Page 15 of Kept By The Mountain Man

“Yeah, sure. That sounds good.”

I light the fire and then grab the remote, scanning through the options, but I’m not really paying attention. All I can think about is her sitting next to me, so close but not quite touching. I start the movie, settling into the seat beside her, and for a few minutes, we both just sit there, watching the screen. But the air between us feels like it’s vibrating with the unspoken tension.

I can feel her relaxing beside me, her shoulder brushing against mine, and before I know it, I slide my arm around her, pulling her closer. She leans into me without hesitation, her body soft and warm against mine. It feels right, like this is exactly where she’s supposed to be.

As the movie plays on, I catch myself barely watching it, my mind too focused on her. The way her breath catches when I shift slightly, the way her fingers brush against my leg as she adjusts her position. I glance down at her, and she tilts her head up, meeting my gaze.

For a moment, we just stare at each other. The tension, the heat, thewant, it’s all there, simmering between us. My hand moves before I can stop it, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. Her lips part slightly, and I can’t take it anymore.

I lean in, and the second our lips meet, it’s like everything falls into place. The kiss starts slow, and tentative, but it doesn’t stay that way for long. The moment I feel her responding, feel her pressing closer to me, everything I’ve been holding back comes rushing out.

I pull her tighter against me, deepening the kiss as my hands find her waist, her hips, memorizing the feel of her. She’s soft, warm, and everything I’ve wanted for so long. She kisses me back with the same intensity, her fingers tangling in my shirt, pulling me even closer, like she’s worried that I’ll try to get away.

As if that would ever happen.

The movie is forgotten, the rest of the world is forgotten. It’s just me and her, wrapped up in each other, and for the first time,I let myself believe that this could be real. That she could want this as much as I do.

She moves to straddle my legs, and I help her, both of us groaning as she presses down on my aching cock.

“Hendrix,” she moans, and I swear that I almost come in my jeans.

Her lips land back on mine, and my fingers tighten on her hips as we start to grind together. I’m so close to the edge already and we’re both fully clothed.

As if she can read my mind, her hands move, and she starts to rectify that.

SEVEN

Evie

I feellike I’m overheating. That’s why I first start to pull off my clothes. When Hendrix follows suit, and I feel his bare skin against mine, I realize what a great idea it was.

I feel crazed, completely out of control right now, and I never want it to stop.

“That’s it. Be a good girl and rub yourself all over my cock,” Hendrix orders, and I swear that I almost combust.

“Oh God,” I cry out as his hands find my breasts, and I arch into his hold.

“Think I don’t know what my girl likes? I’ve been reading all of those damn romance books, watching you. I know what parts turn you on, what you want out of a man. I read those books too so that I would know exactly how to please you,” he tells me as his lips trail over my breast to my nipple.

“I…I, are you serious? Did you really do that?” I pant as my hips circle the hard length underneath me.

“Of course. I’d do anything for you, Evie. I’d do anything to be what you want,” he tells me, and the look in his eyes is so intense that it stalls the breath in my lungs.

“You are, Hendrix,” I promise him quietly.

“You are… everything, Evie. All that I want. All that I can ever think about. You hum in the next room, and I’m instantly distracted. I thought about emptying out a room for you to work in, but I love being able to see you every time I look out my office door so much that I can’t do it.”

“I need you,” I cry out, and he nods once, gripping my hips and flipping me over underneath him.

His big body comes down over me for just a second, and then he’s leaning up, grabbing my jeans, and ripping them down my legs. He tosses them and my panties over his shoulder, and I lick my lips as he pushes off his own jeans and boxers.

I inhale sharply when I get a look at his cock, and my mouth and pussy both start to water as I take him in. He stands to push his clothes the rest of the way off, and I can’t resist. I lean forward and lick up his length.

“Shit!” Hendrix shouts, almost tripping over his pants and falling backward. “Fuck, Evie. Are you trying to make me embarrass myself?”

“I just wanted to taste you. I’ve never sucked on a dick before.”

“Fuck,” he groans, his cock jerking with my words.

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