Baby For The Mountain Man

He probed my hole with two digits and thrust them all the way inside, pinching my nipple at the same time.

“Bryce!” I arched my back and screamed, pushing my hips to meet his hand.

“You like this, huh?” He pinched my nipple again and began fingering me.

“I love it...”

My hips moved relentlessly, meeting his fingers, and I could barely breathe. The intensity of his thrusts became much stronger, especially when he added two more fingers, completely stretching me, and I was so close...

“Don’t stop, Bryce! Please don’t stop!”

My sloshing pussy grew even wetter, and I was sure I was leaving a big wet trail on the sheets, but the thought only made me more aroused...

“Bryce!”

I broke into many pieces, thrashing against him uncontrollably, each aftershock bringing me more pleasure.

The force of my orgasm left my body spent, so when Bryce moved from me to grab a condom, I could only lie down and stare at the ceiling in daze, too sated to move even a finger.

“Now, come here,” he said, having already undressed and rolled on the condom. My eyes roamed over his well-defined body, taking in each muscle and sexy line of his body. His manhood was standing upright proudly, another glorious part of him that made my mouth dry.

He grabbed my hips and pulled me until I was lying on the edge of the bed with my legs on the floor. Kneeling in between my legs, he positioned his cock at my entrance and grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him.

With a hard thrust, he filled me completely, never taking his eyes off of me as he waited for me to get used to his size.

“Ah... I grabbed his wrist and let a long moan out, drowning in the surge of ecstasy.

“Finally,” he muttered and raised my butt high in the air, starting to pound me fast. “I just love how tight you are. You feel so good, sweetheart.”

His voice had changed, becoming hoarse, just like his face that was now twisted in pure pleasure. I couldn’t look away from him, the way he was watching me keeping me under a spell, and pressure grew stronger in me.

My pussy was even more sensitive now after my orgasm, so each thrust brought something that was almost more than I could bear. Bringing my legs over his shoulders, he penetrated me even deeper, hitting my cervix, and the pleasure mixed with pain, taunting me.

“Yes! Don’t stop!”

He squeezed my breasts and drove into me, drilling me, and I felt seconds away from coming...

“Yes, just like that... I’m coming...”

“Fuck, yes.”

He pushed into me one more time before we orgasmed together, our grunts and moans filling the hot air, and my mind went blank.

I’d probably dozed off, since the next thing I knew, I was in Bryce’s arms on the way to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?”

“I’ve prepared something for you.”

He entered the dimly-lit bathroom and headed straight for the tub. The hot water caressed my skin soothingly when he lowered me down and joined me a moment later.

I snuggled up to his chest, letting my head fall against his shoulder when his arms snaked around my waist from behind. I could sense his erection on my back, and my mound contracted immediately, hungry for more.

“You have no idea how good I feel next to you, Chloe. I don’t know what you’re doing to me but whatever it is don’t stop it.”

My chuckle at his words transformed into a loud moan when his fingers wrapped around my breasts, giving them a rough squeeze. I grew restless when he moved his hand down my stomach, almost reaching my mound, and then up, coming back to my chest. He repeated this a couple of times, teasing me, and I was ready to beg him to do something—anything—to me.

“You respond so well to me.” His mouth trailed my neck languidly, moving across all the right places. “I just love your soft skin...” He lowered his hand to my navel, circling it, and reached my core. “I love your smell.” He inhaled deeply and tugged at my earlobe. “And I love your soft pussy.”