Page 12 of The Mountain Man's Unexpected Bride
We work in perfect sync together, and having her right by my side does something to my insides. Little by little, Savannah is winning my heart, and I'm not completely against it. When everything is ready, we set up the table and I place the food on it.
The moans she makes when eating the food have gotten my dick to pay attention, and I keep looking at her lips as she puts food in her mouth. We're discussing this and that, and I think dinner is going well overall. Suddenly, she reaches out for more stir fry, and her juice spills all over the table.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."
She runs and gets a dish towel and starts frantically cleaning everything up. All the while, she's chanting "I'm sorry" as if it were a mantra. I get up from my seat and go to her. She's still cleaning, but there's nothing more to dry up.
I take the towel from her and still her hands. I realize she's in tears now, and it's all I can do to hold her. I don't want to overwhelm her even more, so I just stand there and use a napkin to dry her tears. She looks up at me with despair written all over her face.
"Please, please don't send me back. I'll do anything. Just don't send me back."
Then the tears start again, this time it’s more like a waterfall, and my heart breaks for her. There's only one thing to do. I put my arms around her and hold her tight. My hand goes up and down her back, soothing her, and I pray I find the right words to put her at ease.
"It's okay, princess. I would never send you back to that place. It's okay."
She's still sobbing uncontrollably in my arms, and I place kisses on her forehead while mumbling words of comfort.
"It's okay. You're safe now, my love. Let it all out."
It takes her a few minutes to regain her composure, but she eventually does. I take more napkins and dry her face. She's holding me tight, and I feel like I'm worth a million dollars just knowing I've managed to be her savior.
"I'm sorry, Brock."
I lift her face so that she's looking at me instead of looking down at the floor.
"It was an accident. Accidents happen all the time."
Her face is all flushed, and she looks even more beautiful than usual. This vulnerable side of her makes me want to become her protector for the rest of our lives. I can't help myself anymore, so I lower my face to hers and our lips meet.
Hers are soft and salty because of the tears, and I marvel at how well we fit together. It's a chaste kiss, and I'm about to pull back when she puts her hands around my neck and draws me in. Her kiss is sloppy and inexperienced but it has an instant effect on my cock.
I follow her lead and let her explore as much as she wants. Could this be her first kiss? It must be. For me, it's the most amazing kiss I've ever experienced, and I start to deepen it. I lick the seam of her lips, and she opens up to me.
A flash of heat goes through my body when our tongues intertwine and start doing a seductive dance with each other. This woman is irresistible to me, and I don't ever want to let her go. When I feel tears going down her face, I push back to see what is going on.
"Are you okay?"
She nods, but I'm not convinced. She looks so vulnerable right now. So I pull her back into my embrace and just hold her there for as long as I can.
Chapter 6
Savannah
Iwake up and get ready for the day. Brock said he was going to give me a tour of the town at the bottom of the mountain, so I know where to find everything. The problem is, I can't forget that kiss and the meltdown that led to it.
It's true that my life has been hard, but I thought I was handling it well. The thought of going back to being a mistreated slave was too much for me to bear. Then he kissed me, and now all I can think about is how it made me feel.
It awakened things in my body that I'd never felt before. I was trembling by the time it ended, and I think Brock thought it was because of the episode I had. It wasn't. It was a response tohow my body felt. My blood practically boiled in response to our entwining tongues, and I felt warmth between my legs.
In the past, I never thought of relationships and sex, but my eyes are being opened right now by the body response caused by this amazing man. I do worry, though, that he kissed me because he felt sorry for me. I don't want his pity.
As we begin driving down the mountain, I am in awe of the beauty of this place.
"Can we have a picnic this afternoon? Out here in the wilderness?"
"That's a great idea. I'll get some things at the grocery store. Do you enjoy nature?"
"I've…never had the opportunity to experience it. It all looks beautiful and peaceful."
