Page 9 of Temptation for the Mountain Man
Blaze continues moving his fingertips in circles, sliding in slowly. His eyes roll, his face contorting like he's in ecstasy. I breathe, his fullness overwhelming at first. A slight pinch as Blaze pulls out and pushes in again. He fills me so completely that I worry I'll never feel whole again without him inside me.
"Are you okay?" Blaze pants unsteadily.
I realize he's holding back. "Yes. Yes." I use my heels to urge him forward. "Move. It feels amazing."
"...her breathing picks up and her core tightens around my cock. She's close, but I'm not ready for her to come yet. Ipull out, ignoring her whines of protest as I flip her onto her stomach."
"Oh, fuck. Okay, tell me if it stops being good for you." Blaze thrusts forward.
My eyes roll back in my head. "Oh, God, Blaze! Fuck, yes. Yes!" My whole body warms, and a tingling sensation sparks in my core as he circles his hips, snapping forward with increasing fervor as I moan my pleasure.
"Fuck, gorgeous. Oh, god. I've never felt like this. Fuck!" Blaze groans, our sweaty bodies slick against one another as we roll like perfectly matched waves.
"I'm desperate to find release, but I refuse to come before her. As my balls tighten, I reach between us..."
I roll my hips, chasing the flickering sparks that promise a pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. "Oh, God, yes. More, more. Yes!" The rest of my words scatter, leaving me with nothing but desperate pleas.
"Oh, fuck, Callie. I’m never letting you go. I'm obsessed with you. I don't care that you're too young for me. You’re mine."
Another hot rush spills between us as his words sink in. Pleasure rips through me, a sob tearing free. “Shut up, or I’ll start calling you Daddy. Oh, fuck!” The curse flies from my lips because sweetness is impossible when he’s fucking me this filthy.
"...she's close. Her legs shake as she rolls her hips. I reach between us, pinching her clit to send her over the edge with me..."
"Oh, God." Blaze grips my shoulders, fucking me like a wild animal as I hold on for the ride. "Call me Daddy, and I'll put a baby in you whether you like it or not."
His promise is my undoing.
I moan as I shatter around his cock. "Oh, my god. Fuck. Fuck!" I call out, his desperate thrusts prolonging my pleasure.
"Her tight pussy clamps down on my hard cock, and that's all it takes. I moan in pure ecstasy as ropes of my cum paint the inside of her womb. My feral side desperately wants to see her belly swell with my baby."
"Oh, God. Fuck! I love you, Callie. You're mine! Fuck, fuck, fuck," Blaze calls out, climaxing loudly as I shatter on his cock once more, sobbing out my third orgasm of the night.
Blaze continues to thrust lazily inside me as the pleasure fades. He reaches over to stop the audiobook, pausing to stare into my eyes. He kisses me, soft and sweet, and my heart squeezes painfully in my chest.
Blaze pulls out and disappears into the bathroom to discard the condom. Even though I know he was speaking nonsense in the heat of the moment, a tiny, rebellious part of me is disappointed that he used protection. I chide myself for getting too attached and try not to overanalyze his pretty words. But when he returns with a wet cloth to clean me up, I want nothing more than to have his babies.
He climbs back into bed, pulling me into him. I remind myself to stay in the moment because hope can be a painful bitch.
But I know, deep in my heart, that I'd give anything to be his forever.
Chapter 6
Blaze
We lie in a heap of sweaty, tangled sheets, neither of us in a hurry to move as we listen to the sleet fall against the cabin. When a ping interrupts our quiet, Callie sits up and lets out an irritated little huff before tossing her phone to the bedside table. She doesn't say anything, settling herself next to me again as I pull my quilt up around us.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Yes." Callie glances up at me and sighs. "Shelly, my mom, is demanding money. She's threatening to stop caring for my grandmother unless I send her a monthly check."
"Your grandma's sick?" I ask, pulling Callie closer to me so I can feel her heartbeat.
"No. Shelly doesn't know I talk to Grandma regularly. She has a second phone for my sister and me. But narcissists will say anything to get a response."
"I'm sorry you have to deal with someone like that." I silently vow to find a way to help her.
Callie shrugs. "It is what it is." She snuggles onto my chest, and I tuck her closer against my body.
