Page 16 of Snowbound Hearts
When I heard her scream, I made a mad dash in that direction and when I saw the mountain lion… my heart stopped. I was about to lose her permanently and the thought almost ended me. Now that she’s in my arms, I’m never letting her go. She belongs here with me.
The question is… will she agree?
After about ten minutes, her crying starts to taper off. “Shh, I’ve got you, baby. You’re okay, now.”
She nods slightly but doesn’t let go of her tight grip around my neck – and I’m okay with that.
“Are you getting warmer?” I whisper. “I can move you closer to the fire.”
She shakes her head as her arms grip me tighter.
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
She shakes her head again.
“Baby, I need to hear your words, please.”
“No, I’m okay.” She pulls back a bit so that I can see her eyes. “Thank you.”
I take a deep breath, “When I saw the lion…” my words drop off.
She nods, “I know.”
I tilt her chin up so I can see her eyes, “No, I don’t think you do, Sydney.”
Her eyes bounce back and forth with mine and something sparks between us. She leans up and her lips touch mine softly at first but then her kiss becomes desperate. “Sydney.”
“Mason.” She looks up at me and I can’t fight my feelings for her any longer. I want Sydney. I want my Sydney back like I want my next breath.
“Are you sure?”
She nods softly and kisses me again. “Never wanted anything more.”
That’s all I need to hear. I lift her up off my lap and onto her back as my tongue explores her mouth. It’s like no time has passed between us. Like the last ten years were only a minute long. She tastes familiar and like home.
Sydney pulls my plaid shirt open, and the buttons go flying around the room. Her hands feel every definition of my chest and abdominal muscles.
“God, I’ve missed you, baby.” I look into her eyes and see her need.
“I want you, Mason. Now, please,” she pleads.
Unbuttoning her shirt, I reach in and palm her breast through her bra as she cups my cock through my jeans. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
“Get these off.” She tugs at the button on my jeans. “I want to touch you.”
We both hurriedly undress and when I pull her back underneath me, I need to look at her. “You’re even more beautiful if that’s even possible, Sydney. God, what was I thinking?”
She smiles, “You weren’t.”
I nod, “You’re right, I wasn’t.” I kiss her neck as my fingers go exploring her pussy. “You’re so wet.”
Her hand grabs my cock. “You’re so hard. My hand can’t wrap all the way around you.”
I inhale deeply, “Fuck, you feel so good.” I lean my head against her breast as I suck in her nipple and bite it softly.
Her hand keeps stroking me and if she doesn’t stop, this will end sooner than either one of us wants. I kiss down her flat stomach to her pubic bone. “You smell delicious, baby.” My finger flicks her clit and she almost jumps off the bed. “You’re still so sensitive. I love it.” I flick it again, this time prepared for her to jump.
“Mason… please.”
