“My God, woman,” Ayden groaned. “I can confidently say I’ll never grow tired of kissing you. Holy fuck.”
I grinned to myself, feeling so proud. My cheeks grew hot as did the rest of my body.He likes kissing me, ah!
It probably wasn’t a good idea to get involved with a mountain man, especially when I was due back in the city today, supposedly returning to work tomorrow. and getting back to my life.
Not living some fantasy up in the woods with a guy who seemed way too good to be true.
But fuck if I didn’t want it.
I liked him. A lot. Like insane amounts. Especially since barely knowing him.
Yet, he looked at me as if I was his light in the darkness, very much in the same way he found me, lost in the dark. Complete opposites yet needing the other to survive.
And how could I ignore that?
“Kiss me, again.” I demanded, needing him on me again, a way to shut up the thoughts and reward myself with what I really wanted-him.
Ayden didn’t waver one bit. He grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me hard. I scrambled to my feet, meeting him kiss for kiss, pouring as much intensity back into it as he was. His hands moved down over my shoulders, along my sides, and grasping my waist, squeezing into the soft flesh with his strong fingers. He then moved further down, over my ass, fondling the cheeks, before lifting me into the air. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist, never breaking our kiss as we devoured one another like hungry animals.
He tasted so good, like everything I dreamed my future husband would be, and I wanted him so badly, I was ready to explode into a thousand pieces. His hard cock dug into my ass and I groaned, desperate for the large cock to be inside me, stretching me and making me sore.
Ayden carried me upstairs, not stopping until we reached his bedroom. He set me down gently on the ground and kissed me again, a mind dizzying kiss with his tongue plunging inside and exploring. Fuck, this man could kiss. So well I was ready to orgasm. He must eat pussy like a champ…
My own thoughts turned me on even more and soon clothes were flying in every direction, both his and mine, leaving us naked, mouths and hands moving quickly as we explored.
I dropped to my knees, desperate to taste him, his large thick dripping cock on full display for me. I licked my lips and looked up at him as his head fell back with a loud groan.
“Fuck, Raci.”
“I can’t wait to taste you.” I said as I brought my lips closer to his dick. Closer, closer, slowly closing each inch, until my lips grazed the head of his dick and he jumped. I smiled as I stuck my tongue out and licked around the head, swirling his pre-cum and my saliva around.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Ayden gritted out as he gathered my hair in his hands and jutted his hips forward, feeding me more of his delicious cock. I wrapped my whole mouth around it and sucked hard, pulling him in deep, as my mouth and tongue slid down his shaft and back up.
With one hand fisting his cock and the other playing with his balls, I alternated between sliding my tongue down and up, and swirling it around the head, tasting him, and sucking on it like a lollipop.
Ayden called out my name between moans, and I continued sucking and licking until he roared loudly, the sound filling the room. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, lifted me into the air, and tossed me down on the bed.
Then he took his time, slowly covering my naked body with deliberate kisses, not stopping until he was between my thighs. He placed a gentle kiss on my pussy before spreading me wide with his fingers and diving in. He French kissed my clit, licking up and down my seam, as his tongue moved everywhere. Fuck it felt so good.
I squirmed on the bed as he ate me out like I was his first meal in weeks. Just like his amazing kisses, he ate me outlike a man in charge, demanding, pushing, tasting, taking, and enjoying what was his.
“Come baby. Come all over my face.”
My orgasm built quickly, as it was almost ready to go just from our making out, and as soon as he bit down gently on my clit, I was a goner. A complete fucking goner. My orgasm ripped me in half and tore through me like a tidal wave, my legs shaking as I came again and again. But Ayden didn’t stop. He sucked my pussy harder, coaxing out more orgasms, until I was nothing but a limp noodle on the bed.
And then he climbed on top of me and found my entrance, pushing his cock inside without falter.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good, baby.” Ayden cried out as he pounded into me.
With a second wind, I declared, “I want to get on top. It’s my favorite position.”
His face lit up like a Christmas tree, and he pulled out of me, flipping onto his back. He positioned himself up higher onto the bed, near the headboard, while I watched.
Ayden’s naked body laid back against his pillows, his large hand fisting his cock as he stroked it up and down, up and down, the muscles in his bicep and forearm flexing.
I swallowed hard as I crawled over him, planting a soft kiss on his lips as he used his free hand to rub my ass before slapping it gently. I leaned back and grabbed my breasts, fondling them and playing with my nipples as he watched, his hand still stroking his cock fast.
“Sit on it, baby.”
