Page 13 of Hooked By the Mountain Man

"Brynn, I'm not playing games. I'm not overthinking this. To be honest, I'm not thinking about it at all. It's set. I'm not an impulsive man. I'm not romantic or capricious with my feelings. I don't flit from one woman to the next. Hell, I sometimes take weeks to craft the perfect sentence, mulling over words like an oyster with a grain of sand before I ever put them to paper. There's nothing to analyze here. Nothing to consider or weigh. The second I saw you, I fell in love with you. Simple as that." He steps toward me and cups my cheek, staring into my eyes. "I wantyouand onlyyou.Forever."

My heart is about to explode. I capture his mouth with mine, and he tries to walk me backward toward the stairs to my bed, but I push him onto the couch and straddle him instead.

Kissing up his neck, I stop to whisper into his ear, "If you break my heart, Betty knows how to bury a body where nobody will find it."

"Baby, if I break your heart, I'll hire Betty myself." Ethan buries his face between my breasts and pulls the front of my dress down to suck and kiss along my cleavage.

I grip his hair, moaning from his touch, and his large hand comes between my breasts to rest across my heart.

"Mine," Ethan commands, staring at me with what I can only call the perfect mix of love and infatuation.

"Mine," I reply, placing my hand in the same position on his chest.

The grin that lights up his face is dazzling, and I know in my soul I am going to spend the rest of my life trying to make him as happy as he is today.

"Yours," Ethan whispers. And then he stands and plants me on the couch. He reaches behind his neck, removes his gray t-shirt with one hand, and lowers himself between my open legs, ready to show me what's his. Forever.

Chapter 8

Epilogue - Ethan

October, The Following Year

"Oh, god, yes, yes, yes!" Brynn's sexy voice cries out her pleasure as I pump into her from behind. I grip her shoulder to try to keep her in place. When we get enough movement, her incredible tits bounce to the sides, and I can see the tip of her nipple thrust forward each time I bottom out. It makes me feral.

The bed shakes, and the headboard slams against the wall. We meet each other thrust for thrust, matching our rhythm as we build toward ecstasy.

"I'm going to fuck you full of babies, Brynn." My balls tighten as she moans, and her pussy clenches me as she rolls her hips against my movements. "I'm going to fill you with my cum andbury myself so deep, you don't have any choice but to have my baby."

"Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes!" Brynn's chants are desperate now, and I quicken my already punishing pace. I reach around her hip and find the tight bud at the apex where we're joined, then start slow circles as she moans loudly. She buries her face in the bed, both hands in front of her gripping the sheets as she tries to muffle the sound. This is my favorite part of us. When she hands her body over to me and trusts me with her pleasure. There is no greater honor in the world.

"I've got you, baby. You're doing so good." Praise works for her, and she sobs into the bed. "Come for me, Brynn. Fuck my cock with your tight, wet pussy. I need to feel you throb around me, and then I'm going to make you my wife." She whimpers, her walls tighten around me, but she needs a little something else.

"Take over for me on your clit, baby." Brynn reaches between her legs with a desperate sob and starts rapid circles on her tight nub. She moans and writhes on my cock. I grip her ass with both hands as I thrust into her tight channel.

I lick my lips and watch her back hole squeeze with each thrust. Letting go of one perfect peachy ass cheek, I suck my thumb into my mouth. Slowly, I push my wet thumb against her tight back circle with a steady rhythm to match my thrusts, waiting for her to let me in. I can barely break through the tight muscle as she clenches around my thumb, moaning loudly from the slight intrusion.

"Good job, you're doing so good, Brynn. Let me in, baby." I rub her lower back, and Brynn sighs, relaxing enough so I can thrust my entire thumb inside her.

"Oh god, yes! Oh, Ethan," Brynn pants, her tight channel pulsing.

"You like that? You're so wet for me." I continue thrusting into her pussy with my cock, letting her get used to being filled in twoplaces at once. Her face is buried in the mattress so everything sounds like gibberish, but she thrusts her ass against me.

"Oh, I think you do. My sweet, filthy, little Brynn."

I move my thumb in and out of her back channel, and Brynn turns her head to the side, letting out a wanton moan as she gives up trying not to make noise. It's the most erotic sight of my life, as I pump in and out of both her tight channels at once. Her body flushes, telling me she's close, and my balls tighten. I clench my jaw, trying to hold back.

"Take your pleasure, baby." Brynn sobs out a response, and then her whole body tightens, giving in as she clamps down and moans her release. Her pussy milks my cock while my thumb is locked in place from her orgasm. I continue to pump into both of her tight channels, drawing out the sensations as long as possible. The circle of her asshole grips me tightly as her orgasm pulses and releases throughout her body. Two more hard thrusts, and I follow her over the edge, yelling out her name as I empty ropes of warm cum into her tight little pussy.

We fall to the mattress, and I pull her over to me as we catch our breath. My cock, still glistening with our combined release, rests against her gorgeous ass, and I dare say he's ready to go again if I'd let him.

"I liked what you did with your thumb there," Brynn murmurs breathily, and I grin, kissing her hair.

"Good. I packed a plug for the honeymoon."

Brynn laughs and then stills. "Did you really?"

"Three different sizes. Two vibrate, and one has a jewel on the end that might seem a little princessy, but I insist on eating you out with a jewel sticking out of your ass, so there we are."

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