Stone Heart: A Single Mom & Mountain Man Romance

His tongue was heavy and thick. He pressed on my clit as his beard tickled the sides of my pussy. He tossed my legs over his shoulders as my hands threaded through his tendrils, pulling him as close as I could get him. My hips rolled, and my toes curled. Moans of ecstasy and desire fell from my lips. I groaned at him. Growled at him. Allowed the animal inside of me to unleash. I could feel my pussy dripping onto his lips as he lapped me up, swallowing me down and humming at my taste.

I could feel it, that white-hot sensation in my abdomen. My heels propped up on his strong shoulders, and he raised up, bending me in half and rendering me motionless. His hands pinned my hips, and his thumbs caressed the backs of my thighs. I felt my world spinning and colliding, shattering into pieces as electricity shot through my brain. My mouth opened and my eyes screwed shut. My toes curled into his skin as his tongue pressed deep into my pussy.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to feel it.

“Yes, Graham. Yes. I’m coming. I’m coming. I’m com—”

The sound of his tongue licking my pussy was music to my ears. I shook against him, my back arching off the bed as he held me in place. My sounds of pleasure were choked off by the sheer wonder of it all, the feeling of his beard and the warmth of his tongue and the soft command of his hands.

The way he folded my body to his every whim.

My legs fell to the bed, and his lips collided with mine. I licked my arousal off his skin, his throat swallowing my moans. He crawled up the bed like a tiger stalking its prey. His muscles twitched with every movement, pulsing for me against my skin.

His body dipped between my legs, his leaking cock poised at my entrance.

“Should we—?”

I opened my eyes and found his, half-hooded with lust but still taking the time to ask.

The entire town was so very wrong about him.

“I’ve been on the pill for a while,” I said. “But if it makes you feel more comfortable—”

He cut my sentiment off as he slid into me, his cock pressing against my fluttering walls. My mouth fell open, my legs trembling as my nails dug into his back. I panted with every inch my pussy swallowed down. The place he pressed against made my vision tunnel with pleasure. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn't speak. All I could do was look into the eyes of the man I had caved to.

A man who understood a part of me no one else did.

His hand moved underneath the small of my back, tilting my hips to him. He gave me time to adjust, time to breathe and find my balance. I clung to him, my face rising up to kiss his shoulder.

I could feel his hips twitching with a want to unleash.

I rolled up into him, and he didn’t have to be told twice. His hips reared back, and he slid slowly back into me. I moaned into his skin, my nails digging into his biceps as my head fell backward.

Then, the animal inside of him was released.

He thrust into me, his cock diving in and out of my wetness. My toes ran up the backs of his legs as we breathed one another’s air. Our foreheads were connected, and he was propped up on his forearms. I cupped his cheek with my hands, trying to feel as much of him as I could. Our kisses were lazy, and our thrusts were desperate. He was pounding against my hips as the sound of skin slapping skin filled the corners of his room.

“Graham,” I said breathlessly. “Go faster.”

He dug his knees into the mattress and slammed into my body. My tits were jumping for his viewing pleasure as his lips wrapped around my nipples. His hands roamed my curves and found the dip in my waist. His grip massaged my thighs as he slid one of my legs over his shoulders. He reared up, his muscles glistening with sweat, and he pounded into me as his fingers slid between my pussy lips.

“Holy shit. Yes. Don’t stop, Graham. Oh my gosh. Yes. Oh. Oh. Oh!”

My lips began to pucker, and my toes began to curl. My face scrunched with pleasure, and my legs began to shake. His cock was throbbing against me, his fingers moving at an agonizing pace, pressing and slowly stroking as his cock moved faster and faster.

My hips lifted off the bed as I came around his cock. My head buried into the pillow below my body as his hips slammed into me. I pulled his cock deeper as my pussy clamped down around him, milking him for all he had as he growled out his approval.

I watched his jaw tremble. I felt his body jolt. My leg slid from his body, and he collapsed into me, his body hovering over mine as he filled me to the brim. Wetness leaked from between my legs as I shivered against him, spent and sweating as his lips peppered my neck with kisses.

I urged him to fall into me, to blanket my body with his throbbing muscles as we laid there on his bed.

I couldn’t stop kissing him. I couldn't stop touching him. Though his juices were spilling from me, his cock was still rock solid. I panted for air as his hands found mine, our fingers lacing together as I smiled into his neck.

He pinned my hands above my head and rose up, a fire in his eyes and a demon in his grin.

“Ready for round two?” Graham asked.

And he thrust into me before I could answer him with a “yes.”





CHAPTER 16

GRAHAM


Her pussy was tighter than anything I’d ever experienced in my life. It cradled me in its warmth and kept holding onto me, even after we’d collapsed. Her scent was intoxicating, and her taste was magnificent. Her body kept drawing me in, even as I collapsed on top of her to recuperate.

I needed her one last time. I needed to feel her again.

I pinned her arms above her head and thrust deep into her body. Cindy’s eyes rolled back as her auburn hair spilled around the pillow. I wanted her just like this, unable to resist my body and weak to my attack. I watched the pleasure roll over her features. I watched her delicate face flush with wanton lust. I felt her juices coating my skin every time our hips met.

She was beautiful, gorgeous as she gave herself over to me.

The sound of the wetness our connection made was music to my ears, a sound I hadn’t heard in ages. Her arousal coated my balls as they slapped against her ass, and her swollen lips were calling to me. I dipped down and pulled her bottom lip between my teeth, sucking and massaging it with my tongue.

The moans that fell from her mouth shot electricity down my spine, and I rolled us over so she was on top.

Her hands fell to my chest as she ground herself down onto me. Her eyes were hazy with desire. I loved the sight of her losing herself with me as much as I was losing myself with her. My hands gripped her luscious thighs and ran up to her waist. I thrust into her, holding her body in place as her hands rushed to massage her tits.

Then, I rolled us back over, crooking her leg over my shoulder and opening her to me.

My name falling from her lips was pure heaven. Hearing her whisper how much she wanted me into my ear rattled me to my core. I had missed this. I had missed this closeness with another person. I had missed this desperate reminder of beauty and the feel of a soft woman underneath my tired muscles.

I marked her breasts and nipped at her neck. I sucked her nipples to peaks as I slammed into her. I couldn’t help myself. My toes were curling, and my knees were digging into the mattress. Sweat was dripping from my brow and a wonderful blush of red was coating Cindy’s body.

She molded to me perfectly like her body was meant to catch mine.

I felt her pussy fluttering around my cock, and I knew she was close. I could hear her breathing speeding up and the desperation in her begging. Oh, how she begged for my cock, begged me to take her harder and to do whatever I wanted with her. Her words were hot, and her touch was soft. Her legs were trembling, her body jolting against me. Her tits bounced in my face and her pussy cradled my cock, and it was too much for me to handle.

I felt my balls curling into my body as her pussy unleashed again.

But this time, she was so overcome with pleasure that my name came out in chopped syllables.

“Gra-ah-am. Oh, my—shit. Oh.”

I rested myself in the depths of her body as I collapsed on top of her. My cock pumped the last of what I had to give as her pussy throbbed around my girth. I captured her lips, kissing her softly as the two of us breathed each other’s air.

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