Page 10 of Ignited By the Mountain Man
Her pain-creased brow began to smooth. Her gasps softened, morphing into something else, something needier. Her hips gavea tiny, experimental rock against mine, and a low moan vibrated in her throat. The sound went straight to my cock.
"That's it," I encouraged her, my voice a rough whisper. "Just like that. Take what you need from me."
Surprisingly, her hand joined mine, her fingers covering my own. Then I moved my hand and watched as she rubbed her clit in frantic, desperate circles. The sight of her touching herself while I was buried inside her was my undoing. My thrusts lost their careful rhythm, becoming harder and deeper, driven by a primal need I could no longer contain.
"Silas!" she cried out, her head falling back. “I’m…I’m going to…”
Her inner muscles began to flutter around me, a frantic, rhythmic pulse that milked my cock. I drove into her one last time, my own release tearing through me with a force that stole my vision. I shouted her name, a raw, broken sound, as I poured myself into the condom.
Through the blinding haze of my orgasm, I felt her climax peak, her body convulsing around mine, her cries mingling with my own. I collapsed over her, catching my weight on my arms, and buried my face in the sweat-dampened curve of her neck, our ragged breaths the only sound in the room.
I held her there for a long time, still joined, until our heartbeats slowed. Finally, I pulled out and disposed of the condom before gathering her into my arms, holding her against my chest as if she were the most precious thing I’d ever held. Because she was. That table would forever be sacred ground, the place where I didn't just take her, but where she gave me everything, and where I gave her my forever in return.
5
KEELY
The only thing better than the pumpkin spice latte was the glow I had as I walked from booth to booth.
Last night had been the most amazing night of my life, and it was only the beginning. That much was clear as I wandered around, talking to vendors and enjoying the crisp mountain air.
"I fell in love with this town," Sienna, one of the vendors, said with a big smile. "In fact, I'm moving here. Just have to talk to my parents. They own a farm in Georgia."
Her words piqued my interest. "What made you decide to move here?"
That was when her face really lit up, her smile widening and her eyes twinkling. "His name's Blade. He lives here. I just met him, but I know it's the real thing."
My eyes widened. "Already?"
She shrugged. "When you know, you know, right?"
"Right. That seems to happen a lot around here, doesn't it?"
She nodded. "There's something in the water in this town. Women come here and they don't leave. But I think it's more the men they meet here than the water."
I clamped my lips together. I wanted so badly to confide in her about the man I'd just met. But that wouldn't be professional. I had to stick to the interview.
"Excuse me," Sienna suddenly said.
I stepped back as two women walked up to the table. Was it my imagination, or did one give me a dirty look? I hid behind my disposable coffee cup, taking a mindless sip.
I took another step back and looked down the row of vendors. Across from us was another row, and in between, a dozen or so people wandered around. Even more were standing in front of various booths.
I looked around for a friendly face but didn't see one. Near the popcorn booth, two women stood talking. When I caught their eye, they turned and pretended to be interested in the popcorn.
Sienna was alone again, and her eyes were on me. After looking around to make sure the coast was clear, I started walking toward her. As I approached, she glanced to her right after the women who'd just left, then turned her attention to me.
"What's going on?" I asked. "I feel like people are talking about me."
"They said something." She shook her head. "They told me I shouldn't talk to you. That you're just going to paint everyone here as simple mountain folk. I told them that was the opposite of what you're doing, and they should give you a chance." She looked off to the side. "I definitely got an outsider vibe."
"I think in a town like this, it takes a while for people to warm up to you, which is weird because I haven't felt that vibe since I've been here. Everyone’s seemed welcoming so far." I paused. "Maybe the key is hooking up with one of the local guys."
She laughed at that, and I opened my mouth to reveal my secret. I was hooking up with one of the local guys, but it wasmore than hooking up. I was madly in love, just as she was with her mountain man.
But again, before I could say anything, someone interrupted. This time, it was the very mountain man I couldn't stop thinking about.
"Ready for that tour?" Silas asked.
