Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64527 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
She opened her mouth under mine, deepening the kiss and reaching up to wrap her hand around the back of my head, pressing it to hers as if she meant to devour me. I twisted around so that we were face-to-face and picked her up, backing her up slowly so that soon, I had her up against the thick trunk of an ash tree. She ran her fingers up my back, scraping my skin with her nails and scoring it gently but enough to let me know she’d meant to leave her mark.
I drove my hands up under her shirt, needing to feel her bare skin against my palms. She pressed herself up against me, and I reached down to wrap her leg around my hip so we were flush against one another.
She pulled her mouth away from mine, and I moved my lips down so they lingered on the delicate skin of her neck. I reached up and pulled the straps of her shirt down until it gathered around her waist, exposing the tops of her beautiful tits to the air.
“Be honest,” she said, sighing. “How many women have you brought out here to screw against a tree?”
“You’re the only one.”
She brought me up to face her again and kissed me savagely, her mouth moving with mine as our tongues started moving together savagely.
“Why?”
“Never met the right girl for it.”
I was so hard that I thought I might actually break through my pants, but I needed to know she was okay with this.
“I need you,” I said as I pressed more kisses into the soft skin under her ear. “Can we—”
“Will we be seen?”
“Not unless they’re really off the beaten path.”
“Then yes,” she breathed into my mouth, pressing kisses all along my jawline.
I set her back down and turned her around, pressing my hands to her belly and sliding them down so that they drifted under the waistband of her leggings and her underwear. She moaned when my fingers parted her folds and found the soaking-wet evidence of how much she wanted me and leaned her head back onto my shoulder. I pressed my cock into the small of her back, making her feel all of me.
“Do you feel that, Macy? Do you feel what you do to me?”
“You gonna keep talking, or are you going to do something about it?”
I chuckled, breathing into her neck and dragging my beard along the skin there, watching the color of that sensitive skin change. All the while, my fingers had kept working inside of her, feeling her muscles clench around me as she got closer and closer.
“Dillon,” she whined, and I knew that I’d tortured her enough. I pulled down her leggings, baring her beautiful ass to the mountain air, and took out my cock. It was so sensitive that I knew it would probably shoot off any second with barely any stimulation.
I eased inside her from behind, the position making her feel even tighter around me than she had last time, and I had to stop and keep completely still inside her to keep from coming right then.
She groaned with me as I filled her, and once I was buried in her completely, she started fidgeting, trying for more friction. And as much as it hadn’t been my intention to torture her, I loved having her there, wrapped so tightly around me that I might never be able to escape.
“Dillon,” she whimpered again, her movements getting more and more desperate as she drove herself back against me. I decided to end her misery, and I started to move inside her.
She gritted her teeth against the first thrust I made into her body, and I worried for a second. “Did I hurt you? Should I stop?”
“Don’t you dare,” she said, gasping again. “It’s just… so intense.”
“You sure?”
“If you stop right now, I will not be responsible for my actions.”
The words surprised a throaty chuckle out of me, and I started moving more intensely, setting a rhythm that she met stroke for stroke. I grabbed her hand and brought it up to pin to the trunk as I turned her head, capturing her mouth in a powerful kiss. All the while she continued to push back against me, her breathing telling me she was getting closer and closer.
With the hand not pinning hers to the tree trunk, I reached down to her clit and started to rub it, making gentle circles over it with my index finger. She gasped, and I felt her orgasm come on her suddenly, as if she hadn’t been expecting it.
The muscles in her pussy massaged my cock as she came, and I knew it would be soon for me to fall, too. I pulled my mouth from hers and dragged it down her neck, peppering it with kisses as I pumped a few more times, continuing to keep my pace before the pressure at the base of my spine went off.