Page 36 of Restored By the Mountain Man
Pulling back, I slap her right cheek. The sound reverberates in the quiet early evening. “Let me worship this goddess of a body.”
“And me? Do I get to worship yours?” She flips her long hair over her shoulder to look at me.
“How will I be able to refuse?” Even in this moment, it’s vulnerable sincerity. Those deep brown eyes soften, and I realize the moment I’m inside her, she’ll own a part of me.
“But I get the first turn, Sweet Cheeks.” I slap her other ass cheek. “You’ll get the next one.”
The sweetness in her eyes shifts back to that sexy cat. “Take me, Mr. Hunter.”
My fingers massage her back as I stare down at that welcoming entrance. My dick is begging for release. Grunting, I turn to leave the bed and find a condom.
“Wait,” she says. I pause. For the first time tonight, the Zoe most don’t get to see appears; nervous, unsure.
I mold my front to her back, tucking my arms under her body, resting my hands on her full breasts. Lying my head next to hers, I whisper, “What is it, baby?”
“This might be a tall ask,” she whispers back.
“Ask,” I keep my voice low, and kiss her lips.
“I want to feel you. All of you,” she says, her eyes bouncing between mine. “I haven’t…since Tom,” she says, and that’s when it hits.
Groaning, I push my forehead against hers.
“Sorry. That was stupid. You’re right. You don’t know me, and—,” I kiss her to shut up her misunderstood conclusions.
I keep my face close when I release the kiss. “I needed a moment. The thought of feeling those tight, warm inner walls wrapped bare around my cock right now almost made me come on your back.”
Her eyes are wide with wonder. “Oh,” she breathes out.
Chuckling, I grin. “Yeah. Oh.”
Then I get serious. “I wouldn’t ever put you at risk. Ever,” I say firmly. “I haven’t…since,” she doesn’t make me finish that statement.
“Shh.” She kisses me. “It would be an honor to feel you. Raw. And Ezra?”
“Hm?”
She leans over and bites my lip, saying around it, “Don’t hold back.”
I take her mouth, passionately tasting her. The message in that kiss is clear, stating what I can’t bear to say out loud in this moment.
I kiss down her shoulder and back until I’m kneeling behind that beautiful ass. Her hip in one hand, I take my dick in the other and run the wet tip through her folds. Her hips work me to a frenzy before I notch her entrance, and together, as I slowly push in, she pushes back, taking me in deeper.
We both moan, feeling each other for the first time. I hold her waist tight, breathing through the overwhelming pleasure. My body’s on fire.
“Fuck, Sweet Cheeks. You feel so damn good,” I groan.
Gasping, she fights the tie’s slack, her body turning wild as I slowly drag my cock in and out of heaven.
“Oh God,” she chokes. “Harder, Ezra. Take me.”
My body acts before my brain can. I lean forward, angling my body over hers, and snap my hips harder on the next thrust in.
“Yes,” she cries, chasing each entry of my cock.
Grunting, I bare my teeth, my balls growing tighter, my shaft swelling. Her pussy clenches, fighting my exit. Shouting out, I finally let go. I take her, as she requests. My hands at her waist take her body, using it to push her into my thrusts. We’re both far from quiet. Thank goodness we’re far out in the woods.
“Come for me, baby. I need it,” I growl, lying on her back and flexing my ass cheeks, pushing in as deep as I can go.
