Page 21 of My Ruthless Mountain Man

“I need you, Kendall,” I say against the shell of her ear when I back her against the tiles.

“Yes, Stone.” She wraps one leg around my hip, lining her slick folds up with my hard length.

It’s not enough. Gripping her ass, I lift her and press her to the wall, sliding my cock through her wetness. “You’re soaked for me.”

“Don’t stop,” she whispers, gripping my hair in her hands and yanking my lips to hers for a kiss.

I rub her clit with my thumb until she’s writhing, then push into her hot core. Her walls suck me in, making my hips buck, eager for more. “Oh fuck. I’m not going to last.”

“Then hurry!”

I draw back, then slam home. It’s hot, hard, and dirty. I fuck her against the wall until we’re both moaning, gripping each other tight. Her pussy spasms around me as she orgasms. Her walls clench my dick, milking every fucking drop from me.

I press my head against the tile, trying desperately to drag in air. “I love you, Kendall. Stay with me.”

Her eyes find mine. “For how long?”

“Forever. Marry me. Not because I need to protect you, but because I can’t live without you.”

A wide smile breaks across her face. “Yes! I love you, Stone!”

“Your family won’t be happy,” I remind her.

“I don’t care. I’m finally choosing something for myself. Love and life with you.”

I kiss her, sealing our promise. It’s slow, deep, and utterly perfect. I thought I needed to fix my friendship with Ryan to feel whole. All I needed was Kendall’s love and this place. Derek was right to send me here.

It’s where I found solace.

EPILOGUE

KENDALL

Four months later

I huma Christmas carol as I place another ornament on the Christmas tree. We found one in the forest, which Stone chopped down. The squirrel family living inside were not happy about being evicted and showed their displeasure by racing around the living room in different directions. Watching him try to wrangle them while wearing oven mitts will be a memory I cherish forever. I’ve never laughed so hard in my life.

Tomorrow, I’m going to the little Christmas shop that opened up in White Falls to see if I can get a squirrel ornament for him.

A truck door slams outside, and a minute later, Stone strides in.My husband is as fine as ever. The grayer he gets, the hotter I get for him. Or maybe it’s hormones. I think I’m pregnant.

The week following the incident with Ryan, I quit the job I hated, packed my few belongings, and moved in with Stone. We married a month later. Neither my parents nor Ryan came, which made the day better. I didn’t want their negativity on the best day of my life.

Stone means everything to me.

He glares at the tree and shrugs out of his jacket. “You didn’t adopt anymore animals while I was gone, did you?”

“I took applications from a raccoon and a family of deer, but we’re waiting for their references.”

He snorts and pulls me into his arms for a deep kiss. “Maybe we should skip the local wildlife and get a dog?”

“I’d love a dog! I’ve never had one.” My parents didn’t allow pets when we were growing up. Unless they were championship bred, they weren’t worth having.

“We’ll have to fix that.” He strokes the back of his fingers down my cheek. “I brought the mail.”

“Anything interesting?”

“A dozen magazines trying to get you to buy Christmas gifts, and a card from your brother.”

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