Page 108 of Entangled with a Mountain Man

"Promise me something," he asks, kissing my stomach.

My eyes dip close as his hands wiggle between my thighs.

"Promise me you'll say…yes."

My eyes snap open, expecting to see a ring, and I see him lowering between my legs.

"To what?"

"This..."

His tongue slides between my folds. I'm lost in a world that's only us.

"Oh God," I moan.

He licks and sucks, his tongue sliding into me. My pussy spasms around him.

I writhe beneath him, my hips bucking, chasing the pleasure he's giving me.

"Everett," I plead.

His eyes find mine, dark with lust, his tongue relentless.

I come undone, my body shuddering, his name a cry on my lips.

"I need you," I gasp, reaching for him and pulling him close.

His lips find mine, his cock nudging at my entrance.

"I'm yours," he murmurs, thrusting into me.

I moan, arching into him, taking him deeper.

"So good," he growls, his fingers gripping my hips, pumping into me.

He fills me, stretching me, the pleasure bordering on pain.

"Yes," I whimper, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Fuck," he groans, his pace quickening, his cock slamming into me.

"Don't stop," I plead because I can never have too much.

"Never," he growls, his thumb circling my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me.

He fucks me hard, his thrusts deep and fast, his body moving against mine.

The air fills with the sounds of our bodies colliding, the wet slide of his cock, the ragged breaths, and my moans.

I cling to him, seconds away from shattering. And then he leans into me.

His voice is soft, barely more than a breath against her ear, as he whispers, “I promise to stand by you, through every high and low..."

He's fucking me so good that the emotions and sensations are almost too much.

"...to love you in every way I know how," he continues, his lips trailing down my neck.

Tears fill my eyes, my body trembling, on the verge of release.

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