Damien (Heart River Valley: Rugged Mountain Men #2)

“I, I don’t know. I don’t want to suffocate you.” He grabs my arm and pulls me forward, then scoots down the bed. He manhandles me until he’s under my thighs, his face right below my pussy. I’m on all fours as he grabs my ass and pulls me down until I’m on top of his face.

I lift up slightly, afraid he can’t breathe, but he growls and pulls me back down. His tongue thrust up into my pussy, spearing me from below. I cry out at the sensation, then rock my hips against his face as his hands knead my ass. I was so turned on by sucking his cock that I come in mere minutes, my orgasm exploding through my body as he holds me against his face.

I fall over to the side when he releases me, and start to giggle. He slaps my ass before kissing my stomach, then smiles at me. “‘What?”

“I just, I never imagined anything like this would ever happen to me.”

“What do you mean? You mean you never sat on a guy’s face before?”

My face turns bright red and I bring my hands up to cover it. “No, oh my god, no! Never!”

He pulls my hands away from my face. “Peaches, you are the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted. Any guy who had the privilege to be with you and didn’t do that is a complete fool.”

He kisses my forehead, then hops up and heads to the bathroom. I hear the shower water turn on as well as the sound of him whistling. My phone beside the bed dings, and I grab it, but the smile on my face falls when I see it’s my mom.

Mom:

So how was the wedding?

Me:

It was great! Maddie looked gorgeous, the cake was amazing, everything was beautiful. Hang on, I’ll send you some pics.

Mom:

No silly, I mean did you meet any guys? Or were you too busy enjoying that delicious cake? Of course that’s the thing you would mention. Honey, I love you, so what I’m about to say comes from love. Your curves aren’t doing you any favors. You’ve got to watch it.

I take a deep breath and exhale slowly.

Me:

Mom. If you really do love me, you’ll never mention my weight again. I love how I look, curves and all.

Mom:

Well I’m just the worst mom ever, huh? I can’t do anything right.

Me:

Mom, I didn’t say that.

Mom:

Might as well have.

Me:

Listen, I had a good time last night. And I was happy until I got this text from you. So please, if you want me in your life, listen when I tell you I am happy the way I am.

Mom:

I’m just trying to help.

Me:

But it doesn’t help, mom. So stop.

Mom: