Baby For The Mountain Man

“More than anything I’ve ever been in awhile,” I said.

“You know we’ll have to talk about why you came back. Why you just showed up on my porch,” he said.

“And that’s fine. You deserve those answers.”

“And you deserve someone who will treat your body with the care it deserves,” he said.

His knee dipped onto the bed as I stood to my knees. He shuffled towards me, his hand rising up to cup my cheek. His thumb brushed my tear away as my eyes danced between his, then his hands dropped to the hem of my shirt.

“If you get uncomfortable, all you have to do is tell me to stop. I will in a heartbeat,” Travis said.

“I know,” I said. “I know you will.”

Slowly, he lifted my shirt from my body. I was kneeling in front of a beautiful man with only half my clothes on. My hands pressed into his chest as his arms wrapped around me, undoing my bra in one swift movement. I felt my breasts hanging against my skin as the piece of fabric fell to the bed, then I watched Travis’ face dip to my chest.

He sucked one of my nipples between his lips as a groan peeled from my throat.

My hands worked his shirt off his head, my fingertips running over his chiseled muscles. I couldn’t stop taking him in. The breadth of his shoulders and the strength of his chest. I watched his back flex with every move he made as his beard tickled its way down my body. His lips were heated against my skin, causing me to roll my hips into him without my coaching.

Without my thinking about it.

Looking into his eyes, he slowly slid my pants away from my body. Soon, I was bare for him, my skin on fire with the sparks he was igniting against my body. His hands drifted up my thighs, shivering me to my core as I laid my head back down onto the pillow.

I had an idea of what he was going to do next, and I was bracing for the sensations I had read about.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. “Just fine.”

I felt his lips descend to my pussy and a shot of electricity jolted my abs. His hands slid my legs on top of his shoulders as my heels dug into his back. His tongue darted out, lapping at my pussy as my hands curled into the sheets.

It was more than I could’ve ever imagined. Involuntary moans were pouring from my lips as his tongue flicked my clit. My heels dug into the sinewy strength of his back as his arms kept me positioned right where he wanted me. His tongue pressed into me as he lapped me up, swallowing down my juices. My hips were rolling into him, bucking against his beard as fire burned through my veins.

“Travis. Oh my gosh. What… I don’t… oh shit.”

I had no control over anything. I didn’t know what I was saying, I didn’t know what I was doing, and I didn’t know how I was feeling. All I knew was that stars were bursting in my vision and my toes were curling. My back was arching off the mattress and Travis was holding onto me tighter than ever. My pussy burned, spreading a tightening ache all around my body. My jaw dropped and a groan shot out from my throat, filling the caverns of his bedroom as my pussy contracted time and time again.

Travis moaned into me, his tongue lapping thick strokes of my slit as I shook against his face.

I came down from my high, crashing to the mattress as Travis pulled awa

y from me. He kissed up my body, leaving a wet trail straggling behind with his beard. He hovered above me, my eyes glassy with pleasure as he grinned down at me.

In a fit of passion, I grabbed his hair and pulled him down to me, tasting myself on his skin as I kissed him.

His arms wrapped around me and pulled me from the bed. He sat me in his lap, his massive cock dripping against my skin. I could feel him against my stomach, pulsing with need as my hands ran through his hair. It was much longer than I remembered. It cascaded almost down to his shoulders.

“Was your hair this long before?” I asked breathlessly.

Travis chuckled into my lips before he pulled back.

“I had it up in a bun,” he said.

“My father would hate that,” I said with a giggle.

“Good, because I can’t honestly say I’m a fan of the man.”

I looked down at Travis’ cock one last time and shook my head. It really was big, and I wasn’t sure if it would fit inside of me. I felt my body trembling at the idea as my hands slid down Travis’ chest, but then I felt his finger crook underneath my chin.