6 Mountain Brothers for Christmas

by Rye Hart

  I dropped my head and caught my breath. As the tingling faded, I finished washing up and stepped out of the shower. Hopefully now that I had relieved myself, I wouldn’t be a ball of sexual tension when Kami came over. I was trying super hard to let her take the lead, but I wanted her so badly, my balls were almost constantly aching.

  Time crept by as I waited for Kami to come over, but finally, she showed up on my doorstep looking like a million bucks. Her long, wavy hair was pinned back and made her eyes more striking. I reached for her hand and pulled her in for a kiss, my hand resting on the small of her back. The dress he had on was silk beneath my fingers, but it felt as if I were touching her tender flesh.

  She deepened the kiss, and her tongue mingled with mine, stroking and prodding until we were both breathless. “That was one hell of a greeting.” I gave her a smile and led her to the sofa.

  “I’ve missed you.” She smiled sweetly and dropped her handbag and keys on my coffee table. “Can you believe I had the entire day off? It seems like forever since I’ve had a whole day to myself.

  “I’m glad you came to share it with me.” I sat with her and pulled her close. “I missed you too.”

  “Did you?” I ran my hand up into her hair as she leaned her head back, allowing me to kiss her neck. She was so gorgeous, I had tried to use so much restraint with her, and it had been tough.

  She pushed me back onto the couch and then dropped herself into my lap. I buried my face against her breasts and kissed them, unbuttoning her dress in the process. She giggled, and her fingers went through my hair, gripping it just behind my ears.

  “I missed this.” She kissed me again.

  “Me too.” I no sooner got the words out of my mouth, and she’d kissed me again. I grabbed her ass, and as she shifted to straddle me, I ground her closer. “I want you Tate,” she whispered.

  I pulled back and looked at her. Her eyes were hooded and her lips were swollen from our kisses. Even though I had gotten myself off just an hour before, I was already hard and ready to go again. I ached to be inside her.

  “Are you sure?” I asked.

  She nodded and leaned forward to put her lips against my ear. “I’m sure. I want you.”

  Within a few moments, I had her dress off and laid out naked beneath me.

  I kissed her down her stomach and pressed my tongue flat against her mound. She cried out with pleasure and cupped her breasts, pinching her own nipples. I kept my attention between her legs where her bare, glistening sex was wide open for me.

  “You waxed?” I stroked my tongue against her clit and sucked her naked flesh into my mouth.

  “Yes. I hope you don’t mind. I wanted you to like it.”

  “I love it. Did you do it for me?” I hoped she’d thought of me every moment.

  “Yes.” Her cheeks reddened, and her eyes burned on mine.

  I stoked her folds and tongued her channel until a fresh gloss coated my tongue and she was panting feverishly. Then I rose up and shed my own clothes.

  My proud cock extended from my hips and she lay there before me, her mouth slightly parted and panting as she hooked her feet around my waist and pulled me down to her.

  “Oh, shoot, I wasn’t prepared. I don’t have a condom, but I can check my car. Maybe I’ll find one there.” I started to get up, but she shook her head.

  “It’s OK, I don’t want to wait. Just pull out before you come.” Her impatience was an immediate turn on.

  I centered my cock at her entrance, and she held on tight to my shoulders as my hips thrust forward to slip inside. I took it easy and gave her just the head, popping it slowly in and out of her warm channel. But then she dug those heels in again and pulled me to her. I fed it further, inch by inch until I was almost to her depths, rocking my hips against her.

  She met my eyes as I paused to let her settle around me. “I want it all.”

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN – KAMI

  As soon as I urged him deeper, he obliged and thrust once more until he’d filled me completely. I was stretched to my limits and controlled my breaths as he rocked back and forth easing the pain. I ran my hands over his firm chest and up around his shoulders feeling the thick cord of muscles that lived beneath his tight flesh. I traced my fingers over the tattoos that covered his broad upper back and moaned as he filled me over and over again.

