Baby For The Mountain Man

“So fucking sexy,” he muttered and thrust inside of me—right in the middle of my orgasm.

“Ah! What are—” I screamed again when the motion sent me into delirium, prolonging my orgasm, and it felt just like he’d promised. It was better than anything I’d experienced before, and my mind went completely blank.

He pushed to the hilt, and my mound gripped him like a vice, sucking it further inside of me.

“Now how does that feel, huh? Better?”

I nodded, unable to speak. He began pounding into me, each thrust bringing me an unimaginable pleasure now that my pussy was super sensitive. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed him closer to me, needing him deep inside.

“You feel too good, Chloe. If you only knew how you make me feel...”

“Just like you. I love everything you do and this... This feels incredible...” I was breathing heavily, my eyes rolling to the back of my head when he hit the sweet spot inside of me, which increased my ecstasy.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me up, sitting on his hunches, before he continued his hard rhythm. My stomach coiled, the pressure growing stronger the closer I got to my next climax.

He impaled me on him again and again, going in so deep that I thought he would split me in two. Our lips clashed against each other, our potent kiss unleashing some feelings that went beyond desire. I was lost in him, feeding on the pleasure he gave me with each powerful thrust.

He snaked his arms around my thighs and pulled me up with him, taking us to a wall. “I just can’t get enough of you.”

He pushed back into me, my juices allowing him to enter me in one slick move, and resumed banging me.

“Bryce!”

He fucked me even harder, holding my gaze as our breaths mixed together.

“Don’t stop.” I begged him, digging my nails into his shoulders. “Please don’t stop.”

“I’ll never stop,” he promised me and stole my lips again, driving into me more roughly, which led me straight to another numbing climax.

“Yes! Ah...”

I threw my head back, becoming limp in his arms as he moved even faster. I barely sensed him moving, bringing us back to the bed. He positioned me on the edge and plunged a few more times before his body turned rigid.

“Fuck. I’m

going to come.”

With a grunt, he slid out of me and positioned his cock above my navel, spurting his hot load right onto my stomach. “Chloe! Fuck.”

His deep green eyes found mine and we lapsed into silence as we tried catching our breath. He leaned onto his forearms and brought his lips on mine, hovering above me. Unlike his previous kisses, this one was tender, melting everything in me, and my heart swelled with the same feelings I’d felt just a few minutes ago.

I was starting to fall for him.

Before I could process this further, he moved away and went to bring me a cloth to wipe myself clean.

“I’m sorry for being an ass this morning,” he told me when he led me into the shower.

I embraced the hot current of water happily, leaning against his chest. “It’s okay. I’m glad you’re better now.”

He took soap and started soaping my back, his hands moving in slow, circular motions. It felt calming, and I closed my eyes.

“I finally realized some things. I’ve been focused on my work too much that I haven’t even noticed how stressful and unfulfilling my life has become.”

His hands traveled over my waist and stomach, awakening desire in me again.

“I want to see my parents and apologize. I don’t like how I left things last night, especially since we’re supposed to be spending a nice family time.”

“I think that is a good idea. I’m sure they feel sorry for arguing with you too.”