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“No, hell no,” I say, out of breath. He growls, all animal-like, and without warning, he sucks my clit into his mouth at the same time that he presses his finger in my ass. I mewl, grabbing his hair and tugging hard. “Fuck, Jesse,” I cry out.
He groans in response, and the vibration sends shivers down my spine, my toes curling from the sensation.
“That’s it. I’ve had fantasies of fucking your ass ever since I watched you go down the hill that first day,” he says, making a sound deep and low in his chest.
“Please, Jesse,” I beg, and he chuckles, sucking hard again until I’m a withering mess beneath his eager mouth. He laps at my juices until I’m dripping wet. He pulls his finger out and swirls two deep inside me, lubricating them before continuing with the assault on my clit. He presses both fingers in my ass, sucking my clit between his lips, and I come screaming his name, tugging hard on his hair.
Grinning, he pulls back, his mouth glistening with my arousal. “Fuck, that was hot,” he tells me, moving up as he presses kisses between my breasts. He plunges his tongue deep inside my mouth, twirling and teasing, and I can taste myself on his lips. I don’t know why it turns me on even more.
“Turn on your stomach for me,” he orders.
“Why?” I pant.
He brushes a hand through his disheveled hair and says, “Because I’m going to fuck you like this.”
His dirty talk sends a wave of anxious butterflies down the pit of my stomach.
His eyes are blazing. “Turn on your stomach. I’m not going to ask again.”
I do as he tells me. My sensitive breasts make contact with the cool sheets, and I squirm.
“Have you got any lube, babe?” he asks, his palms caressing my thighs.
I look over my shoulder, sitting up on my elbows. “What do you think?” I say, raising one eyebrow.
“That’s what I thought. Be right back,” he says, leaving me alone in the room. I reach for the remote control on the nightstand and turn on the fireplace.
Walking back into the room, he has lost his boxer shorts. His dick is long, thick and hard, jutting in front of him as he climbs on the bed behind me.
“Seriously, babe,” he purrs in my ear. “Do those guys have a fireplace in every room?”
I turn my head around and swallow hard, the enlarged head of his cock wet with pre-cum gliding through my quivering pussy. In his left hand, he’s holding a tube of lube. I brush my hair back over my shoulder, and he waggles his eyebrows, hitting my ass with his flat palm.
I yelp, and he bites on my earlobe, caressing my ass cheek. “Fuck, you look perfect.” His voice is thick with want, while he flicks the bottle of lube in the air.
“Do you always carry lube with you wherever you go, snowboard guy?” I whisper, hoping my voice doesn’t tremble like my body is.
“Yes,” he jokes. “And I like looking at your ass. I want nothing more than to see it turn red from my palm print,” he husks out.
“You wanna slap my ass?” I grin.
“Yeah, for being such a—” He stops talking like he’s searching for words. “Okay, I confess,” he says, turning my chin to face him. He frowns and stares me down. “I’m not good at dirty talk.”
I giggle. “You’re doing just fine. So you’re into kink?”
He kisses a trail down my spine. “I guess. Never thought about it really, to tell you the truth.”
I turn on my back, and reaching up, I brush a stray lock behind his ears. “I like this,” I drawl, waggling both my brows, or at least, I try.
He snickers. “Why do we talk so much during sex?” he asks, his cheeks flushing a rosy color, like he’s embarrassed he told me this.
“I don’t know,” I say softly, trailing my fingertips over his eyebrows, to his temple, stopping at the arch of his upper lip. “Maybe we’re both nervous.”
He kisses my fingers and closes his eyes for a second. “I’m glad I saved your pretty ass on that mountain,” he says, his hungry gaze locking in on my breasts. He leans forward and sucks one nipple into his mouth, the sensation hitting between my legs, and it makes my clit twitch. “I’m falling in love with your small breasts,” he murmurs.
I hold my breath, and he looks at me. I blush, because why do I want to hear him say it for real?
He smiles again. “Now turn around,” he whispers in my ear.
