6 Mountain Brothers for Christmas

“Emily…” I began, but she placed her finger over my lips.

“No more talking,” she said. “No more anger. What Tanner did was fucked up, but you were there to protect me. Sean, you were my hero back there, and now, I want to repay you.”

“Now?” I asked, surprised. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Emily said firmly. “Watching you protect me like that? God, I don’t think I’ve ever been so wet in my life.”

Her words were the first thing that quelled my anger since we left the club. I swallowed hard and put my water bottle on the counter. Emily grinned and stepped closer to me, her eyes trailing dangerously over my body. I’d never seen her like this. Usually, she was innocent and sweet but eager for pleasure. Now, there wasn’t a trace of innocence in her eyes.

She placed her hands on my chest and leaned forward, her sweet breath wafting across my face. I inhaled the smell of her, and my cock instantly grew hard. It pressed painfully against my jeans, and I groaned. My hands found her ass. With a squeeze, I pulled a moan from her lips, and the sound was music to my ears.

Emily’s eyes were still boring into mine. She was staring at me with so much desire, so much passion, that I could no longer think straight. I slid my hands down her ass, yanking up the skirt of her dress and cupping her ass in my hands. Her lacy panties felt amazing beneath my fingers, and I tugged on them playfully.

I leaned forward, ready to feel her lips against mine, but she pulled away quickly. Her eyes were full of mischief as she took a step backward and slid her panties off beneath her dress.

I watched her every movement with wide, lustful eyes. When she turned around and pressed herself against the counter, sticking her ass out and lifting her dress, I growled and flew forward. Rubbing my hands along her bare ass, I slapped it once and then leaned over to press my lips to her ear.

“I’ve never seen you like this,” I said softly.

“You like it?” she asked, her voice low.

“God yes.” I moaned and ran my hands over her ass again, sliding my fingers between her folds to feel her wetness. She was soaked, and I grunted in surprise. “Holy shit.”

“I have never been so turned on in my life,” she said, pushing her ass into me. “Take me, Sean.”

I didn’t need any more encouragement. I tore my jeans from my body and slid off my shoes. Kicking my clothes aside, I pulled down my boxers and threw them behind me. My cock was hard and ready as I took a step forward. I wrapped one hand around Emily’s waist to feel her throbbing clit.

My fingers rubbed her gently while she moaned and rocked her hips. When I slid inside of her, she jerked and shoved backward, forcing me even deeper. I growled and pushed her back down, laying her face flat against the counter.

While I rubbed her clit, I pounded her hard. She was soaking wet, and for the first time, she didn’t have to be quiet. She moaned with abandon, crying out my name over and over again. The sound of her voice sent waves of pleasure shooting through my body, and I took her harder, still rubbing her clit furiously.

“Sean!” she screamed so loud, I thought the neighbors might hear. “Oh God, Sean! Harder!”

Her legs were trembling as I took her harder and faster. Finally moving my hand from her clit, I wrapped my fingers around her hips and forced her into me. She was shaking and moaning, crying out her pleasure and driving me to my brink.

When she came, her cry was earth-shattering. She rocked into me and shook violently, moaning and gripping the counter for support.

“Fuck,” she moaned. “Holy shit. Oh God.”

I wasn’t done. In one motion, I pulled out of her and spun her around. Her legs were still shaking as I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the kitchen table. I laid her on her back and shoved her dress up again.

My eyes roamed over her body as she laid there, ready for me all over again. She reached out her hands for me, and I collapsed on top of her, my lips crashing into hers. Our kiss was hot and full of passion. I was soon out of breath, but I didn’t care. I pulled my lips from hers and yanked at the top of her dress, pulling it down just far enough for her tits to pop out. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and I growled at the sight of her perky nipples.

Taking one in my mouth, I bit it hard and reveled in the sounds coming out of her mouth. She tangled her fingers in my hair and wrapped her legs around my waist, shoving her hips upward.

“I want you,” I said against her tits. “God, I want you.”

She rocked her hips harder into me, and I reached down to grab my cock and shove it inside of her. She gasped and arched her back. I growled and took a nipple between my teeth as I pounded her pussy relentlessly.

The table moved with every thrust, and I briefly wondered if it would break under us. In that moment, we were animals, driven forward by our undeniable need. I pounded her so hard, her tits were bouncing against my mouth. I lifted my head to see her.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “You look so fucking hot.”

“Sean,” she breathed. “Sean.”

My name became a chant of pleasure on her lips. Sh

e called out to me as I thrust faster and harder. The sound of our flesh smacking together filled the room. My cock was throbbing, and I knew I was close, but I wanted to see pleasure cascade over her body one more time.