her waist, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. Her tits moved up and down with her fast breath and I wanted to bury my face between them and never come up for air.
Dipping my head low, I brought my lips to hers. But before I could kiss her, she grabbed the back of my head and slammed our mouths together, passion exploding between us.
The kiss unleashed a tornado of carnal desire between us, and it grew hot and heavy quick. Hands tore at clothing as mouths found new places to kiss, taste, lick, explore. I held my breath as she slipped the spaghetti straps of her dress down her arms and lowered the thin fabric, revealing her perfect, perky tits, so creamy with taut pink nipples.
I couldn’t help but dive right in, my mouth clasping around her dark areola and sucking hard. Her hands fisted my hair and tugged on the strands as I went wild for her, wishing I could consume her whole.
“Fuck, sugar, you taste so good.” And she did. Like a sweet peach I couldn’t get enough of.
Lifting her off my lap, her dress fell to the floor in a heap, leaving her only in a thong. I bit my tongue as desire ripped me to shreds. After setting her down gently on the couch, I got to my feet and stripped off the rest of my clothes, down to only my boxers. Then I picked her up and carried her upstairs to her bedroom, my lips finding hers once more.
Keeping the room dark, with only a sliver of light from the hallway, I laid her down on the bed and climbed over her.
I dragged my mouth against her hot skin, my fingers sweeping beneath her lace thong and tearing it to shreds, the thin material mere stringy threads in my hands. Olivia gasped, her wide, almost innocent eyes stared at me with such an intensity, the air in the room was electric.
Kissing just beneath her belly button, I moved down lower and as I reached between her legs, her body went stiff.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, instantly on high alert.
Her cheeks flushed red, and she looked away, not meeting my gaze.
“It’s okay, sugar. I’d never do something you weren’t comfortable with. Nor would I ever be angry at you.” I fixed my gaze on her and said those words with my full chest, wanting her to know how much I meant them.
“It’s just…” Olivia’s soft voice trailed off and my heart ached. I wanted to wrap her in my arms and never let go. “I’ve kind of…uh…never been kissed down there before.”
“You haven’t?” I asked, failing to hide the surprise in my voice. “But I know you’ve had sex before, considering you’re a mom.”
I laughed. “Of course, I have. Just notoralsex.”
“Ah ha. So, you mean my mouth is the first one ever on this pretty pussy of yours?”
Her cheeks turned crimson red, and I fucking loved every second.
Olivia nodded and bit down on her lip, making my insides go haywire.
“Amazing.” I said with a grin. “As long as you’re okay with it, just lie back and enjoy. I’m about to rock your world, sugar.”
A smirk tugged at the corner of her sexy lips, and she lied back down.
I didn’t hesitate for another second. I dove right into the pussy that was now mine.
She’s mine. All mine.
