Page 20 of Strength of the Mountain
The fifth time I jolt awake, I sit up and rub my eyes, giving up on sleep for the time being. “Sorry,” I apologize when Hayden blinks up at me.
“There’s nothing to be sorry for. It makes sense you’d have bad dreams after everything you’ve been through.” He sits up with me, then crawls out of bed.
“Don’t go,” I plead, sounding pathetic even to my own ears.
“Baby,” he soothes as he walks around to my side of the bed. “I’m not leaving, I promise. I was thinking maybe you’d like to join me in the shower? I’ll wash you up and give you a massage. Then, we’ll try sleeping again.”
“That sounds nice,” I tell him with as much of a smile as I can muster.
Hayden lifts me out of bed, carrying me down the hall as if I’m the most precious cargo. As soon as he sets me down, Hayden turns on the shower and then peels my clothes off.
He helps me into the shower once we're both naked, and I close my eyes, letting the hot water trickle over my skin. I can't help the sigh that escapes my lips. "This feels good," I admit.
“I think we can do better thangood,” Hayden murmurs. I open my eyes and see him standing right in front of me, his normally blue eyes a stormy gray.
His fingertips follow the streams of water as they pour over my shoulders, breasts, torso, hips, and finally my throbbing pussy. I moan as his knuckles barely graze my mound before continuing down my inner thighs.
“Shit, sorry, this isn’t about that,” he mumbles to himself. “It’s hard keeping my hands off you, but I promised you a massage.”
“I thought the idea was to distract me from my nightmares,” I tell him with a little smirk. Standing face to face with a naked Greek god of a man while steam curls around us is just too tempting.
Hayden groans and rests his forehead on mine. “I don’t want to hurt you, but Jesus, I want you so bad,” he confesses.
“Then take me,” I challenge. “I’m all yours.”
Hayden cups the back of my neck, pulling me in for a claiming kiss. I open up for him, needing to taste and touch and feel him everywhere. He gently angles my head so he can deepenthe kiss. Two fingers dip into my slit and start circling my little bundle of nerves in slow, steady strokes.
I grip his biceps, digging my nails in as one finger pushes into my entrance, then two. Hayden thrusts his large digits in and out of me, slowly at first, and then faster, faster, faster, grinding his heel down on my clit all while devouring my lips.
Breaking the kiss, I bury my face in between his neck and shoulders as I cry out. I’mrightthere, so close to my much-needed release. He keeps pumping his fingers, twisting and curling them up to rub against my G-spot. Again, again, one more time…
Suddenly, his hand is gone. I nearly fall over at the loss of him, but I regain my composure and glare right at his ridiculously handsome face. Hayden just grins, which makes my pussy clench. God, this man.
“Not yet, angel. Patience.”
With that, he spins me around, my back to his front, and starts massaging me everywhere. His large, calloused hands squeeze my breasts, hips, and my soft, round belly that I’ve always been a little self-conscious of. Hayden has made it clear that he loves every inch of me.
His hands trail lower, once again teasing my pussy lips. My clit throbs in time with my heartbeat, begging him to do something about the unbearable ache he’s created.
“Hayden…” I moan, wiggling my hips in an attempt to get him to touch me where I need him most.
“Not yet,” he murmurs again, licking the shell of my ear before trailing kisses down my neck and shoulder.
His thick, throbbing, hard cock digs into my ass, and I wiggle a bit more until I feel his length nestle in between my cheeks. Hayden groans and rotates his hips, grinding his thick shaft against my ass.
“God, please, Hayden,” I beg. My legs start shaking, and I have to lean forward and brace myself against the wall.
A low growl rises up from deep in Hayden’s chest, the sound vibrating through me, nearly making me come on the spot. He grips my left leg just under my knee and lifts it so my foot is resting on a bench in the corner of the shower I didn’t notice earlier.
“That’s it,fuck, love when you’re spread out for me.” He continues touching every inch of me, caressing my thighs and widening my stance a bit. His cock slides up and down my slit, tapping my clit and nearly sending me over the edge. I’m so damn sensitive and ready to come, I think I might die if he doesn’t get inside of me this second.
“I’ve got you, Cami,” he murmurs, lining himself up with my entrance.
I’m expecting him to thrust inside of me and fuck me hard. I know he’s as desperate for me as I am for him. But Hayden slowly inches inside of me, prolonging the sweet pain deep in my core. He grips my hips, holding me in place as he stretches me open. I hold my breath as he slides home, hitting the very end of me.
“Fucking Christ,” he whispers. “Missed this so damn much.”
Hayden pulls out, just as slowly, making me whine. I open my mouth to tell him to fuck me already, but then Hayden slams his thick dick all the way inside, making me come instantly.
