Page 39 of Single Mom for the Mountain Men
Dusting my hands after I jump over the fence, I make my way back to Lena’s cabin. She unlocks the door and releases the deadbolt when she sees that it’s me.
“There’s no one there,” I reassure her as soon as I step inside. She looks visibly calmer than she did earlier, but her brows are still drawn down.
“Not in the woods, either?”
I shake my head confidently. “I checked twice. I reset all the traps, but not one of them had been triggered. It’s all untouched. No evidence of anyone being in your yard, either.”
My words are brusque and final, full of utter conviction. Lena relaxes a bit as she hears them, but the furrow in her brow remains. Her eyes are troubled as she nods and moves into her kitchen.
“You want coffee? I made more than I usually do.” She gestures towards the pot.
“Yeah, thanks.”
When I turn to look at her with the cup in my hand, her gaze is stuck on the window, peering outside tensely.
“Lena,” I try to catch her attention.
She looks at me like Sophie does at times, when she’s caught doing something her mother told her explicitly not to do. It would have made me smile if not for the tense situation we’re in.
“What’s the problem?” I ask her. “Do you want me to go check again?”
“No, no, I trust you,” she rectifies hurriedly, looking back into her steaming coffee. “It’s just—do you think I’m going crazy?”
“What?”
“I keep thinking that he’s out there for some reason. I know it could have been a squirrel that made the noise, but my mind immediately jumped to the conclusion that it’s him. He’s found me, and he’s going to get me again. I’m stronger now than I was when he attacked me, but the fear paralyzes me again and again. I don’t know how to beat that fear,” she confesses honestly.
I put down my cup and walk toward her, wrapping my hands around hers, which are still clenched tightly around the cup.
“That fear is going to propel you into action this time, Lena,” I reassure her lowly. “Before, you didn’t know how to channel that fear into action, but now, you do. Trust me, when the time comes, your body will know what to do before your mind even commands it. But you won’t even get that far. I promised that I would protect you and Sophie, and I will. As long as I am here,nothingwill happen to the two of you. I bet my life on that.”
She glances up at me with wide, beguiling eyes, glittering like emeralds. Her lip is clenched between her teeth, and before I know it, my thumb is pulling it free. Her cheeks blush red when my thumb rubs over the petal-like surface.
We’re standing so close that her breath brushes against me, and she rises suddenly on her tippy-toes to press her lips against mine.
Sucking in a sharp breath, I kiss her back. My arms wrap around her waist, taking the cup from her and placing it on the counter without breaking the kiss. Our tongues brush against each other’s, passion pushing the temperature up a few notches.
I wrap my arms around her little waist, and she presses herself into me more desperately. Nibbling on her lip, I clench my hands around her ass, lifting her onto the counter. She lets out a sound of surprise, pulling me back into the kiss by my shirt.
Hunger heats up my body, and I push my hands under her nightgown to feel her soft skin.
She leans back slightly, planting her palms flat on the kitchen counter for support as I drop to my knees.
She pants as I push her silk panties to the side, nibbling and kissing my way to the apex of her thighs. Her milky skin blooms with purple as I continue leaving behind marks, her mouth parted open as raspy gasps and moans leave her mouth.
“Quieter, darling,” I warn her roughly before I lick up her folds. Her spine arches as she brings a hand up to her mouth to silence herself.
She’s tangy and slick, her wetness dirtying my whole face as I eat her out. Her thighs clench around my face, but I pin them down, my fingers digging in as I slurp at her. Her body starts shaking, her back arching as I bring her closer to the precipice.
My cock throbs in my sweatpants, begging for relief, but bringing her to orgasm is the only thing on my mind.
Her fingers dig into my hair as her gasps get higher, and her body stills at one particular flick of my tongue as she reaches her peak. Her eyes are rolled back into her skull as she shakes from the overwhelming pleasure.
I kiss her pubic bone as I part from her, wiping my mouth with my hand as I smirk at her. She opens her eyes, her chest heaving as she looks at me.
“Round two?” she breathes out before her mouth curves into a similar smirk.
Chapter nineteen
