Page 44 of Rescued By the Mountain Man Cowboy
I get to work.
I have wanted to put my mouth on this woman from the second she crossed her legs in Gabe's office, and I take my time about it now because she deserves time. I work her clit with the flat of my tongue, then the tip, then the flat again, in deliberate patterns. I lick into her entrance and taste her and tell her so.
"You taste so fucking good."
"Luke."
"Sweet. Right here. Right where I am. You are the sweetest thing."
She's making sounds I don't think she knows she's making. Little breathy ohs. A whimper that climbs. Her thighs are starting to shake on either side of my head.
"You gonna come for me, Brown Eyes."
"Yes."
"Look at this pretty pussy. You're soaking my beard, baby. You're so wet for me."
"Oh God, oh God."
"Come on my mouth. Right now. Be loud."
I fasten my lips back over her clit and suck and flick the tip of my tongue against her, fast, no mercy.
She breaks.
Her back comes off the bed. Her thighs clamp around my ears. She cries out, loud, tearless this time as she pulses against my mouth. Her come releases warm, slick on my tongue, and her hands grip my hair. I work her through it. Slow strokes. Long pulls. Until she's twitching against me and pushing weakly at my forehead because it's too much.
I lift my head. Wipe my mouth with the back of my wrist. Don't take my eyes off her.
"Look at you."
"I–"
"That's one."
Her eyes go round.
"One?"
"Oh, we're nowhere near done."
I move two fingers down between her thighs, slow, making sure she sees me, and I press them in.
She's so wet from my mouth, they slide in to the second knuckle without resistance. Tight around me. Hot. Gripping like a fist. I curl them. Find the rough spot inside her. Rub. Watch her eyes do that thing where they go glassy and unfocused. Her mouth falls open.
"There it is."
"Luke."
"Yeah, baby."
I bend my head and put my mouth back on her clit. Slow this time. Deliberate. I stroke inside her with my fingers in time with my tongue. She climbs again fast. Faster than the first time. Her hips start moving on my hand, riding my fingers, and I let her.
"Look at you take it. Look at how greedy this pussy is. That's right. Use me, sweetheart. Use me."
"Oh, oh, oh."
I pull out, fingers slick with her, and I drag the wet down. Past her entrance. Down to the tight little pucker of her ass. I rub one slick fingertip over it. Just the lightest pressure. Massage.
