Mountain Man’s Curvy Woman – Curvy Women Wanted Read online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
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“It’s okay,” he said.

With his other hand, he reached between her spread thighs and started to finger her clit. She didn’t relax straight away but after a few seconds, she began to press back against him, and he didn’t stop his teasing. He continued to do so, fingering her asshole as he brought her closer to orgasm.

She whimpered his name, pressing against him.

He pushed past the tight ring of muscles, feeling her open up around him as he worked. Pushing and pressing, he slid a finger into her ass. “You know I’m going to be fucking this tight little asshole very soon, Meghan.”

“Please,” she said.

He teased her clit, using two fingers to stroke her, driving her wild as he worked her asshole, pushing in and pulling out. When she was more than used to his digit in her ass, he added a second finger and began to rock within her, making her take more until she was hungry for an orgasm.

Mount wanted to fuck her, but as she came and her ass tightened around his fingers, and she screamed her release, she pulled away from him. Rather than spread her legs, she crawled to the floor and worked his pants open, sliding them down to his knees before he could stop her, not that he wanted to.

She stared up at him. Licking her lips, she wrapped her fingers around his length and began to move up and down. Her tongue went to the tip of his cock, sliding up.

Wrapping her long, blonde tresses around his fist, he watched her as she took his cock into her hand and then began to work the length. He hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag, but she didn’t stop there. No, she kept on working him, taking more of him, and he fucking loved it.

He watched her take as much of him as she could, bobbing her head in time to her own beat but not stopping. She moaned around his dick, and he knew he was close.

“Meghan, I’m going to come,” he said.

He wanted to come down her throat, but he wasn’t going to scare her.

She didn’t stop. Kept on working him.

His orgasm tore through his body, and he growled, the sound echoing around the room. Dark, guttural, and full of need and promise for her lips.

“Fuck,” he said.

She swallowed every drop and as she sat back, she licked her lips, wiping away any excess from her mouth.

Going to his knees, he cupped her face, kissing her, not caring that he tasted himself on her lips. It didn’t matter, at least not to him.

“Mount?” she asked.

“I want to keep you,” he said. It was the first time since he’d started his life here that he’d ever said the words. He didn’t think he’d ever want another person. Of course, he’d hoped to find the right person to share his life with, but he didn’t know if he should get his hopes up or not.

Meghan wasn’t sticking around. She was only here for as long as her health and William demanded it. She kissed him on the lips, harder.

He picked her up in his arms, carrying her back to the bed.

“I think I could get used to this,” she said.

He hoped she could because if she decided to pick living with him for the rest of her life, he’d treat her like a queen, no doubt about it.

Chapter Six

Curling up on the back porch steps, Meghan watched Mount. His dogs were close by, occasionally moving around, but he was chopping some logs. The storm wasn’t over, and even though they were waist-high in snow, more was to come. As a precaution, he’d wanted to cut more wood, to make sure they had enough.

“Your coffee is getting cold,” she said.

She didn’t like him being out here in the cold. He’d tried to stop her from coming to see him, but there was no way she was going to let him come out here all on his own. That wasn’t the kind of woman she was.

Sipping at her tea, she waited as he finished the current log and stepped over toward her. He had on overalls that he’d put on over his boots so the snow wouldn’t get inside them.

He sat down on the step beside her.

She handed him a cup as he took off his gloves.

“How are you today?”

She’d woken up last night to a storm and Mount hadn’t lost his temper with her. He’d held her in his arms, helping her to feel safe, secure, and warm. This was how life was supposed to be.

“I’m feeling much better, you?”

“I can’t complain.”

She’d come to notice that Mount never complained about anything.

“I’ve got soup on,” she said.

“I’m going to do some more logging and bring them in the house. I don’t want to risk us coming out in the cold.”


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