  His breath was warm against me as he leaned down, kissing my breasts before taking one of my taut nipples into his mouth. His teeth grazed, nibbling softly before his lips pulled with hunger.

  He thrust steadily, and I tightened my walls around him, milking him for what I hoped would only be mine forever.

  His mouth crushed down on mine and he backed away to meet my eyes still thrusting deeply and coaxing my pleasure from me.

  He grabbed my hips and tugged me forward, grinding against me as he worked me, his hand resting on my mound as his thumb circled against my clit. He had me squirming beneath him. The pressure built until it consumed me and my orgasm burst from me with a scream that sent his hips into power mode, pounding away until our flesh slapped together loudly.

  “You soaked my fucking balls, baby. That’s so hot. Drip for me.” He spoke the naughty words right into my ear, and it sent chills down my spine and brought a moan from deep in my chest. “That’s right, moan for me, Kami. I love making you feel good.”

  “I love it too,” I whispered breathlessly against his shoulder, and he chuckled.

  “I bet you do, baby.” He rested on his elbow, working his hips in a slow, steady pace as he ground against me, and brushed his hand through my hair and flicked his tongue in my ear, stopping to bite my ear lope. “You’re so beautiful.”

  He pulled out and I whimpered at the loss of sensation. Tate bent down and lifted me easily from the couch. He carried me to the bedroom, and set me down on my feet at the foot of the bed. He laid back and crooked his finger at me. “I want to look up at my beautiful girl.” I liked the sound of him calling me his, and wondered if he truly meant it.

  He didn’t miss a stroke, and I rode him gently as I settled around him, finding that the base of his cock was only stretching me wider. I pushed myself down on his base until I felt his heavy balls press against me.

  “God this feels good.” I leaned forward and rolled my hips around as he reached up and cupped my breasts, pulling me down so that he could suck my nipples, biting and licking like he couldn’t get enough.

  “Yes, it does. Ride my cock, baby.” He reached down and cupped my ass, working me on his cock until I found the pace myself and was bouncing steadily on top of him, my breasts bouncing up and down as he lay back and watched.

  “You like what you see?” I rolled my hips and ground against him a bit before taking up the pace again.

  “Fuck, yes. You’re fucking gorgeous, baby. I love those perfect tits, and your ass is fucking amazing.” As he said the words, my head lolled back, and I felt the wave of pleasure rock through me as I came again.

  He sprang into action, working his hips to help me through it as my body took over and had me writhing against him, moaning and mumbling until it subsided and I was left weak.

  As soon as I lagged, he lifted me up, manhandling me like I weighed nothing and put me face-down on the bed. I braced myself for his reentry, longing for it. My legs quivered beneath me, my thighs twitching as the wetness from my release ran down to my knees.

  His cock slapped at my ass as he rubbed my pussy, dipping his fingers inside my tender channel. “You get so wet. I love it.” He let his fingers, still slick from entering me, rub against the tight star of my ass, and then he pressed against it. “One day, I want to take this.” He leaned over and kissed my shoulder as he entered me. “Would you let me?”

  I would let him do anything he wanted, but I couldn’t tell him that just yet. “Yes,” was all I said as I ground myself against him, tilting my ass upward and rolling it as he filled my pussy again with his giant cock and worked his hips.

  “Good girl.” His vo
ice was strangled, and he worked his pace up to a fevered thrust. “I’m going to come, baby.” He started to pull out and tensed up for a few seconds, as if he was reconsidering it, but proceeded to pull out and release his seed all over my bare ass.

  He slapped my ass playfully and kissed my lower back. I fell to the bed and rolled over to my side, not yet ready to move otherwise. My legs trembled, and I was spent.

  Once I felt like my legs would hold me again, I went to the bathroom to clean up.

  When I came back into the room, Tate was propped up on one elbow watching me.

  “Stop,” he said.

  I stopped in my tracks. “Stop what?” I stood there, at the foot of the bed, completely naked and turning pinker by the second.

  “Right there, and turn around for me. I want to see you.” He smiled sweetly, and it was hard to resist anything he’d ask of me. So I turned around.

