“I want you buried inside me.” She spreads her thighs and notches the head of my cock at her entrance. “Now.”
The feeling of fucking her raw is going to be etched into my bones because I’m not even inside of her yet and I can feel the heat radiating from her.
“Good, because that’s exactly what I want too.” I let out a shaky breath when I inch my cock further into her wet heat.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to feeling her tight cunt stretch around me, or the way her shoulders scrunch together and her teeth dig into her lip when I thrust my hips forward to give her more. I already know that I’ll never stop wanting to feel the way I do right now.
There’s no better feeling in the world than knowing she craves this closeness with me just as much as I do. After not seeing her for the last few nights, that is an undeniable fact.
I’m more than a goner for her. I’m head over heels in love with my Shadow and the brightness she hides behind her storm clouds.
CHAPTER 35
KELSEY
When I toldSutton this was my favorite trail, I meant it. I knew exactly where it lead, but I was too distracted and caught up in peeking over my shoulder the entire way and every time I looked back, his eyes were fixed on me. Mental note: wear these shorts around him more because he makes me melt under his hungry gaze.
It’s a gorgeous summer day and there’s not a cloud in the crystal clear blue sky. That color is the perfect match for the blue eyes that are looking back at me and boring into my soul.
Yes, this place where the Tetons Mountains rise up to the north and loom over the town below us was my favorite view—until now.
Sutton stripped down to only his hiking boots with the mountains behind him, pinning my back to the boulder, feels sinful and indulgent to look at.
“You feel so fucking good,” he hisses through clenched teeth. I feel his hand tighten on the flesh of my ass and I hope he leaves a bruise because I want to remember this.
The only thing more indulgent than looking at this gorgeous man is the delicious sensation of his cock easing into me and stretching me. I rock my hips forward, beckoning forhim to give me more. He does just that, easing out before thrusting back. I know he’s not even completely in yet, but I feel so full and connected to him that the world around us fades away.
It’s just me and him—alone in nature—our bodies molded to each other.
He pulls back again before finally pumping into me harder. He bottoms out deep inside me, and I moan into his neck. “Fuck, Sutton. Yes, please. Just like that.”
He gives me exactly what I want. He fucks me hard, pounding me with deep thrusts and gripping my ass in his hand. Each thrust pushes me against the unyielding boulder at my back, giving my body no choice but to accommodate his size.
I swivel my hips and I’m rocked with another wave of pleasure when his shaft starts to rub against my aching clit. I’m overwhelmed with sensation and feel myself already starting to careen toward another Sutton-induced orgasm. It feels like each one is better than the last with him and I don’t know how that’s even possible.
“Stay with me, Shadow.” His deep, raspy voice pulls my focus back to the moment—back to him. “You know I’m going to get you there. Just tell me what you need, what you want.”
I want all of him, all the time. That’s the thought that rushes through my mind before it’s drowned out by the overwhelming sensation of his presence.
“Just keep going. Don’t stop.” I bite my lip and look into those baby blues that feel like a window into his very being. He grins and keeps rhythmically fucking me at the pace my body craves. Each retreat of his cock leaves me wanting more, and each thrust fills and stretches me building that knot of tension low in my stomach to a breaking point.
His eyes drop to where we’re joined. “Fuck. Look how pretty you are taking my cock. Your pussy was made for me.”
My mouth waters at the sight of his thick, lengthy cock pounding into me. He’s coated in my arousal and if I wasn’t so close to coming, I’d want him in my mouth.
I drop my hand from his neck to reach down and play with myself. I swirl my finger over my throbbing clit and feel my pussy clench at the extra sensation. My fingertip grazes his cock each time he rocks into me and I hear him suck in a breath.
“Shit, yes,” he hisses, pupils blown while he watches me playing with myself. He looks up, his gaze smoldering and desperate for release, just like me. He leans down and kisses my neck and with one punishing thrust, bottoms out and seats himself into the hilt. I shatter at the overwhelming barrage of sensations. His dick, my fingers, the cool rock at my back, his breath on my neck—all untie that knot and I cry out, dropping my head to his broad chest.
“Yes, Sutton!”
My pussy clenches onto his length and he groans, driving home one more time. I feel his cock pulse when he comes apart, spilling his release into me. He groans and his grip on my ass tightens as he holds me there, his hazy, lust-filled eyes staring back into mine. His chest heaves and I feel that undeniable bond between us grow stronger. His full lips curl into a lazy smile. “I don’t know about you, but I’m kind of hungry now.”
I outright giggle and playfully slap his chest. That subtle motion from laughing reminds me that his thick cock is still buried in me and he shudders when I squeeze down on him. I bite my lip at his reaction because something about the control I have over this man is exhilarating.
I arch a brow at him and swirl a finger through the light dusting of chest hair between is hard pecs. “Is it always about food with you?”
He shrugs with a cocky smirk and flicks a lock his sweaty hair out of his eyes. “I mean it’s sort of my job. So, yeah?”