Page 9 of Devotion By the Mountain Man

“Good. Because I’m planning on keeping you around for a while,” he says with a laugh before pulling me closer and planting a kiss on my forehead.

“Were you able to get any ideas for the cottage from Soph?” he asks after a moment.

“Oh, yeah!” I say, having completely forgotten about my conversation with his sister earlier. I showed her pictures of the cottage and tell him all about her plans for paint colors and furniture, new curtains and tiling for the bathroom. “She said she’ll try to stop by tomorrow or Monday to take a look and help finalize plans.”

“That’s great,” he says and I can feel how pleased he is in his words.

“Thanks for introducing us. I could never have come up with these ideas on my own.”

“Anything for you, honey,” he says, tone turning serious. “I mean it.”

I know he’s talking about dealing with Steve, too, but I have no desire to think of my slimy coworker right now. We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. Instead of opening up the conversation, I roll on top of Wade and decide to explore all the ways we can bring each other pleasure.

It’s the perfect night.

Chapter Six

Wade

I wake up with Rosie’s body wrapped around me and feel myself hardening at just the sight of the curve of her breast splayed on my chest. I should be sated from the three times I had her last night, but I feel nowhere near ready to let her go. I look at the clock, seeing I still have a few hours before I have to head to work.

I spend the next few minutes staring at Rosie’s peaceful form, wondering what I did to deserve her. Ever since I left the military, I’ve had to live with this feeling that I would never feel happy or fulfilled, like my civilian life would always be missing something.

I don’t feel that way anymore, not since the moment I set my eyes on Rosie. She is everything I have been looking for, everything I’ve ever looked for. Everything I need.I love her. She stirs on top of me, disrupting my train of thoughts, but I know I need to tell her soon, let her know how important she is to me.

“Hi,” she says, pressing a kiss to my bare chest.

“Morning, honey,” I say back, kissing the mountain of her gorgeous clothes. She snuggles closer and I can’t help but pull her on top of me. I feel her already slick core against my skin and know I won’t be able to resist getting inside of her.

I weave a hand in her hair and pull her mouth to mine before reach a hand between her thighs and sinking a finger into her delicious warmth. She lets out a moan that goes straight to my cock.

“Are you ready for me?” I growl, pulling away from her mouth and holding her face to mine.

“I think you can feel that for yourself,” she says with a laugh. I return her snarky comment with a playful slap to her ass before lifting her hips. She sinks onto my cock in one smooth stroke and I feel like I could die happy right here and now.

“Guess you were,” I mumble, pulling her mouth back to mine before letting her go. She leans her head back as she finds her grove on top of me. She rides me slowly, lazily as if we have all the time in the world. I drive my hips up to meet hers and she gasps at the sensation.

“That’s it honey, you look so pretty riding me,” I say, leaning up and taking a perky tit in my mouth. I can feel her losing control around me and when I switch sides, I reach out a hand and strum her clit.

I feel her pulse around me as she moans my name. She collapses forward and I hold her to me, pounding into her through her orgasm until I find my own. We’re a sweaty heap when we finish and I can’t help but think that this is how I want to start every single day for the rest of my life.

I love her,I think over and over as I lift her and carry her into the shower. I think it as I wash her hair for her, as she scrubs my back, as she lowers to her knees and shows me she loves my taste just as much as I love hers.

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A few hours later, I’m nearing the end of my shift. Sundays are usually much slower than Saturdays and today I’m very grateful for that. I can’t wait to see my girl. After our morning rendezvous, she told me Sophie texted her and was going to come over to look at the cottage and finalize some design plans.

I told her that sounded like a great day and I was grateful my sister was so willing to work on her place. I knew it was something Rosie never would’ve truly gotten around to on her own. Sophie can be pretty persuasive, so I’m sure her place will be looking good as new in all time.

Rosie needs that, from what she’s told me, she’s had a tough time settling in this year and I want her to love Whiskey Mountain as much as I do.

“Hey, Wade,” the deep voice interrupts my thoughts. I smile when I see Luke sitting across from me. He’s Ava’s partner and sort of a member of my family. He works here too and the friendship we’ve formed in the last year has held me together more than I can ever tell him.

“Lukey Boy, what are you doing here?” He usually doesn’t stop in on his days off, which leads me to believe Tessa must be around somewhere. Sure enough, she emerges through the doors a moment later, her little sister Ruby, and my sister and Ava right behind her.

“Ah,” I say, scanning behind them for Rosie. Hmmm, she must have stayed home after her day with Soph.

I pass Luke his beer before turning to the hoard of women that just invaded my bar. “What can I get you, darlin’?” I ask Ruby. She’s the best kid and has all of us wrapped around her finger, not that any of us mind.

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