{"id":254353,"date":"2026-07-13T03:28:31","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T00:28:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/beyond-the-mountain-sky-gwyn-mcnamee\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T03:28:31","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T00:28:31","slug":"beyond-the-mountain-sky-gwyn-mcnamee","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/beyond-the-mountain-sky-gwyn-mcnamee\/","title":{"rendered":"Beyond The Mountain Sky – Gwyn Mcnamee"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It doesn\u2019t take long for that heated tingle to start at the base of my spine, and my balls to draw up impossibly tight. It\u2019s been way too fucking long since I\u2019ve felt a woman\u2019s touch, since anything has gotten me off beside my own hand. And even that hasn\u2019t happened in almost a year, since any inclination for that type of release disappeared as the nightmares came.<\/p>\n

I groan, my hips wanting to thrust, to drive into her, to move, and she reaches out with her free hand and clutches my ass, urging me forward, encouraging me to do precisely what my body craves. Fucking hell, this woman. And I can\u2019t stop it. I start to move in time with her motions. The twisting of her palm on my slick shaft. The licking and intense suction. It crescendos into a symphony of pleasure and agony that I can\u2019t take anymore. Sweet torture.<\/p>\n

\u201cLucky, I\u2019m gonna come.\u201d I feel, rather than see, her smile around my cock, and she somehow manages to suck me even deeper before she draws back on my shaft with a suction so tight my feet lift up onto my toes and I\u2019m coming straight down her throat. Wave after wave of pleasure surges through me as I unleash hot spurts that she swallows down greedily. Each one feels like releasing something that\u2019s been pent up for far too long\u2014all that tension, worry, and fear melting away as she brings me pure ecstasy.<\/p>\n

By the time I\u2019m done and she finally pulls free from my cock, I can barely open my eyes to gaze down at her. I brush my thumb across her swollen bottom lip, hovering only an inch from where she still clutches my shaft. \u201cFucking hell. That was\u2026\u201d Raising a pleased brow, she waits for me to come up with a word to describe it, but all I can do is shake my head and grin at her.<\/p>\n

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\u00a9 2025 Gwyn McNamee All rights reserved. Except as permitted by U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without prior permission of the author. The scanning, uploading, and distribution of this book via the Internet or via other means without the permission of the publisher is illegal and punishable by law. Please purchase only authorized electronic editions and do not participate in or encourage electronic piracy of copyrighted materials.<\/p>\n

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, establishments, or organizations, and incidents are either products of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously to give a sense of authenticity. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Cover Model: Jon; Photographer: Wander Aguiar Cover Design: Y\u2019all That Graphics Editing: Encompass Press 1kitap1.com\/en To anyone who ever ran from the past and found a brighter future in the place you least expected it\u2026<\/p>\n

1kitap1.com\/en CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Epilogue About the Author 1kitap1.com\/en T 1 LIAM he last trickle of daylight disappears behind the highest peak of McBride Mountain, taking with it any ability I had left to plaster on a fake smile and pretend I was actually enjoying the Memorial Day Festival this year.<\/p>\n

It used to be my favorite time of year. The start of summer. When McBride Mountain truly comes alive again after making it through the cold, snowy winter that often feels never-ending. Days grow longer and warmer. The sun stays up well into the evening. All the plants and animals wake up and begin relishing it all.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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