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Sunlight streams through the curtains by the time I wake from an amazing dream. Only... it wasn’t a dream. Realizing that my night with Sawyer was real makes me grin like an idiot. I’ve never been kissed so intensely as he kissed me last night, let alone... licked. The way his tongue lapped me up made me feel like the hottest girl on earth. It was almost as if he couldn’t get enough of me. Me. Shy, plump Maxine who writes lukewarm love scenes.
I grin. Booking this cabin was the best idea I’ve ever had. After a long stretch, I kick back the covers and tiptoe into the living room. The cabin is empty, and disappointment sinks into my stomach. I hoped Sawyer would be here. I guess him being absent means I can focus on what I came here to do: finish my novel. But not before making myself a nice strong cup of coffee.
I walk into the kitchen and spot a handwritten note on the counter.
Went up the mountain with Cooper. Back by dinner. Am looking forward to teaching you some more bedroom stuff... Get ready for a hot night of pure enjoyment. Sawyer.
My pussy clenches at the thought of losing my virginity to him tonight. I frown. That is what he means by a hot night of pure enjoyment, right? I shake my head and give myself a stern talking to. Of course, he means having sex, not playing scrabble by the fire.
I spend the rest of the day writing. The words have never flown out of me like they do now. I’m so relieved I’ve finally broken through this barrier and am able to write freely. My characters don’t know what hit them, and I’m sure my readers will be pleased as well.
By the time my viscount and his lady have recovered from wild sex in the English countryside, the sun is hanging low in the sky.
I decide to go for a short walk before dinner. My back doesn’t agree with me sitting in a chair all day long.
According to Google Maps, there’s a trailhead about half a mile from the cabin. I walk to the starting point and check out the information nailed to a wooden log. The trail is only two miles, and it’s a loop. Perfect for a short hike without the risk of getting lost.
The surroundings are stunning around here. I take deep breaths, enjoying the fresh mountain air. It’s only when walking between the tall trees that I understand how calming nature can be. I always saw myself as a city girl, but I’m starting to doubt if I really am one. The pace in the city is so fast, it often stresses me out.
By the time I walk back to Sawyer’s cabin, I feel like a new woman. As I round the corner to his property, I stop in my tracks. Behind the back porch, there’s an outdoor shower, and Sawyer is washing himself, butt naked.
It takes everything I have not to let out a whimper. He’s standing with his back to me, hands on the wooden panel in front of him, his tight ass on full display. I let my gaze travel lower and catch a glimpse of his dick, water dripping down the tip of him.
I bite my lip. Should I let my presence be known?
Before I can decide, Cooper comes running out of the cabin and heads straight for me. I kneel to pet his head, afraid to look up at Sawyer, who must’ve spotted me by now.
“Coop, go fetch,” I hear Sawyer say.
A ball whooshes into the forest behind me, sending Cooper on a search mission. It’s only then that I dare to look up.
Sawyer has turned around. My eyes immediately go to his cock. It’s huge and still wet from the shower and...getting bigger by the second.
I avert my eyes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to bother you. I went for a walk and... well, here you are. Naked.”
He laughs. “I’m glad you showed up.”
I hear him turning off the shower. I look up at him again, but he still hasn’t grabbed a towel. Instead, he’s walking toward me.
Without speaking, he cups my face and kisses me. I’m trembling with longing and anticipation. His erection pushes against me, its hardness making me even wetter than yesterday.
“Remember how I promised you a hot night full of enjoyment?”
I nod. How could I forget?
“Are you ready?” he asks. “I sure am.”
“What if it hurts?”
He pulls my sweater over my head, then unclasps my bra, just like he promised me he would. My breasts fall out, and he groans. “It might at first, but I’ll take care of you.”
He takes my hand and leads me toward a grassy spot at the side of the cabin where a blanket and pillows are spread out. “Wait a sec, okay? I’ll be right back.”
Sawyer leaves me on the blanket, bursting with desire. A few moments later, the sky above me lights up thanks to the little lightbulbs strung between the trees.
“You did all this for me?”
He smiles and plants another kiss on my lips. “Only the best for my girl. I hope it’s okay.”
“It’s more than okay, except...”
“What?” he asks, studying my face.
“We need less talking.”
He grins. “Count me in.”
His head drops to my breasts, and he kisses them softly. I close my eyes and let myself be in the moment. Sawyer's tongue darts out, licking my nipples in soft circles. He plays with my tits, making me moan in a way I didn’t even know I could.
