Page 12 of Wounded Mountain Man

She didn’t take me too deep, but she didn’t have to. This would be easier the next time and the next. And soon, it wouldn’t hurt at all. I’d make sure of it.

Yes, I knew as I looked at her that Jessalyn was the woman for me. We’d be together for the rest of my life—mylife, not hers. I didn’t want to walk a single second on this earth without her by my side.

I’d fallen, and I’d fallen hard. And I wasn’t even sure how it had happened. It was meant to be. That was the only explanation I could come up with.

“Keep doing that,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I think it’s helping.”

I knew exactly what she meant. I did one better. I moved my other hand to her breast and ran my thumb over her nipple at the same time I touched her clit.

She arched her back in response. Her nipples were sensitive. I’d have all kinds of fun with that.

“Oh, yes,” she said. “Just like that. Fuck.”

She didn’t seem like someone who cussed a lot. Maybe she did. Maybe I just associated her innocence with a lack of profanity. But I liked it, especially right now.

And that was when I had to close my eyes again. I kept up what I was doing, though. I didn’t need my eyes open to do that.

She made all kinds of sexy sounds this time. When I peeked and saw her throwing her head back, her lips parted, her chest heaving, my eyes opened the rest of the way to stare at her. She wasn’t the slightest bit self-conscious—at least it didn’t seem that way. She was letting herself go in front of me, opening up completely, and it meant everything to me.

“Oh God, I’m coming,” she said.

That gave me permission to stop holding back. I opened my eyes and took in everything in front of me—the beautiful woman riding my cock combined with the fact that we were out in the open air, where anyone could stumble upon us…

Damn, this was hot. We’d have to do it again sometime.

That thought catapulted me over the edge. I let out a loud cry as my balls tightened and my cock began throbbing inside her. As I shot cum into that tight channel of hers, I couldn’t help but think about what would happen if she weren’t on birth control. We could have made a baby tonight.

That wouldn’t be the case this time. But in the future… I could be a dad, and she would be my wife.

“Oh, fuck,” I said as I spilled the last of my seed into her.

It was a good “oh fuck.” It came with the realization that my life had changed permanently. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

EPILOGUE

JESSALYN

Itook a deep breath as I stood in the center of my second-grade classroom. This was my room. It even had my name—Mrs. Kennedy—on the door.

“Home sweet home,” I said, rubbing my belly.

In just a few months, I’d not only have achieved my dream of being a teacher, but I’d also be a mom. And it was all thanks to getting lost on a mountain road on a hot summer night two years ago.

What if I’d never gotten lost? I might not have met Duke. I couldn’t imagine my life without him.

“I’m so proud of you.”

At the sound of my husband’s voice, I spun around. I’d just seen him a couple of hours earlier when he’d left for a busy workday. He’d gotten his electrician license and started his own business. It paid well, but since he was self-employed, he didn’t have benefits. That was where my entry-level teacher salary came in.

It would help pay for the classes I was taking online too. The school system let me start working as a social studies teacherwhile I got my degree, which meant taking classes at night and on weekends.

“I heard apples are the traditional gift for teachers,” he said, walking toward me, hand outstretched.

It was a perfectly plump red apple—polished until it shone. He’d actually gone to the grocery store and picked out the best apple he could find just to surprise me.Thatwas the man I married.

“It’s perfect,” I said.

I rose on tiptoe to give him a kiss. It was a quick one. I was technically at work, after all.

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