massages down my legs, up my arms, and into my hair. "I'm gonna take you right here," he whispers in my ear. "Make you come so hard you'll never forget."
A whimper is all I can manage back. I'm pretty sure he can have anything he wants right now, and I'll remember it forever. I raise my hips and push against his hard cock. He presses back and pins me to the rock. He keeps me like that for a long time, just kissing my lips, my neck and upper back. It's torture being face down because I can't reach him or truly kiss him back with my head at this angle. I'm forced to relax and enjoy it, so that's what I do.
He hums with pleasure as his wet tongue traces every inch of my neck. Finally, he raises his torso slightly and turns me to my back. He dives in and his mouth kisses all the parts he couldn't reach when I was on my stomach. My hands are free to grab him now.
Our kisses are greedy like we want to gobble down the first few bites of a delicious meal. His thick curly hair twines between my fingers. I've wanted to get my hands on it for so long, and now I have free rein to touch it. My other hand snakes down to grab his butt which is round and firm. His perfection that taunted me all these years is within my grasp and mine to enjoy. I can't believe he's as eager for me as I am for him.
His hard cock presses against my leg through the fabric of our shorts. We're not going to take off our clothes out here. Are we?
He reaches for my shirt and tugs it out of my shorts. Looks like we are getting naked. I'm not stopping him.
He grunts and works the buttons open while I'm pushing his shorts lower on his ass. My fingers explore his tempting butt dimples. Amazing. I've lost all my fears of privacy or someone seeing us. This is too urgent to care about things like that.
He gets my shirt open and continues kissing me from my neck down to the curves of my breasts. He kisses down my belly and works my shorts open. This is all happening so fast, but I want it. I couldn't stop him if I wanted to. This train has left the station and has no brakes.
I'm struck by a delicious mix of cool air and the heat from his lips caressing my skin as he yanks my bottoms down. He lowers his head, laving his tongue from back to front before dipping it deep, drawing a raspy hiss from the back of my throat. His mouth, tongue, and hands all work together in harmony and steal my breath. It doesn't take long before my stomach clenches and a thunderous pressure builds between my legs. My orgasm crashes through me like a giant earthquake, the initial shock and lingering pulses shaking my entire body. My cry echoes into the canyon below.
He groans and continues to dine on my lower half. I grab his hair and pull him up. He's grinning like a mad man with shining lips and messed up hair. "So good. So sweet. Like honey. You're goddamn beautiful." He lowers his head to kiss me, and I taste myself on his lips. "I'm taking you up to the ledge."
Deep in my brain, I know I should be afraid, but I seriously trust Mace to take care of me. He scoops me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist as we clomp up the last bit of slope to the top of the ledge. We don't bother to take in the view. We're too busy ripping each other's clothes off.
I reach down and grab his dick and do the twist and pull he liked before. "You like that?"
"Love it." He grits his teeth and closes his eyes.
My hand works his huge shaft, and I love watching the pleasure on his face.
"Not waiting anymore. Taking you now." Mace surges up and positions himself between my legs. After a moment of lining up, he pushes in and groans.
He works his hips up and down until he's fully seated inside me, and I'm stretched full of Mace. Then the magic begins. He grinds his hips, rubbing our bodies together, filling me deeper and harder and smashing my clit with each thrust. It's everything I thought it would be, and