Page 61 of Ten Mountain Men

“Make you feel good,” he finishes in that husky voice of his.

My eyes go wide.

“Um…” I fumble, needing to clench my thighs together harder. What are some words? I know that I know some words! Some words that aren’thell yes, please, sir, make me feel real good!

YES, GO SLEEP ON THE COUCH! TAKE THE COUCH DEEP INTO THE WOODS AND SLEEP ON IT THERE! GET THAT ERECTION AWAY FROM MY VAGINA BEFORE WE HAVE AN ISSUE!

Well, I can’t say that.

“Do you mean, like,sex?” Oh God, I sound like a teenager. A horny, horny,embarrassingly hornyand naive teenager. He touches my hip and I jump from the contact.

“If sex is what you want.” He slides his palm over my skin and I swear it’s like an electric current is suddenly snapping through me. “I can give you that.”

“Maybe,” I squeak.

Maybe?! What the fresh hell is wrong with me? Yes, yes, I want, need, and am desperate for sex with this man.

“Uh, this might be a good time for me to tell y’all I’m awake too,” Buck says. “And if it makes any difference at all, I also find myself in a state of arousal.”

This surprises a giggle out of me. And a flutter down low. Oh, boy.

Do not even think about it, Goldie!I admonish myself.

But how can I not think about it? I’m sandwiched between these two manly men who smell like MEN and their rock-hard cocks that could either literally split me in two or rock my world or both…

I mean, it’s not like I’m a virgin because I’m anti-sex.

And then there’s the fact that it took all of my producer skills but I finally got Winnie to tell me some of the juicy details about her first threesome with Leo and Theo Hammer. It soundeddivine.

I’m tingling everywhere. But sex for the first time in a junk store cottagecore magpie nest of a mountain cabin with a room full of men is not my idea of a perfect first time!

Or is it?

“Abstinence is not just a virtue; it’s a superpower!” I blurt, because the space between my legs is throbbing now.

“Say what now?” Clay says with a chuckle. His hand runs along the curve of my hip, back and forth.

“By saving ourselves for the right moment, we harness the cosmic energy of self-control and unleash it upon the world like a tidal wave of righteousness!” I blurt.

Where the hell did that quote come from? Oh, yeah. Dr. Mara Levine. Who was canceled after one episode.

Shut up, Goldie, shut up!

But the only thing I’m interested in unleashing upon the world like a tidal wave right now is my pussy.

“Is this about Lynx or Nash or something?” Clay whispers. “Because you’d rather be with them instead of either—or both—of us?”

I practically choke on the image of being with both of them. Then on an image of being with all four of them. Wait. How would that even work?

Hoping I don’t sound like a total nutjob, I explain, “It’s not that I don’t want to be with you. I’m aroused by everything about you, all of you, that’s for damn certain.”

It’s true.

Even Grumpy Luke.

Nope, I’m a nutjob. I hear myself, and I want to stop myself from blurting all this out in the middle of the night. But it’s like I can’t hold back my honesty. I feel so comfortable with them. Like I’ve been sharing this bed with Buck and Clay my entire adult life.

“But—” I swallow hard. “I’m a virgin.”

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