Page 54 of Mountain Men Heroes
Cool air brushed the length of his back but did nothing to calm the heat boiling inside his veins.
He trailed a single finger over the blackened swirls of vines and flower tattoo spread over her thigh, but instead of pulling away, he lingered his touch longer, feeding the need to memorize every part of her body all over again.
He reached over her head and wound the scarf around her hands and this time to the headboard.
“Ethan...”
He brushed away the question in her voice.
With a delicious pop he released her nipple to look her in the eyes. Thick emotions swirled in the sapphire depths, and he could tell she was at a loss for what she needed.
He had to show her.
“Remember what I promised? That I would tie you up until I had my fill?”
She nodded.
“Do you trust me?”
“Always.”
“Good answer. Now lay back and just feel.”
Using his right hand, he stroked the length of his cock. “Spread your legs.”
When she did, he couldn’t look away. “You have no idea how much I want you.” He pushed her knees open. “I own his.” He took his cock and dragged the crown, dripping with his pre-cum through her slit. “I own you. You’re mine and I’m yours.”
He buried his face in her pussy. Licking, biting, sucking his fill of all her sweetness.
“Ethan, God, fuck. Yes!” She screamed, her legs trembling around his head. Her heels dug into his back when he tongue fucked her tight, little hole.
She moaned and clasped her legs around him as she tried to pull on her restraints. Wood creaked but held.
Using his thumbs, he lightly stroked the lips of her bare pussy, teasing her nub without touching it. Each time he did, her back arched a little higher. He inhaled, filling his lungs with the scent of her arousal. Her juices wet his face and dripped down his chin, making him hungrier.
He moved his hands under her ass and lifted a little, making her spread her legs more for him. In this position, he had access to all of her.
Flicking his tongue over her nub, he stroked a finger through her wetness and trailed it back to her ass.
“Ethan,” she gasped, making him smile with his mouth full of her perfect cunt.
“Shh,” he cooed around her clit, still teasing her back entrance. “I told you I own everything and will claim every part of you.”
He pushed to his knees and maneuvered her to where she had her legs spread over his thighs, open and ready to receive his pulsing shaft.
On his knees, he gathered the heavy weight of his cock and stroked the length as she watched. Hunger shined back at him and he couldn’t wait.
He wrapped her legs around him and slowly, inch by achingly slow inch, he sank into her tight channel. The need to claim her, heart and soul, drove him, but this one time he needed to take it slow. They’d had sex plenty of times but this time was the one that counted more than any other.
“Yes! Just like that,” she moaned for him and he could feel her body accept his big size like a glove.
He thrust in the remainder of the way and watched as her head fell back and her lips opened with a sigh.
Her channel tightened around his cock.
With her eyes wide open and her gaze locked on his, she dug her heels into his ass as she rose, impaling herself on his shaft. He threw back his head and roared until his soul felt cleansed of all the pain. Breathing heavy, he gathered her waist in his hands and pulled out, only to drive home.
Once.