A few seconds later, I tumbled. My orgasm took hold and shook me to the core. Spasm after spasm gripped every muscle in my body while Dylan continued to pleasure me, taking all I had to give.
The undulating waves of my climax lasted an eternity, and my moans scared the birds and critters from the trees.
He licked again and again, and another mind-stealing climax rippled through me.
I flopped onto the blanket. I was done. Dead. A goner.
“Am I in heaven right now?”
He answered by kissing his way up my body, stopping at my nipples to pull each one into his mouth. When he reached my lips, he kissed me with what felt like reverence. While continuing to worship me with his tongue and lips, he moved his hand between my legs and gently tapped a fingertip against my clit.
“I can’t. I’ll combust if you don’t give me a minute.”
He nuzzled his lips into the crook of my neck. “A minute’s too long.”
Dylan
Montana wasn’t the only one in danger of combusting.
She was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to go after it or voice it. That was one of the many things I liked about her.
It’d been a while since I’d been with a woman as responsive as her, or as vocal about her pleasure. On the circuit, there were plenty of buckle bunnies and lonely women who gave it up to every guy in a cowboy hat with a Southern drawl.
I was no saint and took advantage of what was offered, but they were nameless, faceless fucks that didn’t do anything other than scratch an itch. They weren’t like this. They weren’t like her.
Montana coming on my mouth was more of a turn-on than anything I’d experienced with any other woman in my life, and that was saying something.
Leaving her side for a second, I rummaged around the rucksack and found the condoms. When she saw the full pack, she raised an eyebrow then laughed. “You really did think you were going to get lucky today, huh? Several times over, it seems.”
“You telling me it didn’t once cross your mind?”
“Only every second since the day you knocked me down.”
“That day on my horse, you knew exactly what you were doing when you were wiggling your ass against my dick.”
She batted her eyelashes innocently. “And I thought I was being subtle.”
I took out a condom, which she snatched from between my fingers. She tore the pack open and eyed my cock. “Before I put this on, I want one more taste. Get over here.”
“That’s a request I can’t refuse.”
I got on my knees and straddled her chest so she could take my cock into her mouth. Montana positioned herself on her elbows and grabbed the back of my thighs, then guided my dick to her lips.
With no build-up, she gobbled every inch of me up.
My balls threatened to spill down her throat, but I gritted my teeth and steeled myself against the inferno looking to be set free.
Using the tip of her tongue, she probed my weeping slit, but before we both got carried away and I forgot my name, I coiled my fingers through her hair and eased myself from her blissful lips.
She blinked slowly, her pupils wide and trusting. The way she looked at me all sweet and innocent was one of those moments I wanted to freeze forever.
I plucked the condom from her fingers and rolled it on. “Get on top of me, baby. Ride me like a bronc.”
She laughed and gave a delighted shake of her head. “I can’t believe you just referred to yourself as a horse.” She eyed my dick. “You’re certainly hung like one.”
“I promise I won’t try to buck you off.”
“Try all you want. I’m not going anywhere.” I lay on my back, and Montana got on, trapping my cock between her folds.
“I’ve thought about this for quite a while,” she said and swept her soaked slit along my length, sending us into a frenzy.
She grabbed the base of my dick and lined herself up before slowly, oh so slowly sinking down, down, down.
Both of us hissed out a breath that ricocheted around the grotto, and when she was fully seated, we both stayed still, lost in the sensations flowing between us.
She began to move, her magnificent tits swaying back and forth, hypnotizing me, mesmerizing me. She was tight, hot, and wet.
Reaching back, she fondled my balls. She squeezed and rolled them between her fingers causing my hips to lift off the blanket. I gripped her waist and slammed her up and down harder, harder, faster, faster.
My eyes tried to close, but I forced myself to keep them open. I didn’t want to miss a single second of this. Didn’t want to miss a single second of watching her. Or a single second of seeing pleasure twisting her face or flushing her skin.
Her inner muscles clenched, and from her increasing moans and the way her face contorted, I could tell she was close. I needed to feel her climax. Needed to feel her clamp down on my dick.
She released my balls and brought her fingers to her clit and began pleasuring herself. My mouth watered, and my eyes locked on to her dancing fingers.
I smacked her ass. One side and then the other. Her slick arousal soaked my cock, and her moans and groans soon melded into a soul-wrenching orgasmic cry. She shuddered and shivered, her inner walls milking me. When my name fell from her lips, I was done.
Rearing up, I slammed into her. Fire ripped through my balls and up my spine, and on a rough, guttural groan, I came so fucking hard I might have passed out for
