Page 28 of Mountain Shadow

He lifted her onto his hips in a single, effortless move. Her legs curled around his back. She was thrilled by how easily he carried her across the living room and up the stairs—as if she were weightless.

He lay her down on his bed. She stayed exactly as she’d fallen, her legs splayed open.

“I haven’t been able to sleep, thinking of you just like this,” he breathed out. “Take off your panties, Sarah.”

“You take off your clothes first,” she said, emboldened by the obvious desire in his gaze.

Jens quickly shrugged out of his black T-shirt. Sarah drew a sharp breath. She’d imagined he was ripped, of course, had seen it in the strength of his forearms and biceps, in the line of his wide shoulders. But without his top on, his body was a work of art—miles and miles of muscles for her to caress, lick and kiss.

Her gaze lowered, following his hands as they reached for the button on his jeans. Her mouth dried out as he brought down his jeans and boxer shorts in one smooth move. His socks followed next until he was standing gorgeously naked in front of her.

So much male beauty. His cock stood long and thick—he was larger than any man Sarah had ever been with, but that in and of itself didn’t impress her much. In her experience, men with larger cocks weren’t usually the ones who knew how to use them best.

Please let him be one of those men who knows what to do with it.

A drop of pre-cum leaked out of the tip. Sarah leaned forward to touch it, but Jens moved out of her reach.

“Your turn.”

Sarah shimmied out of her panties in record time, then spread her legs open again, enjoying the growl that left his throat as he saw her bare pussy for the first time.

He was on the bed in a second, his large body a wall of heat as it draped over hers. She could feel in the tension in his body, how careful he was not to put his full body weight on her. But she didn’t want careful. She wanted him. Together, she knew they would be fire.

She pulled hard against him, pulling him closer to her.

He responded to her need, his large hand coming to cup her pussy. She lifted her hips encouragingly. Finally, one long index finger filled her. At the same time, his thumb brushed over her clit. It was exactly what she needed, but not enough.

“Please, just like that,” she sighed, almost incoherent with pleasure.

And we’re only getting started.

Jens added a second finger, but kept the same steady, slow rhythm, as if they had all the time in the world.

“I need more,” she said.

“Yes,” he said, his expression earnest. “Show me what you need.”

Her hand joined his, letting him know just how she liked her clit to be touched.

“I need you inside me,” she said. “I’m so ready.”

Her hand sought his cock, hoping to make it clear what she needed. He was thicker even than she’d realized.

“Condom. In my bedside drawer,” he said, while his fingers continued with the same unbearable rhythm.

Usually, she was the first to think of protection, so hearing him mention the word, and knowing she would have welcomed him inside her without it, shocked her.

She struggled to open the drawer—but what he was doing felt too good to ask him to stop.

Finally, she managed to pull out a string of condoms, thankfully neutral in flavor. There was nothing she despised more than flavored condoms.

Who would ever want a watermelon-flavored thing inside them?

“What are you smiling about?” he said.

“I found it. Now get inside me,” she all but growled.

“Come for me first, Sarah.” His clever fingers hooked inside her, stimulating her nerve endings. Moments later, she did, her inner muscles clenching against Jens’s hand. Her legs arched out from the overwhelming pleasure.