Page 19 of My Apocalypse Mountain Man
He strips while I kick off my boots and jeans. When I straighten up, he's naked and hard, and the look in his eyesmakes me want to get on my knees and devour him, worship him.
"Bed," he orders.
"Make me."
His mouth curves. "Wrong answer."
He lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the bed. But instead of laying me down, he sets me on my feet and spins me around, pressing me forward over the mattress.
"Stay like that."
I brace my hands on the bed, looking back over my shoulder. "Like this?"
"Just like that." His hand slides down my spine, over the curve of my ass, between my legs. When his fingers find how wet I am, he makes a satisfied sound. "Fuck, you're soaked."
"Your fault."
"Damn right it is." He pushes two fingers inside me, and I gasp. "You've been wet since I said I love you, haven't you?"
"Yes."
"Wanted me to throw you down and fuck you right there on the trail?"
"Yes."
He works his fingers deeper, thumb circling my clit. "What do you want now, Sierra? Tell me."
"You. Inside me. Stop teasing."
"Not teasing. Getting you ready." He adds a third finger, stretching me, and I push back against his hand. "That's it. Fuck yourself on my fingers. Show me how much you want it."
I rock back into his hand, shameless, chasing the pleasure. But it's not enough. I need more.
"Kole, please."
"Please what?"
"Fuck me. Now."
He withdraws his fingers, and I hear him spit into his hand, the wet sound as he strokes himself. Then he's positioning himself, the head of his cock pushing against my entrance.
"You want this?" he asks, voice strained.
"God, yes."
He drives into me in one hard thrust, burying himself completely. I cry out, fingers clutching the blanket as he fills me.
"Too much?" he asks, holding still.
"Not enough. Move."
He pulls almost all the way out and slams back in, setting a brutal pace that has me gasping with each thrust. His hands grip my hips hard enough to bruise, holding me in place as he fucks me.
"This what you needed?" he asks between thrusts. "Needed me to fuck you hard?"
"Yes. Fuck. Don't stop."
"Not planning to."
