"Climb, Heidi. Get a grip. You know you can do it. Feel the mountain. Learn it. Accept it." She pressed herself against the face of ragged rock, closed her eyes and attempted to absorb the vibrations pressing against her body.
"Submit to it. You're fighting it and she won't yield to you that way."
"Like you," she whispered against the unyielding granite gouging her cheek.
She felt Kolt drag himself up behind her. Felt his body heat press into her, his breath against her cold, exposed cheek, his firm hand, steadying her, traveling up over her buttock to anchor at her waist, holding her steady. Her breathing grew raspy. She was pressed between him and the mountain, neither one yielding, both wanting her submission.
She felt Kolt's hands like brands upon her body. "You're fighting it, Heidi. You're too stiff, too unyielding. She won't bend for you, you have to decide whether you're willing to give her what she wants. Only then will she share her secrets with you."
Her teeth chattered, but it wasn't from the cold air at this elevation. "What do you want, Kolt?"
"From the mountain?"
"No. From me."
She felt him press closer, felt the rock face dig into her flesh. Felt his hard cock press between the cheeks of her ass. She hated to admit that the dual sensations were driving her to distraction. He had made her so needy for his touch that she couldn't concentrate. It was a good thing the harness was attached to a strong rope because she had a feeling the mountain had lost her attention. Her gloved grip tightened on the anchor she had just set in place.
"Hold tight, Heidi." He positioned himself behind her, his breaths pluming hotly against the side of her face.
"What are you going to do?"
"Help you with your concentration." One of his large hands slid inside the front of her pants as he plastered himself to her body, and she sucked in cold air.
"You can't do that here. Someone might see us."
His fingers drifted closer to her stiff clit, folding back the lips of her labia. She couldn't help it when a groan escaped her lips.
"You like that?" he asked as his cool fingertips feathered over her lips and around her clit. "You're wet, Heidi, so wet."
"Kolt," she tried to deny the desire he was banking inside her.
"Keep your hands on the anchor and your feet notched on the ledge. Don't move, Heidi. Not an inch."
Two fingers entered her vagina. "Nice, Heidi, very nice. You're so hot and wet and tight. Spread your legs."
She inched her feet out, felt the passion building to a roaring blaze that could melt the snow on the peaks above. She was finding it hard to control her breathing. She shuddered with pleasure as his fingers sank deeper.
"I won't let you fall, Heidi. Do you trust me?"
Showers of sparks leaped before her eyes. "Yes," she gasped. His fingers curled inside her and she groaned again. "I can't take much more."
"Yes, you can. Hold that thought. Don't you dare topple over the edge until I tell you."
"I don't think I can hold on."
"Of course you can. Give yourself to me. Completely."
"No, I can feel you holding back. Relax and yield. The mountain won't hurt you. And neither with I. Do you believe that?"
His fingers were spreading her, her juices flowing. He touched a spot and she thought she was going to die from the pleasure, right there. "Do you?" he demanded an answer.
"Yes," she managed to vocalize, but just barely, she was so swamped by the sensations overtaking her.
"Release the anchor," he commanded.
"What?" If she let it go, she was likely to fall and take him with her.
His feet were planted just outside of her own, one hand thrust inside her pants, the other now curled around her waist.
"Do it," he demanded, his warm hand cupping her moist mound. "Let go."
Taking a deep breath, she did as he said and suddenly felt the air sing around her as he powerfully pushed them away from the wall, dropping, and then spiraling out and coming around the face to land on a wide ledge. One brush across her clitoris and she was still flying, thrusting high, singing over the peaks and drifting back again into his arms. It was the most amazing experience she'd ever had in her life.
He pulled his fingers out of her dripping pussy and she dropped to her knees, gasping for breath. The drop was not as high as some, being perhaps a couple of thousand feet from the ground, but certainly enough to get her adrenalin pumping as she'd put her life in Kolt's hands. Even now, her heart thundered in her chest.
He undid her harness and pulled it from her body. She felt so weak she couldn't even help him. She heard it clatter to the ground. The cool breeze fluttered across her hot cheeks, her closed lids.
Kolt lifted her to her feet where she stood, weaving slightly. Her eyelids shot open when she realized he was divesting her of her shoes, pants, and shirt.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? Just help me get rid of these damn obstacles."
His hands were on her, all over her. Hot and hard and demanding. He leaned down to capture her lips in a long, drugging kiss that seemed to suck her very soul from inside her, leaving her weak and helpless in his arms.