Page 29 of Courage of the Mountain
“Ohmygod!” I cry out as the lace scrapes against my sensitive skin. How am already I so close to coming?
Heath grunts and nips at my soaking folds, all while pressing his thumb down over my clit and rubbing the material into my swollen bundle of nerves. I wiggle and twist beneath him, needing more but not wanting this to end.
I buck my hips and shamelessly rub my pussy against his face. Heath growls, the vibrations thundering from his chest to his lips and then into my core as I begin to shake and brace myself for the inevitable.
And then he’s gone.
“Wh-what?” I gasp for air, my eyes flying open and searching for him.
“Need you naked,” he grunts. Green eyes find mine, though they are a darker color than usual. His lust almost outmatches mine. I can’t wait for whatever he has in store.
My strong, sexy as hell mountain man pulls me up into a standing position, his hands roaming over my body and tugging at my dress. Heath’s lips find mine again and again, after each piece of clothing is removed, like he can’t bear to have us apart for more than a few seconds. I’m right there with him.
We’re a fury of hands and lips and sloppy kisses as we undress each other. I tremble under his attention as he lavishes me with soft kisses. Heath grips my hips, not letting me fall backward. He breaks our kiss and trails his lips down my neck, sucking on my pulse point, my collarbone, lower, lower, until he’s licking my nipples.
I arch my back, thrusting my breasts into his face, needing more of whatever he’s willing to give me. Heath grunts in approval, sucking on one breast while kneading the other in his massive hand. I rub up against him, feeling his hot, hard erection graze my center. We both groan at the contact. Heathgrinds into me and sucks my tits, working me over and hurtling my already amped-up body towards an orgasm.
I feel his teeth and tongue everywhere, even though he’s only playing with my nipples. Each stroke and teasing bite echoes throughout my body and lands a devastating blow to my clit.
“H-Heath, it’s… I’m…”
He glides his thickness through my folds, holding me by my hips while he continues to worship my breasts. The head of his cock taps my clit just as he bites down on my nipple, and my pussy gushes for him. I hold my breath, waiting for my climax to hit, even though I don’t want this to end yet.
The next thing I know, Heath sweeps me off my feet and gently lays me down on the blanket beneath us. My climax and frustration continue to mount with no means of release.
“Heath!” I growl in irritation. “I need to come!” I know I sound whiny and desperate. That’s because I am. So, so desperate. I feel weak with the need to come. I can’t focus on anything else except the ache between my thighs and my trembling muscles.
“Patience, love,” he purrs.
Heath is on his knees in front of me, watching me squirm while fisting his massive cock. He glides his hand up and down in rough strokes. I’m mesmerized by the motion, so much so that I find the strength to sit up and grab a hold of him, mimicking what he’s doing.
“Oh, fuck, baby. You feel so good,” he groans.
I smile, finally feeling like I have the upper hand, so to speak. I lean forward and kiss the tip of his cock, grinning when it twitches.
“Christ,” he hisses.
“My turn,” I murmur in what I hope is a seductive voice. It must work, because he closes his eyes and tips his head back like he’s lost to my touch. I lick the pearl of pre-cum that leaks outof him, moaning at his salty, earthy flavor. Heath wraps my hair around his fist and draws my head back so I’m looking right at him.
“You want to suck my cock, dirty girl?” he grits out.
I nod my head as much as I can and dart my tongue out, flicking it against his throbbing dick.
Heath clenches his jaw and narrows his eyes at me like he’s considering something. Then, he nods once and pushes me back onto the blanket, crawling up next to me and settling in on his back. “You can wrap those pretty little lips around me, Lily, but I need to taste you while you do.”
“Oh. Um… how?” I know my face is flushed at my stupid question. I want to do everything with him, but I don’t want to disappoint him with my inexperience.
One look into his molten eyes, however, puts all doubts and insecurities to rest.
“Fuck. It makes me impossibly hard knowing I get to teach you every goddamn way you can feel pleasure. Now turn around and straddle my face, my filthy little angel. Ride me while you suck me off. I need to clean up your messy little cunt with my tongue.”
My slick arousal drips down my thighs, his dirty words sparking the fire that’s always burning for him deep in my core. I scramble to get into position, then hesitate as a wave of vulnerability hits me square in the chest. I feel so much more exposed like this.
Heath doesn’t let me get stuck in my head for long. He grips my hips and pulls me down, sucking on my pussy and making me cry out. He growls and digs his fingers into my flesh while eating me out in sloppy strokes.
I focus on his massive cock once more, licking and kissing down his shaft before opening my mouth and seeing how much of him I can fit inside.
“Holy shit,” he barks out, tearing his mouth away from my cunt. “That’s it, love, that’s so fucking it.”
