Her aroused whimpers grew to ragged moans before I felt my own release building and spinning out of control.
“Come with me, gorgeous. You’re already mine, let’s seal the deal.” I swept my fingers around her clit and full-blown waves of release coated my cock, slippery and hot and fucking heavenly, before my own cock twitched and jerked and came in long hot jets of seed inside of her.
I pulled my cock out, slow-dragging across all of her nerves while I fucked her slowly with my tongue.
“I forgot to use a condom, baby. I hope you’re not mad, but the thought of my baby in you kinda gets me going. I’m clean, though. I haven’t been with anyone in nearly a decade.”
Even in the dim flashlight I could see, and feel, the blush creeping up her chest and neck. “You’re insane, Elliot Shephard.”
“I’m not insane a lick, baby, I’m just a man that knows the real deal when he sees it.”
“And what’s that? A crazy woman in a duck robe?”
“No, sweetheart. Love.”
Chapter 6
Reese
Love? Did he say love?
“Did you just say you love me?” I asked, curled up in his arms on the old brown sofa. The wind was howling outside and the only light in the room was the spotlight being cast by the flashlight discarded on the floor. He grabbed me by the waist, lifting me and placing my entire body on top of his. I traced the fine lines around his eyes with the tips of my fingers, completely spellbound by him.
“Yes, I said love. I’ll say it again. I love you. I know it’s fucking crazy. I just met you, but I’ve always trusted my gut, and my gut tells me that you’re it. You’re the one.” He smiled, before kissing me on the forehead. “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same. I’ve got time to make you fall head over heels in love with me. Us mountain men can be real persuasive when we want to be.”
I couldn’t help gazing at him. Looking deep in his azure eyes, completely
shocked that this beautiful, strong, grumpy man was able to love me.
What was even more shocking was that I trusted him. I trusted this. In my entire life I’d never felt this way about any other person. Being with Elliot made me feel free. He saw me and wanted me. He accepted me. And I knew this man was not the kind of man to go into anything unless he was sure. Knowing that he was sure about me, made me even more sure about him.
“You think you can handle all the color I like in my life?” I joked, my eyes like lasers locking onto his. He held my face in the palms of his hands, holding me immobile.
“My world was dark and grey until you came into it. Not only can I handle all the color, I want it more than anything else I have ever wanted in my entire life.” He smiled then, and that smile made me feel like I was basking in the sun. I shivered under his touch as his fingers glided down my arms, leaving a trail of goose flesh.
“As much as I hate to move from this position.” He raised us both up into a sitting position. My legs wrapped around his waist. I could feel his hardness pressing against me. “I need to make us a fire. That wind is going to turn into a storm at any moment and I really don’t want that sexy ass of yours to freeze.” He moved me gently off of him, untangling our limbs, before placing me gently on the couch. He grabbed the thick blanket from the back of the sofa and draped it around me.
“I can just go and put on some clothes,” I said as he secured me in the blanket, creating a cocoon.
“Oh, no. I want to feel that sexy body in its complete glory. Besides, skin to skin is the best way to tackle hypothermia,” he said with a wink. My lips lifted of their own accord. “I love that pretty smile. I’m going to make sure I see it every day for as long as I’m living.” He bent, placing a swift kiss on my lips.
His muscles rippled in the moonlight, making my mouth water. I had no idea how I was able to get a man that looked like him. I knew I was fabulous, if I did say so myself. I had a beautiful face and curves that, though they never met today’s impossible beauty standards, I’d slowly learned to love.
The good, the bad, the insecurity–it was all something I’d learned to own. But feeling how he touched me and seeing how he looked at me, it made me feel like he appreciated who I was. The vulnerability, the insanity, and the whimsy. I smiled, amused that the man who actually saw me was someone I would have assumed would judge me the hardest.