Page 20 of Mountain Man

My chest expanded to damn near twice the size. I loved that she knew that, that she felt safe with me. She continued to cling to me, and I liked that, too. I didn’t want her scared, but I liked being the man she turned to when she was, the man she knew would protect her.

I reached back, took her hand, and pulled her around to my side. “We better head back.”

She nodded and started walking, but stayed close the whole way.

I loved that, too.

When we got back to the cabin, Birdie started heating up leftovers from the night before, and I half-filled the tub to have a wash. I couldn’t fit my bulk in there, unlike Birdie who could get right in. The sheet was still up, even though we didn’t really need it now. I’d seen all of her, every stunning inch, but I left it there for her in case she wanted privacy while she washed.

I stripped off and stood in the tub, soaping up quickly, and washed off. I could hear Birdie humming as she worked. The sound was sweet and soft, and the more I listened the harder I got. I felt closer to her after today, and it was messing with me, making me want her even more than I had before, which I thought was impossible. By the time I finished, my cock was so hard it stood up against my stomach.

My breathing grew choppy as I thought about Birdie stroking me that first night. I’d never felt anything so good.

I quickly climbed out. I’d been rubbing myself off while I ate her pussy every night, but last night I’d humped the fucking mattress until I blew, with my face buried between her thighs. I dried off, willing my cock to calm down.

The sheet slid back, and Birdie poked her head around the side. “You nearly ready for dinner?” Her voice trailed off and her eyes moved over me, my shoulders, my arms, my stomach…lower.

Her mouth dropped open.

“I’ll just…” I grabbed for my pants.

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “No, leave them off.”

The way she was looking at me…I swallowed. Hard. “Birdie…” Her name rumbled past my lips, a plea, a warning, I had no idea what it was. I just knew I had to somehow control myself. Be a goddamn man and not act like some untried teenager. I could do that, couldn’t I?

Christ. After today, I couldn’t take another second without her touching me.

She moved in closer and took my hand, leading me out by the fire. It was dark outside and the only sound was the crackling wood and wind rattling the windows…and my unsteady breaths.

How did she do this to me? One touch and I’d do anything she asked me to. Anything.

My cock pulsed and my knees almost buckled. I looked down. My cock was dark, veins bulging along its length, pre-come glistening at the head, and she hadn’t even touched me yet.

She rested a hand on my chest and dragged it down over my abs. They tightened under her fingers. “You’re like an ancient warrior,” she said. “So big and strong. Capable, protective.” Her eyes lifted to mine. “I’ve never felt as safe as I do with you. Never. Today, what you did, faced with that mountain lion, I’ve never seen anything like that in my life.”

I wanted to ask what had made her feel unsafe in her life, who had made her feel that way, but her hand slid lower, and instead of asking her those things, I looked at her and groaned.

She moved in close, so the front of her body was pressed against mine, trapping my stiff cock between our bodies. “You’ve made me feel good every night, Hank. You’ve made me come so many times and not taken anything for yourself.”

“I wanted to,” I choked out. “Making you feel good, I can’t get enough.”

“I want to make you feel good, too,” she said softly.

My chest was pumping with my rapid breaths. “Please,” I said, my control slipping more and more by the second.

It was all I could manage. I wanted that. I wanted whatever she wanted to give me. I’d take anything as long as she was touching me.

“Sit on the chair, Hank.”

I did as she asked without question, lowering my ass to the chair, stomach clenching, thighs quivering. I’d hang from the goddamn rafters if it meant having her hands on me. Her hands went to my knees and she pushed them wide as she lowered to her knees in front of me.

Her big brown eyes came back to mine. “Has anyone ever taken you in their mouth? Sucked you?”

I shook my head. Oh God. I wanted that. I wanted that more than anything.

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