Page 15 of Loved By the Mountain Man

We finish eating, and he puts the tray on the bedside table and swings his legs over the bed.

What we did last night was all new to me and it felt so amazing, but I don’t know how to ask for it again.

“Kobe…”

I bite my bottom lip, unsure of how to go on.

His thumb swipes the corner of my lip.

“You missed some sauce.”

He sucks the sauce off his thumb, and I can’t take my eyes off his lips. I want to be that thumb. I’m jealous of a thumb. What is this man doing to me?

We move toward each other at the same time, and our lips collide in the middle. His arms wrap around me, and my hands slide down his muscle-ridged back.

If this is a one-time fling, then I’m going to make the most of it, because I’ve never felt safer or more taken care of than when I’m with Kobe.

“Kobe…”

I pull away, trying again to ask him for what I want.

My v-card has been hanging over my head for the last few years. I wanted to save it for someone special. And maybe Kobe is special. Or maybe he’s just a man who knows how to give a woman what she needs. Either way, I want him to be the one.

“I want you to be my first.”

His eyes widen, and flames of desire lash at his irises. His hands cup my cheeks, his callused fingers stroking my soft skin. I close my eyes and lean into his hands. Even this gentle touch does funny things to my body, making electric shocks shoot across my skin and straight down to my lady parts.

He’s looking at me so intently that I have to close my eyes before I’m overwhelmed by the emotion that’s bubbling up inside me.

“Are you sure, Hailey?”

I nod, and he tilts my head up.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart. I need to hear your words. Tell me what you want.”

His voice is husky, and his eyes have gone dark with desire. My own desire grows as I look into those eyes.

“I want you to take my virginity, please.”

Kobe sucks in a breath, and a groan escapes his lips.

“That’s what you want, sweetheart?”

His hands slide down my throat, making the skin inflamed everywhere he touches. My nipples pebble and wet heat gushes between my legs, drenching my panties.

“Yes, please.” My voice comes out as a whisper, making him groan again.

Then his hands are on me, all over my body, pulling my hips toward him and grinding into his hardness. Our mouths collide and we devour each other, the kiss urgent and needy. I can’t get enough if him, his taste, his scent, and his hard cock that’s pressing into my belly.

We pull at each other’s clothes until they’re discarded on the floor and our naked bodies are intertwined.

Rough hands rake down my body, and I feel every hard callous as it runs over my skin. His hungry mouth is on my breasts, sucking my nipples while his beard scratches my skin, sending delicious tingles skittering over my body. It happens so fast. It’s overwhelming and wonderful and so full of sensations that I can barely breathe.

His hands slide over my hips and down between the gap between my legs, making me gasp. “You’re already wet,” Kobe says in wonder, like he doesn’t know what he does to me, that his touch has me writhing, needing a release.

His kisses move down my body, landing gently between my legs. One lick from his hungry tongue, and I’m panting already. It’s too much, too overwhelming.

“Stop,” I pant out, and Kobe backs off. The loss of his mouth on me feels catastrophic.

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