Roughing It with the Mountain Man Read Online Frankie Love

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
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I squirm, trying to shift my panties off me, to give him full access to my body. He’s quick to assist, helping me yank them down my legs and finally leaving me with nothing but what I was born with.

Red takes a moment to appreciate me, and my natural beauty. The way he looks at me, he makes me feel like a woman, a lover, a wife, a mother to be. He makes me feel like the most important woman in the world.

I spread my legs for him, and gesture his way with a curled finger. I want nothing more than for him to fulfill every fantasy he has, because really?

They’re my fantasies too.

9

RED

She’s so fucking beautiful.

So fucking sexy.

Every curve of Annie Rowdy’s body is enticing to me. She’s pure woman.

Even if the way she sucks cock makes it hard to believe this is really her first time, I don’t think too much about it. The way she wants me can explain a whole lot, and I’m driven to please her every bit as much as she’s pleased me, if not ten times over.

I see her sex glisten in front of me, and I go in again for another taste. She’s addicting. I can’t get enough of her and the way she cries out, how she moans, how she asks for more, panting for me. Every lick of her clit, every time my fingers push into her, I keep the blissful pressure on as she cries out and writhes against me.

All while I watch her intently, seeing what every little movement I make is met with. I’m going on instinct and a few glances at dirty magazines, but I’m driven to please her. More than anything, I want Annie Rowdy to say that she’s mine.

Every lick, every rub, every bit of worship I give her is dedicated to that goal. She writhes beneath me as I continue, letting her moans echo through our little cave. There ain’t a human soul for at least a mile, so she’s free to let me know how she really feels. My free hand explores her body, massaging her tits, and warming the rest of her.

She leans into me, shoving her cunt into my face, her instincts making her desire so much greater. I take her movements as permission to lay on the pressure, and her cries become more powerful, more erratic. She’s pulling at my hair, and it just makes me smile as I pay it no mind and focus on pleasing my woman.

She’s so sexy, so wet for me. I happily lap up every bit of her juices, the cycle continuing. She’s writhing incoherently, her hands running through her own hair, her back arching. She’s doing anything she can to resist the pressure I’m putting on her. She wants to ride it out, she wants to endure it, because she knows if she resists, it’ll end up as something even better.

But she, like me, ain’t all that experienced. She’s too hungry for what I can do, and soon has to give in to me. The bliss tears through her, ravaging her so sweetly, and she’s screaming wonderful things, music to my ears as I keep licking her, massaging her, making sure that she gets every bit of pleasure she can out of this.

Soon she’s left panting in a cold sweat beneath me, more beautiful than ever before.

“That’s... that’s... that was amazing, Red,” she says, still barely breathing.

I’m on my knees before her. Her eyes drift down, and see that my cock is once again hard for her, throbbing as if she didn’t suck me dry not too long ago.

She sinfully smirks. “Aren’t guys supposed to have to wait before getting hard again? The girls at school complained about that all the time.”

I nod. “Most of the time? Yeah. But that’s not taking into account how unbelievably sexy you are, Annie. I look at you and I see the most beautiful woman on the planet, I see the woman I want to build a family with, the woman I want to be the mother of my children. That’d make any man defy his limits.”

She warmly smiles, her eyes big with anticipation. I know well enough that telling a girl you want her to be the mother of your children could be a bit of a turn-off if I said it to just anyone, but Annie and I don’t have anything that could be described as typical. We have this magic where we’ve both known we’re perfect for one another for quite some time. She looks me dead in the eyes as she speaks. “Being the mother of your children, Red? Why, that seems like a dream come true.”

I embrace her, and kiss her on the lips again, the taste of our juices mixing so damn exotic to me. Our bodies pressed against one another excites me so, especially as she reaches between us and takes hold of my cock. She jerks me forward, guiding me toward her cunt, as if she hasn’t made her desire for me clear enough.


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