Page 20 of My Devoted Mountain Man

"Fletcher!"

The look on his face tells me everything. It's happening now. He opens his trousers and lets himself out. Fuck he's still in his suit and looks so goddamn hot I can't take it. I love how vulnerable I am when I’m naked like this, and he is fully clothed.

Our gazes meet, and I see the satisfaction in his eyes once he slides deep inside me. It's like we're connected now. Exactly how I like it. His thrusts are slow and measured because, of course, he likes to torture me.

The tingling increases, and it's like an invitation to the promised land. He pulls my legs up to his shoulders and starts moving faster and faster inside me.

"You are the most precious thing I have, Erika."

I grab onto his jacket to pull him closer, but he stays still, hovering above me.

"Your pussy was made for me. It feels so perfectly tight around me, and it's driving me crazy. I could blow any second now."

"Do it. Fill me with your cum."

"When I'm ready, sweetheart," he drawls.

I roll my eyes at him, and he laughs out loud. He keeps pumping in and out of me, and now I can almost reach it—it's so close.

"Damn it, Fletcher, I'm almost there."

"Oh yeah? Let's do something about that."

He reaches down to my clit and starts circling it with his thumb. The intense sensation helps me start to unravel and I feel myself begin to clench around his hard cock. It's like I'mstrangling his delicious cock, but I can't help myself. Not that he's going to complain about it.

I scream a bunch of obscenities when the orgasm hits me, and I both hear and feel when Fletcher finally lets go and floods my womb with his thick cream. At last, he collapses on top of me, not caring that he's suffocating me. He knows I can take it.

A few moments later, he moves to lie beside me and pulls me into his arms. The fabric of his suit is scratchy against my sensitive skin, and I pinch his side.

"What's that for?"

"You're wearing too many clothes."

His laugh does something to me deep down, and I just grab him tighter so he can't move.

"Do you think we made a baby?" I ask.

"Maybe. Why are you so eager to cut our alone time? You know our lives will change completely after we start having children."

I start to panic and try to pull out of his embrace, but he won't let me.

"Slow down. I want them as much as you do. I just really enjoy our time together. I'm in no hurry to be a father."

"You scared me."

"I just asked you to marry me. I'm in this for the long haul, sweetheart."

His hand goes up and down my arm in a soothing motion, and I start to relax back into his embrace. We fall asleep like that, and it's not until the middle of the night that I feel him shift in bed, now fully naked and with naughty intentions.

I'm all for continuing our celebration and realize that he's right. Our future children can wait. This is our time, and I wouldn't have it any other way. After another round of hot sex, we say soft words to one another.

"I love you, Fletcher."

"I love you, too. Erika."

It's exactly as it should be.

Epilogue

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