Page 84 of Entangled with a Mountain Man

"Everett," she whimpers, her thighs trembling, her body tensing.

"I'm right here, baby," I murmur, thrusting deeper, harder, filling her with every inch.

"Yes," she moans, her orgasm crashing through her.

Her pussy clenches around my cock, the sensation sending me over the edge.

I erupt, filling her with my cum. My body shudders, the pleasure intense and overwhelming.

She collapses against me, her chest heaving, her heart pounding against mine.

I wrap my arms around her, holding her close. The weight of her body anchors me, grounds me, and for a moment, I forget about everything else.

I press a soft kiss to her shoulder, savoring her skin's sweet, salty taste.

"Stay with me tonight."

Kenzie looks up, searching my eyes for what I don't know. "Are you sure? I don't want you to feel?—"

"I want to fall asleep beside me."

She hesitates, her gaze darting to the stairs. "And the girls?"

"Before or after they cheer?" I smile.

"But if you change?—"

"I won't." My hands glide over her hips and squeeze her ass. You're so sexy and smell?—"

"Everett…" It sounds like a moan. I place a series of kisses over her shoulder and up her neck. Her hand cups my face, and her body rocks closer.

"I need you…"

"You also need sleep…"

"Say yes, Mackenzie…." I nibble on her ear, and my hand feathers up her spine.

"Yes…"

I scoop Kenzie into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carry her up the stairs. Her lips find my neck, trailing hot kisses along my jaw. My grip on her tightens, desire coursing through me.

We reach my bedroom, and I kick the door shut behind us, flicking the lock with one hand. Kenzie's eyes widen at the sound, and I can't help but chuckle.

"Just making sure we're not interrupted," I murmur, nipping at her earlobe.

She shivers in my arms, her breath catching. "Good thinking."

I lay her gently on the bed, drinking in the sight of her. Kenzie props herself up on her elbows, watching me with hooded eyes as I strip off my shirt and sweats. Her gaze roams over my body, lingering on the bruises blooming across my ribs.

"Everett," she breathes, concern furrowing her brow. "Are you?—"

I silence her with a kiss, deep and hungry. "I'm fine," I growl against her lips. "Just need you."

Kenzie responds by tugging off the shirt she's wearing—my shirt—and tossing it aside. The sight of her bare brown skin steals my breath.

I crawl onto the bed, covering her body with mine. Our lips meet again, tongues tangling as hands roam and explore. Kenzie's fingers trace the contours of my back, sending chills through my body.

I trail kisses along her jaw, down her neck, savoring the sweet taste of her skin. My hand cups her breast, thumb brushing over her hardened nipple. Kenzie arches into my touch, a soft moan escaping her lips.

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