  “God, you are beautiful,” he said.

  Feeling a bit self-conscious as he was staring at me, I came around the side of the bed and went to slip in under the covers. Before I climbed in, something caught my eye.

  On the desk near his bed, I saw prints of his photographs. “Are these from the shoot?” I picked up one that he’d framed, the dark sky was a perfect match for the black frame, and at the bottom, printed into the photo was a small white rectangle with a title. “Kami’s Sky?”

  “It’s the photo you took. I wanted to frame it for you.” He rolled across the bed and got to his feet, standing naked beside me.

  “I can keep it?” I searched his eyes and then held the photo out to look at it.

  “Of course. I can always print another one for me. But I wanted you to have it.”

  “Kami’s Sky?” I tilted my head thinking it sounded a lot like Kami’s Guy. “It reminds me of Hendrix.”

  “Hendrix?”

  “Yeah, like when he says, “kiss the sky” in Purple Haze, and people think he’s saying, “Kiss this guy.” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

  “See, you get me. Now granted, I hadn’t thought of Hendrix, but I did like that it sounded like Kami’s guy too.” He sat on the bed, and I turned to see that his cock was standing at attention again.

  “So, do you mean, Orion or yourself?” I had to know if he really meant that I was his girl or if it was the sex talking.

  “I kind of meant both. I mean, the image is of Orion, but I thought it would remind you of our time together too.” He reached out and took my hand, and I left the picture on the desk as he pulled me into his lap. I straddled him, his thick length jutting up between us.

  “Someone’s ready for more.” I ground my hips into his cock, and he chuckled.

  “I am.” I caught the way he looked when he said it, and couldn’t help but think he was talking about more than sex.

  “Me too.” I lifted a brow. I wanted to spend more time with him and hopefully, build what we had into so much more. “Do you think you could teach me more about shooting the stars?”

  “Absolutely. How about you and I take a weekend trip out west and camp beneath the sky?” He brushed my hair back from my shoulders and kissed the top of my breasts. “You can bring your camera, and I’ll bring mine. I’ll show you a few tricks.”

  “I’ll show you some tricks too.” I ran my hand up his length, and he hissed a breath between his teeth.

  “I’d love that. Why don’t we take this discussion to the shower?”

  I kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip, and nodded. He lifted me up and walked us to his bathroom where he turned on the shower and pulled me in behind him.

  He held me there a moment, letting the water warm us, and then he lifted me up into his arms, and put my back to the wall. Once we had gotten our balance, he gripped his cock and centered it, and I cried out as he pushed it into my already tender channel.

  He slowly pumped in and out of me and I held on tight as he consumed me. I couldn’t get my mind around how someone like him, so sexy and talented, could make me feel so good about myself and say and do all the right things. It was all still too good to be true, but I was going to enjoy it all while I could.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN – TATE

  I got up late and spent the rest of my morning trying to catch up with my admin duties. Over the past two weeks, since Kami and I had finally gone all the way, I had been so wrapped up in spending time with her that I’d neglected my agreement with Hazen.

  I was trying to be a good friend and help they guy out, but I hated that I had to sit and spend time sending out messages to people I never intended to hold a real conversation with. My message box was overloaded, and the notifications were through the roof. I had to keep remembering to turn the stupid ping off

  I felt bad keeping multiple secrets from Kami, but it wasn’t like I was spending time on the site trying to find a hookup. I had no interest in anyone but my Kami. She was the only woman for me. Our trip was planned for the upcoming weekend, and I couldn’t wait to have her all alone for the entire time.

  I sent out my standard message to all the new women on the site and waited to get bombarded. Over the past weeks, the ladies had sent me everything from their numbers and addresses, to shots of them completely nude, and one woman wanted me to see just how good she was at blow jobs and sent a video of her sucking a huge black dildo. I had deleted them all and not responded more than “nice.” I didn’t want to encourage more of the behavior, which was funny, because the old me, before Kami, would have welcomed it, and then fucked them all.

