Page 7 of Crushing on the Mountain Man (Mountain Man Summer #3)

Knox

I knew being with Brandy would be amazing.

All week I’ve wanted to touch her. To pull her to me and kiss me.

Just to explore her body is a treat. But to be with her out here.

The warm water of the shower over us. The cool breeze through the trees behind us.

And Brandy’s beautiful eyes, those lips, this body.

This could become addictive. Even having her now I’m already thinking about the next time.

All the different ways, all the different things I could show her.

This week, every time she tried something new, I have fallen a little bit more in love with her.

Entering her now. Holding her tight as I break through her virgin barrier.

She is mine. All mine. I swell inside of her.

Rock hard and trying to take it slow. But out here in the wilds. My need is like an animal. Raw. Hungry.

But, holy stars, Brandy is loving every minute of this new experience.

Grabbing onto her ass I pull her up and down on my shaft.

Her back against the wall. Water flowing over her tits as they bounce around every time I thrust into her.

She is amazing. She is beautiful. She is everything a woman should be.

Our gasps and groans fill the evening air.

I don’t care who hears us. It is just me and her.

The water, the earth, the air and the fire between us.

She has a wild spirit, just like me. She just needed to be reminded of it.

And there is no better place for her to find herself than here at the lake. She belongs here. She belongs with me.

All these thoughts are whirling around my head.

My heart racing. As I thrust into her long and hard.

Giving her every inch of me. And when her nails dig into my shoulders and she screams out her second orgasm.

I finally let myself go. Exploding within her.

Filling her up with my seed. Holding onto her like my life depends on it. Like I don’t ever want to let her go.

When she collapses onto me. Weak and exhausted. I pick her up and carry her over to one of the lounge chairs. Laying her down and then laying my body against hers. Pulling her to me. Planting little kisses on her shoulder as our breathing returns slowly to normal.

“Knox. What happens now?” Brandy has turned to face me. Her fingertips trailing across my shoulder, down my arm. I smile and kiss her deeply.

“Well, give me a minute and then there will definitely be a round two.”

She bites her lip. I know her well enough to know there is something on her mind.

“I mean what happens with us.”

I gently tuck her wayward hair behind her ear. “It’s up to you.”

She thinks about it for a good minute. “I like working on the cabin. I’ve really enjoyed learning how to do things. Getting dirty. The sense of achievement with a job done well.

I love it here at the lake. If I had my way I would just stay here forever.”

She lets out a big sigh. “But Knox, I don’t have family money like you. I need to work, have a career, be an adult and all that. It’s fine for you and your shirtless lifestyle. But I’m not sure I can be that free.”

I understand. I’ve grown up being told I have to conform. Follow a certain path. Be responsible and live up to the family standards. And it’s not that I am irresponsible. I just found my own path to happiness.

I kiss Brandy deeply. It’s hard to lay here next to her and not kiss her. And I want to wipe the worry from her expression.