Page 11 of Found By the Mountain Man

The words send a chill through me and I press myself against him, needing the warmth. He doesn’t say more, and soon his breathing deepens with sleep.

I lie awake for a long time wondering what causes a man to scream in the night.

7

INDIGO

Iwake the next morning with a hard rod pressed into my lower back and damp heat between my legs. A smile spreads across my lips when I realize what it is that’s prodding my back.

With the sun streaming through the window, it’s easy to forget Rhys’s nightmare. And right now, his hardness behind me feels too good.

I move my hips against him, and my smile broadens when her stirs. He pushes against me, and I roll my hips back toward him.

I’m facing the wall and I can’t see him, but I’m aware of every inch of his body. I’m aware of his hand as it moves from my hips, over the curves of my stomach, and up to my breasts. The way my nipples pebble as he caresses them through my t-shirt. Then, when his hand slides under my shirt so there’s nothing between us, the moan that escapes my lips and the way my back arches into him.

Then his lips are on the back of my neck, the heat from his mouth sending shivers down my spine.

We don’t talk. I’m too afraid to break the spell. I let his hands rove over my body as I tilt my hips and rub against his hardness.

There’s an ache in my core that’s been growing with every day that we spend together. A needy tug, and I’m ready for release.

His hand slides between my legs, and I moan as he rubs me through my panties. They’re already drenched, and he pulls the fabric aside to stroke my soaking folds.

A small cry escapes me. There’s something intense and secretive about not speaking. But I’m sure as hell going to moan when he makes me feel this good.

My hand reaches behind until I find his length. Rhys is only in his underwear, and I slide my hand inside the fabric to pop his cock out. My fingers barely fit around his girth, it’s that big.

At the same time, his finger slides into me, and I jerk backwards at the sudden sensation. I’ve never been with a man before, and the things I’m feeling are all new.

His palm rubs against my most sensitive spot while his finger slides into my pussy.

I’m stroking his dick at the same time, my movements getting more jerky as the pleasure overtakes me.

I push my ass back into him. My panties form a barrier between us, and they’re soaked through from his pre-cum and my arousal.

I want to rip my panties off and slide onto his cock. But I’m too close to coming on his hand. His palm moves in little circles, and I can’t bear it any longer. My pants turn to cries as my orgasm hits. I clench his fingers as my pussy convulses, and I tug hard on his cock with my hand. He groans and hot liquid squirts up my back.

It’s so dirty and hot that I come again, riding his palm while my body shakes.

When we’re both finished, the only sound is our hard breathing. Only then do I turn to face Rhys. He’s got a big grin on his face.

“Morning, Rainbow.”

I like the nickname he’s given me. It’s sounds hopeful and pretty. Two things I definitely wasn’t when I arrived here, but am starting to feel whenever I’m around Rhys.

“That was…”

I’m not sure how to describe it. Amazing, wonderful…

“…the release I needed.”

I regret the words as soon as I’ve said them. They sound hollow and ungrateful, as if it didn’t mean anything when it meant the world to me.

The grin falls from his face. He pulls up his pants and slides out of bed.

“Glad I could be of service.” There’s a hard note to his voice that I haven’t heard before.

“I didn’t mean it like that…”

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