  It would stand to reason, that if I were getting loads of messages, then Kami was too. I’d tried to refrain from snooping over to her account to see what she’d been up to, if anything.

  My window of opportunity was closing and I needed to produce an heir.

  First, I needed to know for sure that she was as serious me as I was about her. I took a deep breath and hit her profile through my admin feature.

  There were several messages from men who wanted nothing more than to fuck her and leave her, and a few from some of the new registers hoping to score attention. My blood raced when I saw that she had last been on just that morning and upon further inspection, she’d thanked one of the men for telling her what a knock out she was in her photo.

  That wouldn’t have been so bad, but she’d told him “likewise” in regards to his own profile image. The guy was good-looking enough I supposed, and I could see why she might be interested if she weren’t seeing me.

  Not yet. Not officially or exclusively. I would remedy that soon enough.

  I decided to look closer into Michael Smith’s profile and found that he was already chatting up a few other women. Nothing too serious, nothing too perverted, but he had sent a photo of his cock upon request. I looked at the photo of a hand gripping a fat-headed, erect cock. “I’m bigger, Asshole.” Though not by much. I decided to flag him as ‘reported’ and put his account on a three-day suspension.

  “Sorry, Asshole, but you’re not getting close to my girl.” And I damned sure didn’t want him sending her a cock pic. No. Fucking. Way.

  I was just about to log off when I got a ping telling me about a message. I opened the file, and it was a response to my standard hello. It’s nice to see a handsome face here. How are you?

  I didn’t know what to say, and at least the woman was polite and not perverted. I had to continue to play the part and I could at least be civil. I arrowed over the message box and prepared to type. I’m good; you’re not so bad yourself. Hope you’re having a wonderful day.

  With that, I was about to log off, but then my phone rang. “Hello?” The number hadn’t been familiar.

  “Hi, this is Steven Pratt from the local observatory. Your friend Kami Kendrick and I had a conversation down at the Loving Cup, and she told me that you’re a wonderfully talented astral photographer.”

  I had met Steven Pratt way back when I first started, but he didn’t seem that interested.

  “Hi, Steven. We’ve met, actually. It’s been some time
ago, but I came down to the observatory and got a map from you. We talked a bit, but you were quite busy at the time planning an event.”

  “Oh yes, I kind of remember that. You came in, and I was working on the yearly Galaxy Gala. It’s our largest charity event of the year. As a matter of fact, that’s why I’m calling. We’re going to need some images made into murals, and I’d like to use some of yours if you’re interested. Not only that, but I was hoping we could maybe feature your art in an exhibit the night before and during.”

  “That would be great.”

  “We’ll pay you for the prints we use for the murals, of course, and the cost of enlarging them, but I’d like to go over some of the shots and maybe our committee could choose four or so?”

  Four photos selling would be awesome for my Dream Weavers project, but having my work on display would be even better. “So, Kami told you about me, huh?”

  “Oh yeah, that girl’s probably your biggest fan. She was raving about you.”

  “Yeah, she’s a great girl. So, when would you like to get together?” And just like that I was dropping down his name and number on the pad beside me and marking my calendar.

  Once I got off the phone, I logged off my computer, not before noticing I had a few more hits from the woman, and turning off my notifications.

  I was so excited about the exhibit and dying to see Kami, who I knew was at work, that I got up and threw on some jeans and a tee and headed out to the Loving Cup.

  The place was busy, but most everyone was already seated with their coffee, sipping and chatting. I looked around and didn’t see Kami, but figured the cue of bells on the door would bring her out front. When it didn’t, I walked around to the side, near the restrooms, where I found her and her ex, Devin, arguing in the small hallway that led to the back.

  “I know you were in there; I want my key!” Her head turned up as she finished her sentence and she grew wide-eyed seeing me step up behind Devin.

  “I don’t like being accused. Why don’t you bitch at Rain or Aunt Helen and ask them what the fuck happened?” He turned around and saw me. “Oh, what did you do; call your rich prick boyfriend and tell him?”