Page 19 of My Mountain Man Valentine
As he says it, he creeps up the bed. His hand slides up my leg, causing heat to course all through my body. I try to sit up, and Ethan tuts at me.
“No moving, Lucy. Your ankle’s being knocked enough.”
“But I want to touch you.” My fingers itch to run over his body, to tangle in his hair, to pull him close to me.
“You’ll get your chance, but for now, I’m doing the touching.”
I rest back on my elbows and let the sensation of his hands exploring my body overwhelm me. Slowly, his fingers trail over every part of me. He doesn’t seem to mind my chunky thighs or the rolls around my belly.
He takes his time caressing me, his fingers trailing backwards and forwards over my thighs, then creeping up over my belly and torso. I’m still wearing my bra, and this time he unclips it and I shrug it off my shoulders.
I’ve never been this exposed to anyone before. But I trust him with my body. Instead of feeling vulnerable like I thought I would, I feel powerful. I feel safe.
Ethan palms my breasts in his hands, teasing the nipples with his fingers. I thrust my chest forward, wanting more of his touch. My pussy is throbbing and I shift my hips forward, wanting him to touch me down there.
But he continues his slow exploration of my body.
“You’re beautiful, Lucy. So fucking beautiful.”
No one’s called me beautiful before, and my heart swells at his words. It’s only what men say in the heat of passion, I tell my stupid heart.
Ethan’s probably done this with countless other women, said these exact words, made every single one of them feel special.
The thought makes my chest tight, and I push down the soft feelings. It’s a one night stand. We’ve made a deal, and it would be stupid to think it means anything more. It’s just my inexperienced heart reacting to the intimacy.
Ethan’s warm mouth closes around my left nipple, and all thoughts flee my mind. I lose myself in the sensation of his warm mouth on my skin. I let myself go and live in the moment and let my body take over from my heart.
Ethan pauses to get the other condom from my backpack, and this time when he enters me it’s in a slow steady glide that fills me up. My back arches and my legs wrap around him, pulling him in deeper.
I grab his shoulders and cling onto this man, this stranger who has become my entire world for this one night.
We rock together, my soft cries mixing with his groans. His mouth finds mine, and our bodies press together so there’s no space between us. I lift my hips to meet his, forcing him deeper inside until we come together in a tangle of limbs and sweat, our cries echoing around the cabin.
When we’re finished, we lie side by side in the small bed. He pulls my body flush against his, and I fall asleep tucked into his side with his arm draped over me.
If this is what a one night stand feels like, then I’m a fool for waiting this long. But as I drift off to sleep safe in his arms, I suspect that I could have a hundred one night stands and it would never feel like this.
10
ETHAN
Iwake in the night with a warm body pressed against me and a raging hard-on. Lucy moves so slowly at first I think she’s asleep. Then her hips roll backwards, pressing her backside into my already hard cock.
She does it again, and this time I grab her hips and grind her against me.
“You’re awake.”
“Yeah.” Her voice is husky in the darkness. “Can we do it again?”
My God, this woman is insatiable. And I can’t get enough of her either. “If that’s what you want.”
I slide my hand around her waist and pull her body closer to mine. My lips find her shoulder in the dark and I kiss her, sweeping her hair out of the way to nuzzle her neck.
My hand finds her breasts and I cup them, grinding my palm into the nipple. Lucy lets out a little moan, which has become my favorite sound.
Suddenly she stiffens and lets out a frustrated sigh.
“What is it?” I pause my movements.
