Page 19 of Protected By The Mountain Man

My last boyfriend had been on an exercise kick. He’d liked me when we met, but after a while he’d tried to make me change. What he never understood was I liked myself perfectly fine. I might be a bigger-sized girlie, but I considered myself thedeluxepackage.

And when West looked at me, I knew that’s what he was seeing. Something delightful and delicious.

I wanted a man to see me that way. It warmed something deep in my chest to know that the man snuggled up against me right now had been so turned on all night long. He’d been hard in his shorts for hours now. I’d tried not to make it obvious that I’d noticed.

Maybe I should have taken his shorts when he offered them.

I suppressed a laugh at that thought. It would have been perfect, though.

Although this was pretty damn perfect, too. I settled into his arms, letting his deep breathing roll over me, soothing me, bringing sleep closer.

My friends were probably so worried about me right now. I felt bad about that, but I had no way of telling them that I was fine. More than fine. I was having the adventure of a lifetime.

If only it didn’t have to end.

I dreaded daylight coming.

Would West still feel this attraction in the harsh light of day? Was he just horny, and I was available, or was there a deeper connection happening here?

Itfeltdeep. My heart had been stirring awake for hours now, warming to the man.

I should have been straightforward. If I’d told him I wanted him to make love to me, he would have done it.

Instead, I was stuck here with a burn of desire flaming between my thighs, threatening to set the whole tent on fire. I’dneverbe able to fall asleep like this.

He shifted again, grinding his hips against me as one of his hands hunted around until he found my breasts. He squeezed me and sighed contentedly, like he’d just found nirvana.

The man was handsy and hungry. It made me feel like a goddess, if I was being honest. And who didn’t want to be honest on a dark night like tonight with a storm brewing outside?

I stayed up for what felt like hours, while that man cupped my breast and slept like the dead.

Then somehow, without even realizing it, I managed to drift off until I was asleep, too.

I woke up with a man’s lips on my neck, the heat of him pressed against me, a groan slipping out of his mouth.

It took me a second to remember where I was. Then it all came flooding back.

West.

The cove.

Pigs.

A wild boat ride.

No underwear!

That last part sunk in because the man in question had his big hand clamped on my naked pussy like he owned it. Iwantedhim to own it.

But as sleep drifted away, I realized that was a crazy thought.

Just then, a loud crack of thunder rumbled overhead. I shrieked a little and jolted, which woke West up.

“Huh?” he grunted awake, then pulled his hand away. “What the fuck?”

“The storm’s still roaring,” I said.

“Oh, yeah. It’s getting crazy out there. Are you all right?”

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