Page 28 of Single Mom for the Mountain Men
Growling, I bite into her neck, and she cries out, the sound soft and sweet. I could get addicted to that noise. Soothing the bite with my tongue, I nibble on her neck a bit more, enjoying how she writhes over me.
“Brody,” she calls out, the sound more exhale than anything.
“Lena,” I whisper as I bring our lips together, crushing her against me. She blooms like a flower in my grasp, her legs falling on either side of my waist as I move her on top of me. Wrapping her soft, blonde hair into my grip and making a tight fist around it, I trace bites down her sternum, pulling down her flimsy nightgown as I go.
She breathes out harshly and whimpers when I take each nipple into my mouth to nibble on it softly. Her tits are perfect.
“Brody, please, I’m so wet,” she complains, moving her hips in circles on top of me. I can feel her furnace-like warmth as she rubs against me like a cat in heat.
In a quick maneuver, I move on top of her, pushing up her nightgown to see the sight of her soaked panties.
Making quick work to get rid of them, I rub my fingers against her in circles, making her cry out as she digs her nails into my forearm. Her breath catches in her throat as her back arches, feeling me insert two fingers into her wetness.
“Brody!” she moans, lost in pleasure.
Nearly seeing red because of my own desire, I unbutton my jeans with one hand, pushing them down, along with my boxers, to free my cock. The head is bulging, extremely sensitive, and I hiss as I rub it against her. She groans as I finally push myself into her, her body locking up at the size of the intrusion.
“Breathe, baby,” I tell her roughly while thumbing her exposed nipples.
She whines again, her beautiful eyes blinking at me needily. I lean over her to give her a kiss, licking into her mouth with fervor. She’s tight as shit, nearly making me lose my sanity as I rut deeper.
“You’re so deep,” she whispers into my mouth, her nails digging into my nape as she holds on for dear life.
“Fuck, that’s right.” I grunt, burying myself to the root inside of her. She digs her heels into my ass, telling me to go faster.
That’s all the permission I need, because without any preamble, I start roughly hammering into her.
She’s trying to be quiet so as not to wake up her child, but her sounds are still like a song I want to hear on repeat forever. Her back curves as I go in deeper with each thrust, hitting that spot inside her that makes her see stars.
“Oh, oh, fuck, Brody,” is all she is able to say, until she’s resorted to making only sounds of pleasure. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, and her mouth is parted as she pants with pleasure.
She looks like the embodiment of sin.
I ravish her to my heart’s content, my thumbs digging into her thighs as I pound her into the bed, my gut tightening with each stroke. She takes it so well, so wet and hot around me.
“I’m—fuck!” is all she’s able to manage before a cry rips out of her throat, her eyes rolling back. Her body twitches once before it locks up, her warmth pulsing around me.
A few thrusts later, I follow behind her, grunting as I spill inside her.
Her legs stay locked around me, even when I’ve parted from her. Her arms are wrapped tightly around my nape, her breathing harsh as she comes down.
I let myself relax in her embrace as I soothe her, petting every surface of her soft, milky skin.
I’m here,you’re safe,is what I try to convey through these touches. I’ve never been good with my words, but I hope I can show her with my touch that I will always protect her.
Chapter fourteen
CHAPTER 14: Lena
“Soph, man, that’s not cool!” Tanner complains while putting down his Ken doll on the dinner table.
“And why not?” she asks innocently. “You said that Ken is stupid, so now, he won’t date Barbie. She deserves someone smarter.”
“But this dude will be so alone, then,” Tanner laments, looking like he is seriously upset over how Barbie is pushing Ken away.
I plate the food I’ve made, my smile irrepressible.
I think about the changes to my life as I putter around the kitchen, half-listening to my daughter bicker good-naturedly with Tanner. Aiden and Tanner have always been open and welcoming to us, but Brody’s change of attitude toward us is really heartening.
