Page 25 of My Apocalypse Mountain Man
"Then what?"
"Just thinking about how much has changed. How much you've changed me."
She tilts her head back to look at me. "Changed you how?"
"Three months ago, I would have said no. Wouldn't have even considered it. Too risky, too much exposure, too many people I don't know." I run my hands up her back. "But you were right. Isolation wasn't keeping me safe. It was just keeping me alone."
"And now?"
"Now I think maybe building something with you—with all of them—is worth the risk."
"That's very profound, Mountain Man."
"I told you not to call me that."
"Make me stop."
The challenge in her eyes ignites something in me. I kiss her hard, backing her toward the radio table. When the back of her thighs hit the edge, I lift her up and set her on it.
"Here?" she asks, breathless.
"Here." I drag her jeans and panties down in one motion, dropping them on the floor. "Spread your legs."
She does, leaning back on her hands, watching me with dark eyes as I step between her thighs. I run my hands up her legs, pushing them wider.
"You're soaked," I say, sliding two fingers through her wetness.
"Your fault."
"Yeah?" I push my fingers inside her, watching her face as she gasps. "What got you wet, Sierra? Me saying I'd go to Riverwatch with you? Thinking about fucking in the truck on the way there?"
"Thinking about you," she admits, rocking against my hand. "Always thinking about you."
I work her with my fingers, thumb circling her clit, building her up. When I feel her getting close, I withdraw, ignoring her sound of protest.
"Kole."
"Patience." I free my cock, already hard and leaking. "I want to feel you come on my cock, not my fingers."
I position myself and push inside, both of us groaning at the sensation. The table's the perfect height, so I can drive in deep from this angle.
"Fuck, you're tight," I growl, gripping her hips. I pull almost all the way out and slam back in, setting a hard, fast rhythm.
Sierra braces one hand on the table, the other clutching my shoulder as I fuck her. "That's it," she gasps. "Harder."
I give her what she wants, pounding into her while the table creaks beneath us. Her tits bounce with each thrust, and I lean down to catch one nipple in my mouth, sucking hard.
"Oh god, Kole. Right there. Don't stop."
"Not stopping. Gonna make you come all over my cock."
I slide my hand between us, finding her clit. The added sensation makes her cry out, her pussy clenching around me.
"That's it. Come for me, baby."
"So close," she pants.
"What do you need?"
