Page 29 of Naughty With The Mountain Man
I’m in a daze. I can’t stop staring at perfection. And then it’s as if my brain finally catches up with the rest of me, and I move like lightning, kissing her. I start low, at her ankle, as I graze my mouth up her silky skin.
“Everything about you is perfect,” I tell her, peppering kisses up the inside of her leg.
Her hands fly into my hair, and I nearly growl at the contact. “I have an admission and it may make you no longer want me.”
I pull back slightly, knowing there’s nothing this woman could say that would ever make me not want her. “You can tell me anything.”
She sucks in a deep breath, and gazes up toward the ceiling. “I’ve never actually done anything like this before.”
It takes me a second to understand her words fully. “What do you mean? Slept with someone so soon after meeting them? Or?” I let my implication linger in the air between us.
She nods. “Never done this before… ever.”
A virgin. I don’t know what to do with this information, but my body reacts to it like a caged animal. I’m actually excited to be the first man to lay his hands on her. It has my cock ready to slam deep inside her, but I need to remind myself that this is not the way to handle her.
I move up her body, settling my large frame between her legs. I can feel her hot heat pressed up against me, and it takes all my willpower not to fuck her into the mattress. I’m not a complete animal. I smooth a hand over her hair and gaze into her eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
She nods, a slow smile spreading across her lips. It nearly takes my breath away. “I want you, Micah.” She sounds so sure and confident.
My fucking cock’s harder than steel. “I want you too, sweetheart, but I don’t want to hurt you. I won’t be able to slow down once I start. Your sweet little pussy is going to be just that good.”
She laughs lightly. “You don’t even know that. What if I’m horrible?”
“Not possible. You’ll be the best fuck I’ve ever had.” I push the tip of my cock against her and she moans.
“I don’t want you to treat me like I might break. I’m stronger than you think and I can handle it like a big girl.”
Hearing her call herself a big girl does something deep inside me. Turns me completely feral. “A big girl, huh? You think so?” I yank her one leg and wrap it around my waist, my hand squeezing her ass as I do. “You think you can handle this?” I push the engorged head of my cock inside her. Just an inch. So she can get used to the size of it. The feel of it.
“Ahh,” she moans, pushing back slightly.
I shake my head. “No way, Ellie. I thought you could handle this cock?”
“It’s just too big,” she whines.
I spread her legs wider, pushing in a bit more. “Handle me, baby. You got this,” I encourage her. “You’re such a good girl.”
She chews on her lower lip. “I like being your good girl,” she confesses.
“Yeah? You want to be Daddy’s good girl?”
There’s a glimmer in her eyes when I call myself daddy. She loves it, I can tell.
“You like it when I call you Daddy’s girl, huh?”
She thrusts her hips a tiny inch forward. “Yeah, I do, Daddy,” she whispers, trying the name on for size.
“Fuck, baby. I’m so fucking hard for you. See what you do to Daddy’s dick?” I push another inch inside her.
It fills her pussy, and she wraps her other leg around my waist. “It’s so thick,” she moans out.
I trail kisses down her neck, even further as I reach her breasts. I suck a hardened nipple into my mouth as I pull all the way out of her and then push in again.
Her hands grab and pull at my hair as I keep inching myself inside her. Her body’s accepting as I pump a little harder. I remember her words about not breaking and I keep pushing, wanting to fill her up completely.
The thought turns me on more as I push another inch inside her. “Handle Daddy’s cock, little girl.”
She grips me tighter—everywhere. “Ah, Daddy. You’re so big.”
