Baby For The Mountain Man

“I am so proud of you.”

“I don’t deserve that,” he admitted.

“Then spend however long you need proving that to me. As long as you promise to do it just like this.” I nipped his bottom lip and that set him off. His eyes narrowed and in a moment he flipped me onto my back and leaned his body over mine. I had forgotten how strong he was.

His hand rested in my hair as it splayed out on the bed.

“All I wanted to do was get better so I could fight again. How the hell did I forget, for even a moment, how much I wanted to fuck you?”

“No idea. You have lots of time to make up for.” I smiled, though all I could think about was what he looked like naked. I had missed this. He laid kisses down my neck, and when he reached my chest he pulled down my bra so my nipples were exposed. He bit down on the right one, sending a sensation through my body that made my panties wet. I moaned softly as he replaced his mouth with his fingers and pulled on my nipple, causing an ache between my legs. Fuck, he was good. He continued playing with my nipples, and I moaned as pleasure built up in my body. My hand reached down and I massaged the front of his pants, where his hard cock pushed against his pants.

“Take off your pants,” he instructed in a gruff voice. “I have some repaying to do.”

I slipped out of my jeans and watched as he tantalizingly removed my underwear. Dillon dropped down before me and licked my pussy slowly as if he was licking an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. It felt incredible as his tongue lapped up

my juices, sending a tingle throughout my body. He sucked my clit into his mouth, and I moaned loudly as my pussy dripped.

“Oh God...oh God...” My words failed me as a guttural groan escaped my lips.

“Tell me. Say you want it.”

I could hardly catch my breath. “I want it. Fuck, I want it.”

He was still sucking on my clit when he buried a finger inside my pussy and started pumping. It was too much, too much all at once, and I cried out softly. He curled his fingers upwards as he pumped in and out, hitting my G-spot. He flicked his tongue faster and pushed his fingers up harder as I had an orgasm so delicious that I wanted even more. I was aching all over and I didn't want it to end, not for a second.

As I was coming down from my high, I watched as Dillon removed his own pants. He turned me over on my stomach, pulled me up onto my knees, spread my legs wide, and slipped himself inside. I leaned my head back, delirious with pleasure. Dillon fit inside me perfectly, and I got a wave of pleasure every time he moved. With his hands on my hips, he began pumping me faster, harder with every thrust. He reached his left hand up and started to tug my hair back. He hit my G-spot again and again, and I trembled under the pressure. His right hand reached between my legs and started to rub my clit in time with the thrusts of his hips.

As he pumped harder I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“That feels so good,” I mumbled between breaths. That caused him to only move faster. My whole body shuddered as he started to push me over the edge. I let my body give in to the orgasm as he pushed up hard inside me and moved his fingers faster on my clit. He continued pumping his hips, breaking all reason in my mind. I was having the best sex of my life and I didn’t care if all my sisters heard my cries.

His body tensed as he spilled his seed into me and he fell on top of me, exhausted.

“You make me crazy,” he whispered against my temple.

“That makes two of us.”

He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “What does this mean for us?”

“I guess we’re together. I mean, that’s what I want.”

A smug smile played on his lips. “Well you do always seem to get what you want.”

“I’m used to it.”

He pulled out and lay down next to me on the bed, our naked bodies practically glowing in the afternoon sun. “There’s something I want, too.”

I turned on my side to look at him. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“I want to beat Georgie’s best guy. Legit, in the cage. Prove to everyone he’s just a punk in a suit.”

“That’s going to take a lot of training and rehab.”

“Yeah. But I gotta do it. Earn back my title.”

I nodded. I had guessed this was coming. “A month? Give yourself a full month of recuperation, then do it.”

“Done.”