Page 34 of Thirst in the Mountains

After our first two weeks together, Emmanuel moved in with me. We chose to live in my house since Cutter and Rocky were inseparable and since my dog had already been through so much. Emmanuel didn’t even argue even though his house was larger. He’s such a sweetheart.

I adore him.

The beer hits my bloodstream and I start looking at my delicious man, unable to hold myself back. Why does he have to come here looking so hot and tempting like that? Doesn’t he know what he’s doing to me?

“Emmanuel,” I whisper in his ear once everyone is chatting with their beers. “Can you come help me with something heavy in the stockroom?”

He casually gets up and follows me to the stockroom upstairs. It’s the storage room with all of the dry stock, so no one should be up here during the lunch rush.

As soon as we step in, I close the door and jump his bones.

“Whoa,” he says as I grab his cock and kiss his lips. “Now, this is service.”

I grin as my pussy aches with heat. “Only for my favorite customer.”

“Don’t you have tables to serve?”

“Yeah,” I say as I rub his cock, feeling it getting harder and longer. Fuck, I need it so badly. “That’s why we have to go fast.”

He doesn’t waste any time. In seconds, my panties are around my ankles and my skirt is hiked up around my waist. He pushes me against the door as he takes his cock out and thrusts it into me from behind.

I’d scream if his strong hand wasn’t wrapped over my mouth, holding back my cries.

It only takes a few hard thrusts before I’m cumming all over my man’s big, glorious dick.

His massive body shudders as he thrusts in hard and fills me with a load of his hot cum.

I love him. He’s the fucking best.

“You’re going to get a big fucking tip,” he growls as he slides out of me and pulls up his pants.

“You already gave me a big tip,” I say, my blood on fire as I pull up my panties, feeling his hot cum glowing inside me.

“And when you get home, you’ll get it again,” he says, grinning.

I kiss his cheek, fix my hair, and casually walk out like I didn’t just violate the law with a sexy cop.

“I can’t wait.”

Maybe I’ll try to finish early…

EPILOGUE

Emmanuel

Twenty Years Later…

“Ican’t believe we get to keep him,” Arthur says as I drive home with a permanent smile on my face. He’s our youngest of four. My girl and I have been busy the past two decades. I have a wonderful family with four children, a gorgeous house on the lake we bought ten years ago this summer, and of course, I’m still obsessed with my Lucy.

“I want to hold him,” Becca says, arguing with her older brother Oliver. “You’ve been holding him for so long.”

“Alright,” Oliver says as he hands him over. “But I want a turn again.”

“I didn’t even get a turn yet,” Samantha says.

The kids are arguing, but it’s not going to ruin my mood. Not today.

I’ve been planning this for a long time and the day is finally here. It’s Lucy’s birthday and I’ve got the biggest surprise for her—an adorable Rottweiler puppy.

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