Page 10 of Snowed in with the Mountain Man

It was a strange request—one I definitely hadn’t expected. But I trusted him, so I did what he said. I pushed myself to my feet, the water falling away and baring every naked inch of me.

I held my breath, waiting for his response. Would disappointment flash in his eyes? Maybe he’d expected something better.

But the heat in his eyes intensified. His jaw was clenched like he was holding in something. And then he gestured for me to come closer, this time putting a hand on either side of my thigh and maneuvering me until I was straddling him, my pussy poised above his erection.

“This might be a little weird with the water,” he said. “I’ll go slow.”

I nodded and put a hand on either side of him on the ledge of the tub. He was seated on the bench that ran around the tub just as I’d been. As his tip parted my folds, I held eye contact. The way he looked at me strengthened me.

I could do this. It might be painful, but we’d push past it together.

The pain started just a couple of inches in—sharp and stabbing, shooting through my entire body. I gripped the ledge and closed my eyes, telling myself it would be over soon enough and then I’d no longer be a virgin.

I was so lost in thought, it caught me off guard when I felt Jake’s tongue circle my nipples. First one, then the other. At the same time, he moved his hand between us and rubbed my clit with his thumb. I kept my eyes closed and let him control the movements. I was in a weird position, so I couldn’t do anything but hold myself in place and let him slide in and out.

He didn’t go far, but gradually, I loosened up and I managed to wiggle my way down a little, letting him know he could go deeper. When he moaned, I felt it throughout my body.

Soon I became aware that I could actually have another orgasm. I wouldn’t have thought that was possible, not with the pain, but the pain was gradually dwindling—or maybe the pleasure was so intense, it drowned it out.

Was he watching me? I didn’t dare open my eyes to look. Maybe he was admiring the way I bit my lip and my chest rose and fell with each deep breath I took. Was he staring at my breasts, impressed by how generous they were? Was he thinking about the fact that we were out here on his back patio, snow-covered ground all around us, but we weren’t feeling the cold? We weren’t feeling anything but this intense desire for each other.

I felt it build minutes before the waves crashed over me again. I gripped the ledge even tighter than before and threw my head back, crying out with no regard whatsoever to our surroundings. I didn’t care if the world overheard right now. It just felt… So. Damn. Good.

Midway through my orgasm, some part of me became aware that Jake’s grip on my left lip had tightened. He let out an “Oh!” so loud, it echoed in the chilly quiet that surrounded us. He was coming too, filling me with his seed.

It was as my head lowered and I finally caught my breath that it hit me. For the first time in my life, I could see myself as a mom. Not in ten or twenty years, but soon. Very soon.

“Don’t leave,” Jake said.

My eyes popped open at those two words, and I stared down at him, puzzling over his words. Did he mean the hot tub or the house or his life?

“I can’t,” I said. “The roads are too slick, remember?”

There I went again, lightening the mood. Was that my way of protecting myself? Yes, it was. And it meant I wasn’t completely letting my guard down.

I wanted to let my guard down with Jake. Ihadto do it if I hoped to move forward with him.

“I don’t want to leave,” I said. “I want to stay here in Rosewood Ridge. With you.”

“Not just in Rosewood Ridge, but this cabin,” he said. “If you’re ready, that is. Now that I’ve found you, I don’t want to spend a day of my life without you.”

His eyes were wide, his expression filled with warmth. I’d never seen this side of him, and it made me fall a little more in love with him.

I was in love with him?

Yes, I was in love with him.

I wouldn’t tell him that yet. No, that could wait for later. But looking at him now, I knew without a doubt that relocating to Rosewood Ridge would be the best move of my life. It was the only move that made sense.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "I could stay with my grammy for a while and we could date."

He shrugged. "If that makes you more comfortable. I don’t need to date you to know, though. I already know you’re the only woman for me."

There was no way I could hold back the smile that spread across my face. Yes, he felt the same. I’d have to do something about my job. Maybe I could talk them into letting me work from here. If not, I could find something else.

Jobs were everywhere. A connection like this was once in a lifetime.

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