Page 17 of Claimed By the Mountain Man

“Well, hello there, mountain man. What are you up to?” he asks suspiciously. “I know that look. You’re scheming something.”

I just grinned at him. He knew me too well. When he got closer to me, I stepped into him and proceeded to kiss the living shit out of him. When I pulled away, he swayed on his feet just a little, and my male pride was loving it. “You ok there, Cooper? Do I need to go find you a walking stick?” I couldn’t help teasing him the way he did me the first time we came up here.

He shot me a glare that held zero heat. “Fuck you, Gage. You and these unseasonably-warm temperatures are a lethal combination.

I cocked an eyebrow at him. “Oh, so you weren’t swooning, then? Guess I’ll have to try harder next time.”

He shoved me on the shoulder and made to walk past me. “Now, what kinds of questions do you still have that required another trip to the tower?”

I caught up to him as we were walking to the tower just as the enticing smell of the gourmet lasagna I had plated out for dinner wafted over to us.

“Oh, I do have questions for you. Things like:

‘Are you hungry?’

‘Would you like to dance?’

‘What flavor lube would you like to use?’

That last one made him miss a step, and he stumbled before he righted himself, staring at me like he’d never seen me before.

“Not the types of questions you were expecting?” I asked, smiling devilishly at him.

He narrowed his eyes at me—ready to thoroughly interrogate me, no doubt—when he caught his first sight of the tower, and his eyes went wide. My smile could not be contained.

Cooper gazed around in wonder. “Gage? What is this?”

“So, back to my first question… are you hungry? Because I have all your favorites from Antonio’s hot and ready, just waiting over there for you.”

Cooper all but sprinted into the tower. He was making a beeline for the table with the delicious food but got sidetracked by everything else. He was turning in a circle, mouth gaping open in awe, when I caught up to him.

Now that he was here, I was actually a little nervous about what he’d think of it all. I bit my lower lip as I looked at him before releasing it to ask, “Do you like it, gorgeous boy?”

“Do I like it? Do I like it, he says. I freaking love it! This is amazing, Gage!” Before I even had a chance to catch my breath, Cooper was on me. He pushed me up against the wall and climbed me like a fucking tree, which is not an easy feat when we’re both over 6’2” in height. My man managed it, though, as he peppered my face and neck with kisses.

“Um, Cooper? As much as I’m loving this—and I am really loving it, as I’m sure you can tell since you’re literally sitting right above my very hard cock.” I heard him moan into my ear as he ground down on my cock.Oh, sweet lord!

“As much as I’m loving it, I did pay a fairly hefty sum to get Antonio’s to make all your favorite dishes and send one of their employees along with warming plates to keep the food hot during the helicopter ride here. And right now, all those lovingly-prepared dishes are going cold. I don’t want you to missout on any of it, so could you maybe just climb down off of my cock for now? God, now there’s a sentence I never thought I’d say to you,” I told him, laughing.

He laughed too and mercifully did climb off of my cock, but it was already so rock hard that it was difficult to walk. When I made it to the table, Cooper was already peeking under the various cloches and marveling at all the food. It made me so happy to see him happy. I’d do just about anything to see that smile of his light up his face like it was then.

“You’re insane, Gage. We’ll never be able to eat all of this. It looks and smells amazing, though.”

“Well, dig in, gorgeous. But make sure to save some room for dessert, because I’ve got something extra special for you. I really think you’re going to love it. And, no, I’m not telling you what it is now. And it’s not on the table, so don’t bother looking for it yourself. Just enjoy your food for now. I’ll bring it out when you’re done. Oh, and don’t worry about what we don’t eat. Someone will wrap it all up, and I’ll have them sent to the house so you can have them for lunch tomorrow if you want.”

He grinned at me before digging into the lasagna and moaning. “Soooo good,” he said around a mouthful of food.

“If you keep moaning like that, you’re not going to get to finish your dinner, gorgeous boy.”

He laughed as he said, “I can’t help it. It’s just so good. The moan just slipped out. Don’t worry, though, I’m sure I’ll still have plenty of moans left for you later.”

“You’d better,” I growled.

“Oooooh, I like that growl. Very sexy. You keep growling at me like that, sir, andyoumight not get to finishyourfood.

Half an hour later, Cooper pushed his plate aside and loudly declared in his best roman emperor voice, “I can eat no more.” But he quickly corrected himself, clarifying, “except for my dessert. I always have room for dessert, especially an extra special one that you picked out special for me yourself.”

“Good save,” I chuckled. I walked over and retrieved a box with a cooler inside and handed it to Cooper. “Open it.”

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