He let out a low growl against my hot flesh, and the vibrations combined with the animalistic nature of the sound drove me even closer to my climax. His mouth continued to work against my clit, but it was his fingers that pushed me right over the edge, two of them penetrating me like a cock, then pumping in and out.
My orgasm shattered me, and I watched the shadows cast by the fire flicker on the ceiling as I lost myself to the indescribable pleasure. It was incredible to be shown so much attention from a man, and the frenzied way he ate at me as I came against his mouth made me feel like my body was being worshipped for the first time in my life.
It was a powerful, heady feeling that I wanted to experience again and again. But as I came down from my high, there was only one thing I wanted. To feel him,all of him,inside of me.
Before I had the chance to make that happen, a white light appeared on the ceiling above us, and I frowned.
“Connor,” I said, propping myself up on my elbows and looking toward the window with the parted curtains. The light was coming from outside, and now that I was paying attention, I could hear an engine between gusts of wind. “Someone’s here.”
Connor lifted his head with wide eyes. “What?”
I nodded toward the window and he was on his feet faster than I would have thought possible. He crossed to the window while I scrambled to get up and gather my clothes, my moment of bliss quickly dissipating.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Two snowmobiles,” Connor said, his voice lacking the excitement we both should have felt in that moment. When he turned back to look at me, his face was strangely expressionless. “It looks like we’re being rescued.”