Page 39 of Restored By the Mountain Man
She sees my face pinch in anger, thinking of all the men trying to dance with her. Zoe laughs, her morning voice raspy. Mostly from all the times she screamed in pleasure. She takes the back of my head and pulls me in for a kiss.
She nibbles my bottom lip. “Don’t do that.”
“Do what?” I ask.
”I may love to have fun, but I’m a very faithful partner once I commit. That doesn’t mean I can’t be a wing woman for my girl. Just know I’ll always be coming home to you.”
I smile, “Is that so?”
She nods. “Mm-hmm. You’re lying next to a legend. I’m good at a lot of things.”
“I’m well aware, Sweet Cheeks,” I say, grabbing her ass, pulling her body closer to press my lips to her forehead.
She hums in satisfaction before pulling back abruptly. “Oh my God! I’m should tell you this before Laurel uses it as blackmail one day. Okay, so I don’t have the best reputation with bosses.”
I raise my brow, wondering where this is going.
“Choose your words carefully. I am your boss, you know?”
Zoe gasps. “Oh my God. I’m sleeping with my boss. I full on forgot.” She pulls out of my arms. “Now that I think about it. This is not going to work. All my bosses always turn out to be assholes.”
Glaring, I wait, wondering if she’s being serious until she cracks. Zoe falls against me laughing.
“You think you’re funny, don’t you?” I growl, bending over her, biting her neck.
Zoe squeals, fighting against my hold. “I know I am. But seriously, my first job after college, my boss at the time was such a dick.”
“Want me to kick his ass?” I ask, half-joking.
“Yes,” she laughs. “I need past Ezra to drive his happy, firm ass over to Portland and put the fear of God in him. You wouldn’t even have to do anything. He’d probably piss himself just from you walking into the room.”
I chuckle. “Okay.”
“So, little Mr. Tiny Dick,” she continues.
“How do you know he had a tiny dick?” I ask.
“Let me educate you. Women know when men have big dick energy. This motherfucker did not. He was a total misogynist. I loved mixing up his lunch order all the time,” she smirked. “At his anniversary party for the company, I knew I was quitting. Laurel and I were setting up another job for me. So, I made sure to leave with a bang.”
“Uh oh,” I shake my head, pulling her body over mine. Her legs straddle my hips. We both moan, feeling the other fitperfectly in place. “What did you do, Sweet Cheeks?” I massage her ass with my hand.
Her hips grind on my hardened shaft. Gasping, she continues, pretending not to be distracted. “I sent a ridiculous decorated cake to the party and had the bakery write on it,‘I Lack BDE’. I told him the bakery fucked up. No way would I have done such a thing.”
“BDE?”
“Keep up, Handsome. Big. Dick. Energy.” She laughs.
“You were smiling the whole time, weren’t you?” I ask, grinning.
“Hell yeah,” she smiles, leaning down and taking my mouth.
Instantly, I take over, grabbing her hair at the back of her head and tilting it so I can deepen the kiss. Reaching down, Zoe takes me in hand and lines me up. We’re both so wet that sliding in is as easy as breathing.
Fuck, it feels like home.
I lose myself lazily in her body before the sun’s fully crested the mountains. Zoe rises, sliding her hands over my chest, arching her back as she rides me.
“You feel so fucking good, baby,” I grip her ass, guiding her over my cock.
