Page 12 of The Mountain Man's Desires

“Soon-to-be wife, hmm? There’s no ring on this finger.” I smiled lazily as Shane positioned himself between my legs. I felt his hard, long shaft against my thigh, and my pussy clenched. He made me so damn horny. All the time.

“Oh, there will be, baby. Just you wait and see.” He pressed his lips to mine and deepened the kiss by sliding his tongue inside all while lining his cock up and plunging inside.

I groaned as he filled me balls deep, my pussy soaked from all the juices he coaxed out of me. It sucked him in perfectly, so warm and wet and thick, and he found his rhythm quick.

When he found his own orgasm several minutes later, we collapsed against each other, our sweaty limbs tangled.

“Promise me we’ll always keep the passion between us alive.” I found his hand and intertwined our fingers together.

“I think you don’t have anything to worry about. A passion like ours never dies. Look how long it’s lasted so far. I’ll never tire of kissing you or loving you. I want you by my side, every day, from now until forever.”

“Oh, Shane, who knew you could be so amazing with words? You’re like a book boyfriend come true.” I giggled as my cheeks flushed. Who was I right now?

“My sexy librarian, who knew you could be such a freak in the sheets?”

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” I teased.

“Oh, really?” Shane was above me now, a sexy, devilish grin on his face.

“Really. But we need to get ready. To the showers!” I scrambled out from under his grasp and took off for the bathroom. He was quick, though, and got behind me in seconds. His hands encircled my waist, and he lifted me off the floor.

“You can’t get away that easy!” Shane said as he threw me over his shoulder and slapped each ass cheek.

We made love in the shower once more.

We arrived at dinner only a few minutes late.

More like several.

But who was counting?

EPILOGUE

Lena

One month later

“I thoughtyou said you were going to put a ring on her finger!” Graham said from where he leaned against the kitchen counter.

“I will. I’m good on my word. You know that.”

“Then where’s the ring?”

Dammit, does Graham always have to give the third degree? We are happy together. That’s all that mattered.

“I need time to find the perfect one.”

My heart melted.Oh, Shane…

The past month together had been bliss. Pure bliss. I’d stayed at his place mainly because he needed to care for his chickens, bring his eggs into town, and keep his business going. Between his place, the library, and visiting Graham, Dallas, and Brooke, it was exhausting but so worth it.

Yet as soon as Graham asked Shane to follow him to the kitchen during our customary Friday night dinner, I knew something was up. Hence the eavesdropping from the doorway.

“What are you doing, Auntie Lena?” Brooke said from behind me, and I swore it was as if she shouted. I jumped nearly a foot in the air and threw a hand over my mouth to block my scream.

I quickly steered her away from the door and back to the dining room table. “Nothing. What are you doing?”

“I went to the bathroom, remember, silly?”

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