Page 60 of Protected By the Mountain Man

“Damn you, Gabe—ah!”

I bit down on the peak of her breast and her hips jerked. She cried out in pain, but there was a thread of pleasure woven through that scream. I smiled against her flesh. “I could do this for hours.”

“Fuck, Gabe…I don’t know if I can handle this,” she panted, her voice hoarse. “You’re cruel, you know that?”

“I can be,” I admitted, my voice rough. “Wanna keep you guessing…never knowing when I’ll let go or let up. You want me to stop, baby?”

“Never stop,” she whimpered. “Please…”

I raised my head and looked into her eyes, flicking my tongue out once again to play with her breasts. She stared at me, lashes fluttering every time I touched her, every time I slid my cock up and down her seam.

I let the head slip inside—just an inch.

She gasped, shaking.

I’d planned to tease her more, wanted to get her good and ready…but fuck, she was ready. Her pussy clenched like she was trying to drag me in, and I couldn’t last another second without being inside her.

So I held her wrists, braced myself with my other elbow—and I slammed into her.

Every muscle in her body rippled as she cried out, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Her eyes were wide with shock, but they sparkled with desire too. I relaxed my grip on her wrists, but she didn’t try to move.

She just lay there, panting, as if she were trying to catch her breath.

I felt a moment of hesitation, worrying I’d hurt her. I was big, and we’d only been together twice. “I'll slow it down if you want.”

She shook her head, her eyes locked with mine. “Don't stop.”

I gripped her hips, adjusted my angle, and began to move, slowly at first, then a little faster. Kat moaned, her nails digging into the sheets as she tried to pull me deeper.

This was what she wanted, and I wasn't about to let her down. I increased my pace, driving into her harder, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through her body. She cried out, her voice ragged and needy, and I could see the desire in her eyes as she watched me take her.

Her nails dug into my back, and she arched her hips to meet each thrust. I felt her muscles clench around me, riding the edge of ecstasy. I knew she was close, and I couldn't wait to push her over.

“Fuck me, Gabe,” she begged, her voice hoarse with need. “I need you. Please, don't stop.”

I groaned, the words falling from her lips like sweet poison. I thrust harder, my cock sliding in and out of her hot, wet pussy. Kat's entire body trembled beneath me, her nails digging into my back as she screamed my name.

“Gabe,” she groaned. “Yes…yes, you feel so good…”

Then she was coming—clenching around me—and I’d planned to fuck her through a few orgasms, but she worked some kind of magic on me. I tucked my face into her neck and breathed her in and out as I came inside her, brushing butterfly kisses to her neck, her nails digging into my back.

We lay like that for a long time…then I slowly pulled out, lifting my eyes to hers. She searched my gaze for something—I didn’t know what—and then she raised herself up only to kiss me sweetly. Her eyes were still open when we pulled away.

“You scare me…but I don’t want to stop,” she said quietly.

“Me either,” I breathed.

I didn’t tell her I loved her. Didn’t tell her she was everything.

I’d said it in fewer words earlier in the night. And that admission…it would come with time.

TWENTY-TWO

Gabe

Fall hit like a freight train, no stopping it, no slowing down.

That was how life worked—even when the unthinkable happened, the world kept turning.

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