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She opened the door, leaning on the doorjamb and watching as he finished tossing the snow off the porch. She hadn’t noticed it’d picked up since she’d sent Kevin packing earlier in the night. “You tryin’ to turn me on with manual labor?” she questioned because it was working to perfection, especially when she glanced over to her cleared sidewalk. How long had he been outside shoveling?
“If that doesn’t work, I have a back-up,” he said as he returned the shovel to its spot by the front door and wrapped his bare fingers around the neck of a bottle of wine.
Amber stepped out onto the porch and pushed up on her toes before grasping the back of his neck to pull his lips to hers. The snowflakes falling around the two of them in a strange floating pattern. The first thick snows of the season, heavy in the air just cold enough to crystalize them. Their lips parted and he deepened the kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist. The rough of his beard, dampened by the snow stung in the best way as he lifted her off her feet and walked her into her house. Making sure to close the door slowly before setting her down.
“Mountain, I’m so happy to see you,” she said with a gasp once their mouths released.
“I took my chances you might be willing to let me in and came here right from our run,” he said. Though his eyes were tired, his lips told another story as the man, smelling of fresh air, snow and leather claimed her mouth once again. “Any other manly duties you need done?”
“I can think of a handful.” She smiled, not ready to fall from his arms quite yet. “Opening a bottle maybe.”
“It’s a South Dakota wine I’ve never tried,” he admitted unwrapping his arms from her and handing her the bottle. “We’d stopped at this gas station that had local stuff. What can I say, the bottle called to me.”
“I wonder why?” she said with a smile as she held the rose wine in her hand.Phat Hoggwas from a winery called Prairie Berry and featured two pigs riding a Harley she assumed. The female one in a bikini top and jeans. “I can’t believe you’re here.”
“I know it’s late, that’s why I brought this peacemaker. If the house was dark, I wouldn’t have knocked.”
“Would you have still shoveled?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he admitted with a shrug.
“Twenty minutes ago, if I would have seen this bottle I would have chugged,” she said setting the alcohol down on her coffee table. “But right now, I can think of a much healthier way to get in a better mood.”
“And that would be?” he questioned as she stepped into his personal and he lifted her chin and kissed her lips delicately.
“Oh baby, I’m gonna need way more than that,” she said.
His hands cupped her ass. “Hop on three,” he commanded.
And damned if she didn’t. His hands lifted her as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders. With the accuracy of a strategic missile, the man’s lips found the sweet spot on her neck right at the collarbone. Her body melted into his as he carried her up to her bedroom. The stairs creaked unfamiliar with the weight the two of them combined made as he sucked on the spot and all she could do was run her fingers through his hair and point toward her room.
Across from the kids, she would have to be quiet as he laid her back on the bed and stripped off his jacket. Placing it on the handle of her closed door, before stripping off his shirt and turning to her. Standing in her bedroom, the place suddenly felt small. He took up the place with thick muscles and belly that was firm, but not formed into a six pack. Yet there was no doubt about the strength the man possessed.
When he reached over and flipped the button on her jeans, she scooted up in bed, but he caught her by the back of her calves and pulled her toward the end of the bed. Dropping to his knees, Mountain slid the denim from her legs. “Are the kids light sleepers?” he asked as he nudged her legs apart and brought her right one to his shoulder. His beard tickling her flesh as his lips brushed along her inner thigh.
“Not usually,” she gasped and he kissed the cotton of her dampening panties over her sex.
“Then you’re going to have to control yourself.” His seductive tone deepening his already baritone voice as he made his way along her left thigh, this time nipping her leg.
“What about you?” she challenged as he inched her panties down her legs and tossed them to the side. Her fingers running over his beard, before leaning forward and kissing him.
“My mouth is gonna be occupied,” he assured her and dipped his head.
The moment his lips met her folds, she fell back. Her back arching as satisfied moans came from between her legs. Mountain’s tongue circled her clit and she reached for her pillow to cover her face. Heat burst through her body as his tongue, thick and strong entered her core and danced inside. Thrusting and spinning, her fingers dug into the pillow as her hips arched and her hand stayed on his head. Riding his face as he shifted between fucking her with his tongue and suckling on her clit, the orgasm being pulled from her body in slow languid pulls as he devoured her in every way imaginable.
Her legs locked around his head as her hands held the pillow over her face so she could scream when her release crested. Whether it was her tight grip, his wanting to pleasure or a combination of the two she was riding his face and letting his thick beard burn her thighs.
“Oh fuck,” she cried into the pillow and Mountain doubled his efforts. Slipping the thick fingers, still cool from shoveling snow inside her body and making her clench. Her body contorted in a way that had her worry she might do permanent damage to his neck.
“Shhhh,” he whispered as his lips vibrated her tweaked clit.
The air teasing around her sex as two fingers curved up and hit her g-spot. “Dear fucking lord,” she cried as the pillow fell from over her face and she gasped for air. Having been holding it for too long.
Every noise, touch and smell was enhanced as the sound of a tear made her pant to see Mountain standing over her, sheathing himself with condom. The thick muscle looked engorged as the latex rolled over it and outlined every curve. Then he placed a hand under each arm and lifted her toward the top of the bed. “Now, how am I going to keep that mouth of yours quiet?” he questioned before stretching her full and entering her sex.
Slick and warm there was little to stop him, even his size wasn’t a hinderance because her body was ready. Wanting, needing to be filled as he glided in and out slowly. The sinewy muscles of his shoulders tight and defined as he made sure to not crush her beneath him, but she wanted the weight of him. The warmth of him as she pulled him fully on her body and their hips found the perfect rhythm.
Her mouth found a way to hold back. Biting his shoulder as the orgasm rose deep inside her. Causing her nails to dig into his back as the very center of her tightened and released around his length as his thrusts increased. The strokes shortening, but speed increasing. Her body was burning, breasts aching from the hormones rushing and the feel of him on top of her. With perked nipples, tangling in the soft hair of his chest and her body arched again as their mouths fused. Each screaming their release into the others mouth as his cock pulsed deep inside her core.
