Page 12 of Scarred Mountain Man
Those were the words that left my lips as a feeling took over my body. Sheer ecstasy. My pussy clenched, contracting and expanding over and over as my breaths came faster, my chest rising and falling. I didn’t want the feeling to leave me. I’d crave more of this as soon as it was over.
Oh, yeah. This was what sex was all about.
Gradually, I came down, my eyes staying closed. After a few seconds of that, I remembered what he was doing next to me and listened for signs he was still stroking. I heard nothing.
Curiosity finally got the better of me. I opened one eye, then the other, looking over at him. My gaze landed on his very thick, very erect cock. I sat, frozen, staring at it.
“You aren’t…” I stopped, not sure how to finish that sentence. “I thought you were doing this too.”
He shook his head and opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Then he closed it again. What was he going to say? I had to know.
“I wanted to wait for you,” he said after a long pause. “I want to come inside you.”
Those words shocked me. I seriously hadn’t planned on losing my virginity tonight. Of course, someone could say “all evidence to the contrary.” My hand was still inside my underwear, after all. But I thought about it for a second, and yes, there was nothing I wanted more.
I was ready. I wanted him to be my first time, and I wanted my first time to be right here. Out in the wilderness.
“We could go back to your place, maybe,” he said. “I’d invite you to mine, but it’s not exactly the most romantic setting, with all the clothes on the floor and dishes in the sink.”
I smiled. He was worried about what I’d think about his home. That was a sign he was feeling the same attraction I was.
I wasn’t a neat freak, but I kept my place pretty clean. He could very easily come back to it. We could climb into my bed and make this a romantic first time. I might even light some candles and play some romantic music on the speaker next to my bed.
But no. I didn’t want that. Anybody could have that type of first time. This was unique. Exciting. Adventurous. It would be the first night of the rest of our lives together. It was crazy, but true.
I was already thinking that way about him, and I wasn’t scared, like I thought I would be. I had a feeling this guy would take care of my heart. This guy would not hurt me.
“I want to do it here,” I said. “Tonight. With you.”
When I looked over at Ryder, he was frowning, and that bothered me more than anything. He didn’t agree. Maybe he didn’t want to do anything at all. Oh crap. Had I totally misjudged the situation?
“It’s not the most comfortable place in the world to, you know…”
I shook my head. “I don’t care. Take off that shirt.”
His eyebrows rose slightly. It was barely noticeable, but I saw it. I also saw a smile teasing the corners of his mouth.
“You want my shirt off, huh? Okay, it’s a deal. But first, you have to take off your bra.”
That I could do. I reached behind me, put my hands on the clasp, and froze. This would be the first time a man had seen my breasts. I should be more nervous about it. Instead, I was tingling with anticipation.
I shoved the hooks through the eyes, then shimmied the straps down my arms and set my bra on top of my shirt. When I turned back to him, he was shirtless, and his eyes went straight to my now-naked chest.
The hunger in his stare told me he liked what he saw. That gave me the confidence I needed to reach over and wrap my hand around his cock.
“Is this how I do it?” I asked as I started moving.
I was imitating what I’d seen him do last night. The problem was, I had to use my left hand, and I was right-handed. So even if I knew what I was doing, I’d be sloppy at this.
“Oh God, yes,” he said. I took that as a good sign. “Fuck, don’t stop. Wait, fuck, you have to stop.”
My movements stalled. “What’s wrong?”
“I want to come inside you. If you keep doing that, I won’t make it.”
I knew what would happen if I kept doing this. I’d personally seen it last night. But I didn’t want to stop. That was the weird part. Who knew I’d enjoy doing something like this?
“Get over here,” he said. “I’m going to make you come again.”