“This is not fair,” he tells me. “I’m naked, and you’re still half-dressed.”
“Then correct that.”
He unties my shoes and throws them aside. Then, he lets his tongue slide from my mouth all the way down to the seam of my pants. With torturous slowness, he unbuttons my jeans and takes them off. His hand cups my panties.
He sucks in a breath of air. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, Maxine.”
I arch my back as he slips a hand inside, exploring my center. His thumb finds my clit easily, and the way he rubs me is so good that I can feel my pussy opening up for him. He slides my panties down with his other hand until I’m as naked as he is.
The mountain air feels amazing against my body. I can’t believe I’m about to have sex for the first time, out in the open air. The thought exhilarates me, and my thighs fall open.
“I’m all yours,” I tell him, and he groans at my words.
I buck my hips, pressing my center into his hand, and his shallow breathing picks up speed. His thumb falls away, making room for his mouth. He licks my clit, my folds, my thighs, and then pushes his tongue deep inside me.
I won’t be able to take this any longer without falling apart. An orgasm is already building rapidly inside of me. The whole world seems to fall away, leaving only the two of us under the beautiful sky.
His tongue alternates between my pussy and my clit, and I fist his hair. A guttural sound escapes me.
“I’m close,” I tell him. “So close.”
He stops and looks me in the eye. “To what?”
Fuck, is he really teasing me right now? I need his lips on me.
“Please, Sawyer, keep going.”
“Going where?”
I whimper. “Take me over the edge.”
He puts his hands on my ass, and I press my center against his mouth again. He licks me feverishly, lapping me up as if I’m his favorite piece of candy. He slides a finger inside, slowly pushing it in and out of me, my wetness audible under his touch.
I approach the edge, fast and glorious. I cry out his name as I cross it, freefalling into heaven as my pussy clenches tight around his finger.
I pull him to my face and kiss him, tasting myself. “I need you inside me.”
He bites my lip, and I cling to him, eager for what’s coming next. It only takes him a few seconds to grab a condom from under one of the pillows.
“It’s okay. I’m on the pill. Are you clean?”
“I am.” He throws the condom aside and lowers himself. His dick is touching my wet entrance. For a moment, I’m afraid it’s going to hurt too much, but I shake the thought away. I don’t care if it does. All I care about is his dick inside of me.
I put my hands on his ass, pushing him inside. I gasp as the pain hits me. He slowly slides all the way in until I’m completely filled with his hard cock. A tear involuntarily rolls down my cheek, and he brushes it away with his thumb.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Fuck no,” I say. “I want you to take me. Hard.”
I don’t need to repeat myself. He starts banging me hard as I requested, and the pain soon makes room for unknown pleasure.
He grabs my right leg and puts it over his shoulder so that he can enter me even deeper. I no longer feel like the shy, plump girl people see. In Sawyer’s arms, I’m a goddess who loves getting dirty with a mountain man who adores her. My mountain man.
“Are you okay?”
I nod. “It’s tight, but I love how your cock fills me up.”
He grunts and fucks me so hard that my tits bounce like crazy. His balls slap against my skin, and the sound drives me insane. My eyes roll back in my head. This is all so much better than I fantasized.
“I want you to come and fill me to the brim,” I say, my voice husky.
He moans, and I can feel his balls tighten while he increases the pace. I thrust my hips up, and it’s enough to send him over the edge. He shoots his load inside me, making me come as well. My pussy clenches around him, squeezing every last drop out of him. I let the orgasm ripple through me, crying Sawyer’s name into the mountain air.
He kisses me, then rolls over and props himself up on his elbow, still panting. “That was amazing, Maxine. Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”
I laugh. “I swear this was my first time.”
He brushes a strand of hair out of my face. “I hope it was everything you dreamed it would be.”
“It was better than all of my fantasies about sex combined,” I say, trembling from the intensity of it all.
He pulls me closer to him, and we cuddle and kiss until it gets too cold outside.
“Want to head inside?” he asks, pulling me upright.
I nod. “Absolutely, but not to sleep.”
He arches an eyebrow. “You want to go write?”
“No,” I say with a laugh. “I want to fuck you again, but this time I’ll be riding you.”
“I can’t wait,” he says as he lifts me and throws me over his strong shoulder.
I grin like a dork while he takes us to the bedroom for another round. This is, without a doubt, the best day of my life.