Page 19 of Mountain Man Crush
“Oh, I didn’t know you could do that.” I pop the rest of the bacon into my mouth and enjoy the delicious flavor. “I wish spring would hurry up and get here already. The snow is beautiful, but I’m ready to get outside.”
He nods. “One day at a time,” he tells me, making me smile, and I know he’s right. Always wishing and hoping for another day, another event, another season, is just wishing your life away and now that we’ve found one another, I want to slow things down and enjoy the time we have as much as possible.
When we finish eating, I help wash the dishes. “I’m going to go get dressed. With the power back on, I need to get back to work,” I tell him, turning to walk out of the kitchen.
Jack catches my hand and pulls me back to his chest. “You can’t get dressed without a shower.” He picks me up, and I giggle as he carries me to the bathroom.
He sets me on my feet, then reaches into the shower to turn on the water. He’s back in front of me and he kisses me while stripping out of his sweatpants. He pulls the shirt up my body and over my head. His lips are back on mine in a second and he picks me up against him and carries me into the shower where he presses my back to the tile wall.
With the hot water beating down on us, he positions himself at my entrance and even though I’m sore from the day before, I crave the feeling of him inside me. With one thrust, he’s filling me completely and my body tightens up in preparation of my oncoming orgasm. My body begins to tingle as my nerve ends fire and ignite. I lace my finger into his hair and pull him close while he continues to pump into me. My orgasm raises as high as it can before it shatters and breaks, raining down on me like a hot summer rain. My toes go numb and tingle as my lungs freeze with the power of passion running through my veins. I ride out every last wave he provides me and when it ends, I suck in a deep breath, just as he comes undone and fills me with every last drop.
“Are you sure you have to go?” he asks, stopping me at the front door.
“I have patients who haven’t gotten to speak to me in days. They may be in need,” I tell him, giving him one last kiss. “I’ll talk to you later,” I say, stepping out.
He watches me walk down the steps and start back up the snowy road before he closes the door.
As I walk back to my place, I smile to myself feeling happier than I have in years. For the life of me, I can’t figure out how this happened so fast. Deep down, I care more for him than I should at this stage. I mean, we barely know one another. Somehow we have connected on a different level. Our heads may have just met, but it feels like our hearts have been together since the beginning of time. Maybe he’s my soulmate and that’s why I feel so strongly about him already.
I make it home, and I toss some wood in the fire before grabbing my phone and calling my sister.
“Hey, what’s up?” Destiny answers.
“I have to tell you about being snowed in.”
“Oh. This is going to be a really long boring story about how you managed to completely repaint your house or something?”
I laugh. She knows me too well. “No, not even close.”
“Okay, let’s hear it.”
I tell her about running into Jack the day the storm hit and giving him a ride home. I tell her about him bringing me wood, food, and water. How he eventually just showed up to make sure I was safe. Then I lead into how we connected, how we kissed, and how he ran. I tell her about confronting him and how we made love. She listens to every word, gasping, laughing, and rooting me on.
“So why are you sitting at home alone right now? You’re snowed in with nothing better to do than have sex. Go to him!”
I smile. “You think? You don’t think we should take some time and reflect and think things through?”
Destiny scoffs. “What? No! Go have sex with that sexy mountain man.”
I laugh. “Bye, goofball.” I hang up the phone and think it over. Maybe she’s right. It is a little too quiet and boring around here and there are no messages on my computer for work. I get up and grab my coat. I pull open the door as I’m sliding my arms into the sleeves, but then I stop when I see him standing on the other side, his bag on his shoulder.
I smile. “What are you doing?”
Jack shrugs. “I’ve spent too many years alone already. I don’t want to be alone anymore,” he says, leaning in and pressing his lips to mine.
He tosses his bag into the living room and walks me backward until he can close the door behind him. He pulls back and pushes my coat over my shoulders. “Going somewhere?”
I smile. “Not now.”
“Good, cause I’m not done being snowed in with you yet.”
I smile. “I’ll get the wine. You light the candles?” I spin around and go into the kitchen, pouring us both a glass of wine and bringing the bottle with me. When I walk back into the living room, he’s turned off the TV, my computer, and the lights. It looks just like it did when the power was out. He’s lit the candles on the coffee tables, end tables, and my desk. He’s sitting on the couch with his feet kicked up.
I hand him a glass of wine and sit the bottle on the table before taking my seat next to him. I kick my feet up, but I use his lap instead of the table.
“Being snowed in with you was pretty fun. When you would talk to me, anyway.”
He smiles. “Yeah, I was just trying to keep my distance and keep you at arm’s length.”
