Page 195 of Mountain Boss

His front to my back.

“I tried to wait.” I let him jostle me as he slips one arm under my pillow and one around my waist.

“I know.” His hand finds mine, and our fingers slip together. “I’m sorry I’m late.”

Warmth fills me.

From his body. From his touch.

I sigh, my eyes never opening. “I’m glad you still came.”

Something presses against my hair.

Peace fills the space around me.

I’ll always come for you.

I’m not sure if I hear the words or think them. But as I slip into sleep, Sterling holds me just abit tighter.

A deep groanrumbles against my back.

I wiggle against the movement.

A mouth presses against my neck.

A rough hand drags up the side of my thigh before palming my ass.

“Fucking hell, Cookie.” Sterling’s fingers flex against my flesh. “You sleeping in nothing but my flannel and a pair of panties?”

I hum in reply, wanting more of his touches but also wanting to stay asleep.

But then I feel the tongue against my skin at the same time his hand slides around the front of my hip. He cups my sex, the thin layer of cotton the only thing between me and his thick fingers.

He starts to rub.

His middle finger pushing the fabric firmly against my entrance.

Then dragging up.

I groan as the pressure hits my clit.

He makes a matching sound.

I arch my back as my breathing becomes heavier.

Sterling’s hot breath heaves against my neck. “You’re so fucking warm.” His hand leaves my pussy to grip my thigh. “Open for me.”

I lift my leg and let him guide it up and back until my foot is hooked around his calf.

He moves his hand back to my center.

With my legs spread, his whole hand fits over my core, gripping me.

He grinds his palm into my clit, and as I press my ass back into his hard length, I’m reminded of the first time he got me off. When he pinned me to him in the dark woods.

When he ground against my ass.

I want to feel that again.

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