Nodding, she wipes her eyes and tries to pick up her dress, but I stop her. She’s not covering this body up. When we’re alone, it’s all skin all the time. “Don’t you dare cover this up. I thought we established this is mine, and I want to look at it.”
The answer to my wondering about her blushes from the day we first met to now is finally answered as I watch it flush down her neck, to her breasts, and I kiss each nipple, before sitting us on the couch.
She tells me about her one and only boyfriend and everything he did, and what happened after she lost her job. How hard she was working to make things work, and the whole time the bastard was cheating on her after being together for years.
I’m itching to go to New York now and pay a visit to this Howard. Explain to him what a real man is.
“So, as you can tell, things have been terrible this year. And being on the mountain, I decided, yup, of course, this is the icing on the cake. But you showed up and changed everything.” She smiles at me and interlocks our fingers.
“Damn straight I did, and I’ve never been so thankful for a wildfire in my life.” She gives me a look. “I know. It’s horrible, but it doesn’t make it any less true. I might not have ever met you, and to me, that’s an even bigger tragedy.”
“We are horrible people because I’m the same way.”
“Nope, just two people madly in love.” I kiss her again, because now that I can, I won’t ever stop.
“Oh, about the move to New York. That’s not happening.”
I lean back so I can watch her face better. “What?”
“I hate New York. I’m not a city girl at all. And my friend Beth offered for me to move in with her while I get my freelance marketing business going. Having you here now, it’s what I want to do.”
“Seriously?” I won’t have to leave my mountain.
She nods and says, “Yup.” Putting an extra pop on the p.
“Damn, this is even better news. I get my girl and keep my mountain.” I go for a kiss before I stop myself. “Only one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“You’re not moving in with Beth, you’re moving in with me. I’ve got thirty-eight years without you. I’m not going another day.”
“Isn’t that rushing things?”
I lift my brow at her. “Trouble, we love each other. There’s no better time than to start now.”
“Well, you’ve got me,” she says as she wraps her arms around my neck. “You better make love to me..”
She’s right. We need to make love now, but as my cock returns to his hardened glory, and the intoxicating lust has dimmed somewhat, I’m not such a beast, and I don’t want our first time to be on the couch. I want our first time in my bed, our bed.
I stand and lean over to pick Larissa up. “What are you doing?”
“We’re going to make love in our bed. I’ll fuck you on the couch later.” I run down the hallway to the primary bedroom and begin thinking about where I need to expand so there are more bedrooms for when we have children, because there’s no way I won’t help her bring babies into this world. It needs more people like her in it.
She giggles and kisses along my neck. There’s no more foreplay needed now. We’ve had enough.
I lay her on the bed and step back and take my shoes, socks and pants off. Watching my Trouble lick her lips in anticipation is going to be burned into my brain for the rest of my life.
“Watching you earlier, fuck sweetheart, it was the sexiest moment of my life. Everything with you is always going to the best moment.”
Her hand reaches for me, and I climb onto the bed and lie on top of her. She moves her hand to my cock and strokes me twice before lining me up to her entrance. “I’m ready for you. Don’t make me wait any longer. Make love to me.”
My cock jolts from her hand and the wetness at her entrance. “I love you, Trouble.”
“I love you, my hero.”
With as much care and gentleness as I possess in this world, I enter her, clenching my jaw at how tight, hot, and wet she is as she engulfs my cock. She wasn’t lying. She is ready for me, and I continue to push in until I’m all the way in. As soon as I am, we both let out a breath, and we kiss. I stay inside of her, not moving, and we make out for the longest time. Only stopping once my dick is pulsing to be moved and to take care of both our needs.
Without lifting my lips from hers, I pull back and make love to my woman, and it’s the most incredible sensation in the world. It overwhelms me, and I don’t know how long I can last, so I move my hand to her clit and work to get her off because I need to feel her shatter around me, so I can pick up all the pieces and put them in their proper place.
