Page 18 of Brewing with the Mountain Man
“Come for me,” he groans. And I realize how close he is to doing the same. “Let me feel you fall apart on my cock.”
I've never been this vocal in bed, never felt this wild and uninhibited. But something about Ledger brings out a side of me I didn't know existed.
"That's my girl," he growls.
And suddenly the coil snaps and I’m shattering beneath him, vision blurring, as I cry out his name.
Everymuscle clenches and spasms.
“You’re gonna make me explode. I can’t resist that tight little pussy milking my goddamn cock.” He groans as he thrusts…then roars moments later.
I hold him tight as his heat floods into me, his hips jerking erratically.
We finally collapse together in a sweaty, satisfied tangle.
After a moment, he shifts, pulling me against his chest.
"Jesus," I pant.
"Yeah." He presses a kiss to my hair.
His bed smells like both of us now.
Reality starts seeping in.
I stiffen without meaning to and his arm around me loosens. I can practically feel him retreating even though he hasn't moved.
"Regrets already?" he asks, flatly.
"No, I—" I sit up, pulling the sheet with me. "It's just…not typical for me."
“And you think this is typical for me?” He's already getting up, reaching for his pants. “After prison…I figured this part of me was dead.”
"Ledger, wait." I grab his arm. "Please don’t shut me out now. Can we just talk?"
He looks at me for a long moment, then sits on the edge of the bed, far enough away that we're not touching. But the distance feels like miles.
"I don't regret it," I say firmly. "I could never regret that. It's just—god, my job is literally to enforce regulations, and instead I'm?—"
"Fucking the lawbreaker?"
"That's not—" I take a breath. "You're not just some lawbreaker to me. That's the problem."
His shoulders relax slightly. "Then what am I?"
"I don't know," I admit. "This is insane. We've known each other two days. You live alone in the woods and seem perfectly happy to never see another human being. While I have a job, a life in town. This shouldn't work."
He runs a hand over his face.
"But I've also never felt like this." The words tumble out before I can stop them. "I've dated, had relationships, thought I knew what chemistry was. But this? With you? It's like nothing I've ever experienced. And that’s really scary…because I don't want this feeling to end."
He turns to look at me then, and the hope in his eyes breaks my heart.
"I know it's crazy," I continue. "I know there are a thousand reasons this is a bad idea. But when you look at me, when you touch me, none of those reasons matter."
He scoots closer to me on the bed, his hand sliding over my arm. "I've been alone so long I forgot what connection felt like. Figured I'd die out here, just me and Bear til the end. Thought that's what I deserved."
"Ledger—"
