Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Oh… fuck,” I roar as my dick pulses out cum into her virgin pussy. We cling to each other as it empties out of me and enters her.
I hope it gets where I need it to go. I hope it’s coating her fresh womb right now.
The intense heated orgasm works its way through my body, filling me with bliss and taking away some of the edginess I’ve been feeling.
I know she’s mine now.
I look down at her with her eyes closed—the poor girl looks exhausted—and I’m hit with a wave of possession. I’ve never felt possessive of anything like I am of her.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep her by my side.
She’s mine.
And that’s how it’s going to stay.
Forever.
Chapter Nine
Lauren
“Mmmmm,” I moan as I watch Owen pull up his ax and bring it crashing down, slicing the log in two.
He turns and looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “Is this really what you want to do this morning?”
I blow on my coffee and then hide my grin with the cup. “Keep going please.”
He shrugs those big shoulders and then lines up another log on the chopping block. We woke up, had sex in bed, ate breakfast, and then Owen asked me what I wanted to do today. My shift starts at three, so I have a few hours before work. I could only think of one thing I wanted to do—watch Owen chop wood shirtless.
His place is gorgeous. I’m sitting at the patio table outside and watching this man’s exquisite body with the best view in Montana behind him. Mountains, towering trees, more sky than you could imagine, and predator birds swooping through the sky. I’m so happy I left Bloomington. It can’t compete with this magical place.
He slams his ax into the chunk of wood with a grunt and I feel more heat swirling inside me. I’m getting so wet as I watch him. All that clenching and twisting and rippling of hard taut muscle with every move he makes. His arms are carved to perfection with sexy tattoos running along them. His chest is a thing of beauty. His back a work of art.
I could never get tired of this. I wouldn’t even need a TV if I lived with this man.
His deep animalistic grunting takes me back to last night. My pussy aches as I remember the thick way he felt inside of me, stretching me, filling me, molding my body to the shape of his hard cock. I want more… He’s opened up a part of me that I’ve kept closed for so long. Now that it’s out, there’s no putting it back in.
“Are you enjoying the view?” he asks with a smirk as he places a log on the chopping block and stands back up. He’s breathing a little heavier with those big strong shoulders moving up and down. I’m hypnotized by them. I’m mesmerized by this rich sexy mountain man.
“It would be better if you lost the jeans,” I say with a sly smile before taking a sip of coffee. “Just saying.”
Uh oh. I did it now…
He drops the ax and narrows his heated eyes as he starts walking toward me like he’s about to devour me whole. I swallow hard and put my coffee on the table.
“Is there some other wood you want to see?” he asks in that throaty voice that I’m quickly learning means he’s turned on. “Some long, hard, thick wood?”
My body shivers as I roam my eyes down his hard muscular body. His jeans are hung low on his hips, showing off his chiseled pelvis. He’s so fucking hot.
He comes right up to me and towers over my tingling body. “If I have to take it off,” he says as he fucks me with his blue eyes, “then so do you.”
“Out here?” I ask as I look around. It’s a nice spring day, but there’s still snow on the ground. I’m not as used to the elements as he is.
He nods as he drags his finger up my chest, snaking it between my breasts. My nipples harden with his teasing hand so close.
“Us mountain men don’t mind fucking in the snow,” he says. “It’s the best part of winter.”
I stand up and drag my palm along his hard cock as I give him a flirty look. “Winter is almost over, so we better get on with it then.”
I give him a challenging look as I bend over the table and wiggle my ass in the air.
If you told me last week that I was about to be fucked by my boss outside of all places, I wouldn’t have believed you. But Owen’s changed everything. He’s opened my eyes and made me discover parts of myself that I didn’t know were there.
I’m just going to go with it from now on. No fighting the inevitable anymore.