Page 51 of Love on the Mountain

“Huxley, please,please, I need you inside me.”

I chuckle. “Patience, baby girl.”

I lean down and suck on her nipple, first one and then the other, all while continuing to stroke her throbbing pussy with my dick.

When she tenses, I back off.

“No!” she yells in frustration. “I’m so close!”

Without warning, I slam into her, burying myself to the hilt.

She fucking comes as soon as I’m inside her.

“Ah! Fuck! Huxley…”

Her hips buck, pushing me impossibly deeper into her sweet cunt. The velvet walls of her pussy squeeze and pulse against me, and it’s fucking amazing.

“God, Jordan, I love your pussy. So perfect.”

I can’t wait any longer. She’s riding out the last of her orgasm, but I have to move, or I may literally die. I pull out and push back in, again and again, rubbing her over-sensitized clit with each thrust.

“Ah, ah, ah, oh fuck!”

She makes these hot little sounds every time I hit her clit. Her ankles cross behind my back, and she digs her heels into me, urging me deeper. Her nails dig into my biceps as she throws her head back against the wall.

“Careful, love, you’re going to hurt yourself,” I chuckle.

She parts her lips to say something, but I slam my mouth on hers, swallowing her reply.

I speed up, fucking her hard and fast against the wall, sweat dripping off my forehead onto her chest. I stare as one drop of sweat makes its way between the valley of her gorgeous tits. Dipping my head, I lick it up before sucking on her breasts and flicking her nipple with my tongue.

“Yes! God, Huxley…”

“I’m coming, baby girl, come with me. I want to feel you gush all over me.”

Her muscles tense, and she pulls me closer by digging her heels into my back. She bites into the skin on my shoulder, and I roar with pain and pleasure.

Jordan’s body bucks against me, and her pussy clamps down on my cock, releasing the first wave of her orgasm. It's so tight, spasming and contracting around me. I can't hold back. I throw my head back and shoot my cum so forcefully into her tight pussy I think I might pass out.

I rest my head on her shoulder, panting and coming down from that incredible high. My legs shake, and I carefully slide us to the floor. We lie in a tangled heap of limbs and sweat.

“That was the best way to come home after a long day at work,” I say once we’ve caught our breath.

Jordan snorts out the cutest little laugh, rolling over so we’re face to face. The joy in her eyes melts my heart, and I know I want to make her look at me this way forever.

“I love you, Huxley,” she says softly, almost as if she can read my thoughts.

“I love you more, my beautiful Jordan.”

“I loveyoumo–” Jordan’s rebuttal is cut off by my yawn.

I chuckle and pull her down on top of me, snuggling up with my woman in my arms.

I don’t know how the hell I got so lucky, but I vow never to take this moment, this woman, this life for granted. She’s my reason for breathing, and soon, I hope we’ll have a big family to share our love with. In the meantime, I’ll enjoy every second with my precious girl.

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