Page 13 of Wrapped Up with the Mountain Man
"Tannon," she gasps, her back arching as I work her nipple with my tongue. "Please."
"Please what, sweetheart? Tell me what you need."
"I need you. All of you. I want to feel you everywhere."
Her words send heat straight to my cock, already hard and aching. But I force myself to go slow, to worship every inch of her beautiful body. I kiss my way down her stomach, my hands sliding her panties down her legs.
The sight of her naked beneath me, flushed and wanting, steals my breath. "God, Dove, you're perfect."
I settle between her thighs, and the scent of her arousal makes my mouth water. When I press my lips to her center, she cries out, her hips bucking.
"Shh," I whisper against her wet heat. "The kids are sleeping. You need to be quiet while I make you come with my tongue."
The words make her whimper, her thighs trembling around my head. I work her slowly, thoroughly, using my tongue to explore every fold. When I find her clit, she nearly comes off the bed, her hand flying to her mouth.
"That's it, baby," I encourage, sliding one finger inside her tight heat. "Feel how wet you are for me? How ready?"
She's so tight around my finger, so responsive. I add another, stretching her carefully, and she rocks against my hand, chasing the pleasure.
"I'm close," she pants, voice muffled by her hand. "Tannon, I'm so close."
"Come for me," I command, curling my fingers to hit that spot deep inside while I suck her clit. "Come on my tongue, Dove."
She shatters with a muffled cry, her inner walls clenching around my fingers as waves of pleasure wash over her. I work her through it, gentle now, until she's boneless and gasping.
"Holy shit," she whispers, eyes wide and dazed. "That was... I've never..."
"Never what?"
"Never felt anything like that. I mean, I've... by myself, but never with someone else. Never like that."
The admission makes something primal roar to life in my chest. She's mine. I'm the first to make her feel like this.
"We're just getting started, sweetheart," I promise, reaching for my belt. "I'm going to make you feel so good, you'll forget your own name."
I strip off my jeans and boxers, and her sharp intake of breath when she sees my cock is gratifying.
"You're... wow. Will it fit?"
I can’t help but be proud. I know I’m a big guy, but seeing her expression makes it so much better. "It'll fit. I'll make sure you're ready for me."
I guide myself to her entrance, coating my length with her wetness, both of us groaning at the contact. She's so warm, so slick.
"Look at me," I command softly, waiting until her eyes meet mine. "I want to watch your face when I make you mine."
I push forward slowly, feeling her stretch around me. She's so tight it's almost painful, but the feel of her taking me inch by inch is the most erotic thing I've ever experienced.
"Breathe, baby," I murmur, pausing to let her adjust. "You're doing so good. Taking my cock so perfectly."
"It's so big," she gasps, nails digging into my shoulders. "So deep."
"And it's all yours. Every inch of me belongs to you, Dove."
We stay like that for a moment, both overwhelmed by being completely joined. Then she rolls her hips experimentally, wanting more.
"Fuck," I groan, my control hanging by a thread. "Do that again."
She does, and this time I meet her movement with a slow, deep thrust. We find our rhythm quickly, our bodies moving together like we've been lovers for years.
