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Devoured By the Forbidden Mountain Man

Page 47

by Annee Jones

I waited until Georgia pressed backward against my hand.

“Keep going.”

I pushed gently until the tip slipped inside, and her breath broke on the first shallow stretch.

The reaction tightened her pussy around my cock so suddenly that my own rhythm faltered.

I swore under my breath.

She gave a breathless laugh, then reached back and caught my forearm as if she needed something solid. “That feels incredible.”

I kept the pressure shallow and careful, letting her take more only when she moved against me. My other hand continued working her clit while I drove into her from behind.

The combination changed her quickly.

Georgia’s breathing grew rougher. She stopped looking back and dropped her head between her shoulders, fully focused on what was happening between us. Her ass tightened around my thumb with every thrust, and her hips met mine harder as the pleasure built.

I wanted to let myself go with her, but I held the pace she had asked for.

“Rex.”

The sound of my name told me how close she was.

I kissed the damp skin of her shoulder. “I’ve got you.”

Her fingers flexed against the tile.

A few strokes later, her whole body locked.

Georgia came hard around me, her pussy clenching in deep pulses while the orgasm shook through her. I tightened my arm around her middle when her knees softened, holding her steady beneath the spray while my fingers kept moving over her clit until she gave a broken little sound and reached back for my wrist.

I eased off immediately and held her steady while she stayed bowed forward, breathing.

After several seconds she turned her head. Her face was flushed, eyes heavy, mouth curved with satisfaction.

“That was worth getting out of bed for.”

I laughed as Georgia pushed backward against me again, slower this time but unmistakable.

“You’re not finished.”

The way she said it stripped away what remained of my control.

I withdrew my thumb, set both hands firmly at her hips, and let the pace change.

Georgia met me through every harder stroke, using the wall for leverage while I fucked her from behind. The water had cooled slightly without either of us noticing, but my skin was hot enough that it barely registered.

She reached back and wrapped one hand around the side of my thigh, keeping me close.

I bent over her, mouth near her ear.

“I love fucking you like this.”

Her answer was a moan followed by my name, and that was enough.

The pressure that had been building low in my body broke all at once. I drove deep and came inside her, holding her securely while the release pulled every muscle in my body tight.

Georgia leaned back against me once I stopped moving.