Page 9 of A Very Mountain Man Wooing

“I mean it. Just one night,” Anise says, and I glance at her out of the corner of my eye.

I hate this, but I’m going to find a way to convince her that this should be more.

This is a huge step forward in our relationship; I remind myself.She’s finally letting her guard down around me.

This could be my way to get my foot in the door with her, and then I’ll show her how perfect we are together. I’ll make her fall in love with me, and then she’ll never want to leave me. One night will never be enough for either of us.

We turn into my driveway, and I park, rounding the hood to her side and pulling her out of the truck.

“Okay, anything else? Any other rules?” I ask as I drag her up to my house.

“Um, not right now. I’ll let you know if I think of anything else.”

“Sounds good,” I say, pushing her up against the door and lifting her into my arms.

She moans as I press my body against hers and squeeze her round ass in my hands.

“Maybe we shouldn’t kiss,” she says when our mouths are just a millimeter apart.

“No,” I say, refusing to agree to that.

“Whit…”

“Let’s just try it once. Then you can decide,” I say as I grind myself against that sweet juncture between her thighs.

“I… Uh,” she moans, and I do it again.

“Anise? Can I kiss you?” I ask huskily, and she nods hurriedly.

“Yes,” she moans as I lick a path up her neck.

I nip her bottom lip, and she gasps. The sound is like music to my ears, and I make it my mission to hear that sound again.

My lips claim hers, and I tangle one hand in her hair, angling her head back so I can plunder her mouth. She opens for me, and I slip my tongue into her mouth, getting my first taste of Anise.

She tastes like cherries, something I’ve never cared for before, but suddenly I’m addicted to the taste.

Anise moans, and her arms wrap twine around my neck as she clings to me. I press against her more and flatten her between me and the wall.

“I need you,” she gasps when we come up for air, and I nod.

“You have me.”

She wraps her legs around my waist, and I grip her ass as I carry her down the short hallway of my cabin and into the bedroom. Her eyes are closed as I lay her down on the bed and brace myself over her.

“Can I kiss you here?” I ask her, my voice coming out huskily as I pull her sweater up and run my fingers over her full, ripe breasts.

“Yes!” She exclaims, and I smile to myself.

“So eager,” I murmur as I bend my head and trail kisses across the swell of her tit.

Anise writhes beneath my lips, and I tug down the cup of her bra. I had to take her clothes off last night, but I left her bra and panties on. I didn’t trust myself to strip her completely bare and have her in my bed.

“Whit!” She moans, and the sound is like a shot to my balls.

My cock hardens in my jeans, and I press against the juncture of her thighs to try to relieve some of the pressure.

“More,” she begs, and I wrap my lips around the stiff peak of her nipple, grazing the sensitive tip with my teeth until she arches her back into me.

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