Page 25 of Her Mountain Boss
He spends the rest of the night doing exactly that, until we fall asleep cuddled together, sated and blissed out.
The last thing I’m conscious of before I pass out is Ford gently kissing my temple and telling me he loves me as he slides his cock inside me, where it’ll stay for the rest of the night.
Nine
Ford
My body is sore and sated after spending the night making love to my sweet Sophia. And I’m not a man who typically describes fucking as making love. But last night? No matter how dirty we got, that’s what that was. It was sweet and filthy and even better than anything I could’ve imagined. I fucked her three times last night. I spent hours with my head between her thighs, eating her delicious pussy. I wasn’t even trying to make her come. I just couldn’t stop, and she didn’t want me to stop, so I didn’t. It was the best night of my life.
Sliding inside Sophia’s hot little cunt felt like coming home. It felt like I finally found where I belong.
I roll over in bed and watch her sleep. Her long lashes fan out across her cheeks, casting shadows in the early morning light. I’m obsessed with the dusting of freckles dotting the bridge of her nose, with how perfect her curls look splayed across my pillow. Her soft pink lips are slightly parted in sleep, the skin of her neck pink from my beard.
A wave of possession slams into me, so intense that it makes it hard for me to breathe. Sophia’s mine now—mine to love, mine to fuck, mine to take care of. I know she has doubts and worries about how others will see our relationship, but I don’t give a fuck about what other people think. She’s the only thing that matters now. The only thing I care about. If people have a problem with our relationship, they can fuck right off. We’re both adults, and we know what we want.
She stirs slightly, sighing happily in her sleep, and the corner of my mouth kicks up. I could watch her all day. I never want to take my eyes off her. I’m obsessed. I’m in love. I want to know her, inside and out. I want to know every single thought in her head, every single dream in her heart. I want every part of her. And in turn, I’ll happily give her every part of me.
My phone buzzes on the nightstand, jarring me from my thoughts. I reach for it, eyes still on Sophia, and glance at the screen. It’s a text from my brother, and my stomach drops.
Derrick: Hey, brother. Surprise! We’ll be in Honey Ridge later today. Jenny wants to see the lodge and check in on Sophia.
Well, fuck. I scrub a hand over my face, tension creeping in. Obviously, we need to tell her mom and my brother about our relationship, given that this is the real deal. Given that we’re in love and I’m already thinking about ring shopping. But truth be told, I was hoping to have more than just one night with her before having to face the music. I wanted longer to bask in this, just the two of us, no outside shit. I want to stay in our little bubble for just a little while longer. I look back at Sophia, still sleeping peacefully.
I type out a quick response, my thumbs hitting the keys harder than necessary.
Ford: Wasn’t expecting you. Place is booked solid tonight.
His reply is almost immediate.
Derrick: No worries, we’ll just crash in Sophia’s cabin. See you later.
Double fuck. I toss the phone onto the nightstand and scrub my hands over my face again. We haven’t had the chance to talk about how we’re going to tell our family that we’re together. I’ve never met Sophia’s mom and don’t know how she’ll take the news, but I have a feeling she’s not going to be overjoyed that her barely out of university daughter is in love with a man twice her age. Will Derrick punch me? Maybe. I can’t so no for sure on that one.
I glance at Sophia again, her lips slightly parted, her hair a wild mess on the pillow. She’s going to freak out when she finds out. But she won’t face this alone. She’ll never face anything alone again as long as I’m breathing.
I lean down and press a soft kiss to her forehead. “Sophia,” I murmur. “Wake up, baby girl.”
She stirs, her eyes fluttering open. A soft smile tugs at her lips when she sees me. “Morning, handsome,” she says, her voice still thick with sleep.
“Morning,” I reply, brushing a curl away from her face. “We’ve got a situation.”
Her brow furrows, worry etched on her pretty face. I hate that I have to wake her up with this. I’d planned on waking her up in a much dirtier way. “What is it?”
I take a deep breath. “Your mom and my brother are coming for a surprise visit tonight.”
Her eyes widen, and I can tell she’s wide awake now. “What?” she breathes, pushing up onto her elbows. “Why?”
“They want to check in on you,” I say. “And see the lodge.” She swallows hard, her face paling. “Ford,” she whispers, her voice filled with panic. “They’re going to freak out. My mom’s going to lose it. Obviously we have to tell them the truth aboutus, but…shit. Shit, shit, shit.” I can see the panic in her hazel eyes.
I take her hand, squeezing it tightly. “It’ll be okay,” I say softly. “We’re going to face this together, and no matter what they say, it doesn’t change how I feel about you, or us.” I say, my voice firm. I lace our fingers together and hold them together over my heart. “I love you, no matter the fallout.”
“But what if they freak out when they find out and they tell everyone and it hurts the lodge? If it hurts the business? What if your brother is mad at you? What if my mom—”
I cut her off with a slow, sweet kiss. “Shhh. Breathe, kitten. It’s not going to hurt the lodge. I know you’re worried. But we’re adults. We’re not doing anything wrong.”
She lets out a shaky breath. “Are you forgetting that you’re technically my uncle?”
I grin and shake my head. “I’m technically yourstep-uncle, and we hadn’t ever met until very recently. We’re not related by blood. We’re not doing anything wrong,” I repeat. “Others may not approve, but so what? They can shove it up their asses.”
