Page 12 of Mountain Reawakening

Her eyes dart between mine. “God, how are you so perfect? I didn’t say I wanted to stop. Just got in my head for a minute.”

She reaches for the waistband of my pants, making quick work of removing both them and my briefs. My cock springs up, and she licks her lips, which causes my tip to leak. She grins before wrapping her hand around my shaft and stroking it. There’s no containing my groan at the tingles building when her thumb swipes through the liquid at the top, swirling it.

I still her hand with mine. “Don’t end this before it begins sweetheart.”

She smirks, squeezing once more before releasing it.

Waving toward her half-clothed body, I ask, “May I?”

Her response is to reach behind her and unhook her bra. The material falls to the floor when she shrugs her shoulders. My cock weeps more at the sight before me.

I waste no time in latching onto a hard peak, while I scramble to divest her of her pants, leaving her in nothing but silky black panties. Her hands fist in the strands of my hair, nails scratching again. I groan against her breast, and the vibration has her gasping and rubbing those thick thighs together.

My hand slides between them to find the material covering her pussy more than a little damp. I cup over the fabric, pressing the heel into the top of her mound. Her hips rock into me. My fingers glide beneath the soaked satin, teasing her wet slit.

Her moans get louder and I abandon her nipple to cover her mouth with mine to dull the sound. While I swallow her vocal pleasure, I fist the gusset of her panties. I pull the material, splitting her folds until it’s nestled snug with her clit. Her legs tremble and she pants into my mouth as I work the fabric against her swollen flesh.

My arm bands around her waist to support her as she goes taut and I devour her wails. My balls draw tight when her nails score my skin. The bite of pain heightens the desire coursing through me.

She’s fucking magnificent, coming apart in my arms. The trust she so openly hands to me has my chest swelling

She’s everything.

God damn perfect.

When the tremors subside, I ease her onto the bed. I peel the now drenched fabric down her legs. Her eyes widen, nostrils flaring, when I bring them to my nose and inhale her intoxicating essence. Then I lean down and swipe my tongue along her puffy slit with a groan.

Her knees fall open, granting me access to paradise. I grab my wallet from my pants and quickly roll on the condom I find there.

Pulling on her ankles, I slide her until her ass is at the end of the bed then set her feet on either side of those round globes, leaving her spread open to me. With my cock in my hand, I slap her exposed clit with it.

She lets out a loud moan before scrambling for a small pillow she shoves to her mouth.

I bury myself in her snug heat. I’m so on edge, my rhythm is erratic, and it’s all I can do to not come in the first thirty seconds. Her inner walls flutter as they grip me tight.

The jiggle of her tits with each thrust has the base of my spine tingling. I reach down and pinch her clit. “Come on my cock for me sweetheart. Wanna feel you come with me.”

Her thighs clamp around me as she wails into the pillow. One more snap of my hips and I fill her so full I’m surprised the condom doesn’t break. My fingers bite into her flesh so hard I’m sure she’ll be wearing my mark tomorrow.

Just as I’ll also have a mark from her. Only the mark she’s left on me isn’t visible. It’s etched on my soul where it’ll now forever be.

Chapter Eleven

Ella

Tanner holds the door open for me and Maisie as we exit Darcie’s with our coffee and pastries. Once he steps through, Maisie grabs his hand for our walk to the park. He holds his elbow out so I can hook my hand through it.

My belly flutters at the gesture. He’s always keeping us close. The last few weeks have been amazing. If he’s not working, he’s with us. Spoiling us beyond anything I ever dreamed possible.

He’s made us dinner. Read millions of stories to Maisie and played games with her. He’s helped me do repairs around the house. And every chance he gets, he does his best to put me into an orgasm coma.

I’ve never been so happy. Neither has Maisie. How he came into our lives at the time we needed him most, I’ll never know, but I’m thanking our lucky stars he did. He has certainly helped ease the sting of rejection from her father.

He’s who called the first night Tanner came to dinner. I told him that Mike had called to say he was terminating his parental rights. His girlfriend is pregnant and apparently Maisie is baggage that is no longer welcome.

My girl was understandably confused by the news, but not as upset as she would’ve been if Tanner hadn’t been around. In the few weeks we’ve known him, he’s showered her with more love and attention than her father did in the first four years of her life.

Right now they’re discussing the obstacle course race they’re going to run at the park. That is until Tanner stops short, bringing us to a halt. His muscles go tense under my hand.