I’d never wanted to connect with a woman as badly as this. Every thrust took me closer, but never close enough. I neededmore.
Everything I’d said about a gentle fuck was gone now, and I flipped us over, then shifted her onto her belly.
Her gorgeous ass was on display for me now, and I sank back into her slick wetness, watching her ass jiggle with each thrust I made.
This could get addicting.
Maybe I will move to New York City.
If she’d have me, I might just pack up my whole life for her.
Could you imagine? A mountain man in the city?
“What are you laughing about?” she asked.
“Nothing,” I growled as I looped my arms around hers. “Just imagining what life would be like if I got to do this to you every day.”
She gasped, and I knew she was thinking the same thing as me. The logistics weren’t in our favor.
She quipped back with a light-hearted joke. “I’ll take you back to the city in my luggage and keep you as a house-husband. But you have to promise to perform like this on command. I’d need daily servicing. In exchange, I’d promise to feed and water you.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I rumbled as I kicked into overdrive.
After that, she couldn’t talk straight, and I chuckled lightly the second time she came, her cries echoing through the house so loud that Frankie barked once in the other room.
“You’re going to spoil me,” she whispered breathlessly when she could talk again.
But by that point, I couldn’t respond because I was lost in a firestorm of hunger and need. I grabbed her breasts, squeezing them tightly as I rode her into oblivion.
At one point I became aware of the animalistic sounds coming out of my own throat, grunty, garbled sounds like a feral bear who’d just found a honey pot.
That’s when I came hard, releasing inside her. My thrusts turned manic, sweat slicking between us despite the chill in the evening air.
My heart trip-hammered in my chest so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack, and I collapsed down on top of her, hugging her curves close.
“You all right?” I managed to gasp out.
She laughed lightly underneath me, her cheek pressed into the pillow. “Yeah, Hudson. Shelby was right. She said the Woods brothers really know how to fuck. No one’s ever managed to make me lose it like you do. I’ve come more times tonight than I have in the last five years.”
“Well, that’s a damn shame. You deserve to come every day. If I were your man, I’d see to it that you did.”
After a few minutes, my arousal stirred again. I gently flipped her over until she was facing me.
Then I made love to her in a way I’d never done with a woman before, exploringeveryglorious inch of her body. I brought her to exquisite peak after peak while she writhed and moaned underneath me.
A pussy had never felt so good before, so perfect.
By the time we were done, I had the taste of her memorized, and she was begging me to stop, saying she couldn’t handle another round. That it was too exquisite. That I was going to ruin her for any other man ever again.
So I made her come again, her pussy bucking against my mouth as she cried out one more time.
Just one more time. Come for me one more time, Elizabeth.
Our night together was coming to an end, and something wrenched in my heart and snapped. I’d never wanted a woman as much as I wanted her.
She drew me up and kissed me, the taste of her mingling on our lips. Then she guided me inside her again, and we made love one more time.
Afterward, when we both lay there completely spent and breathless, the words slipped out of me. “I think I’m in love with you, even though that makes no sense.”
