Page 14 of Restored by the Mountain Man (Eden Ridge: Hunter Brothers #3)

EZRA

H er silky, wet walls clamp down on my fingers that drive her pleasure. Her beautiful body undulates as she leans back on my dining room table. I lean over her, my thumb speeding up at her signals.

“Fuck, you’re a gorgeous sight,” I say in awe.

Her eyes open, look into mine, and a million words are exchanged without needing to say them. Her body then locks up before I get to witness the most stunning thing ever: Zoe lets go.

Her husky cry is with full abandon as her body shakes, her hands reaching out for purchase. I grab one, bringing it to my chest, laying my hand flat over hers that grips my shirt.

“That’s it, Zoe. Let me see you. All of you,” I rasp, feeling my dick leaking, begging to be let loose from these jeans.

I slow my ministrations, easing her down from the high. Her head falls back on the table, and she releases an exhausted laugh. I smile, mesmerized by the sheen that glows on her soft, golden brown skin. She’s a naked feast, a goddess set on this table before me, and I can’t decide where to start.

Her brown eyes spark with life and renewed desire. “I want you naked, Mr. Hunter.” Her arched foot slides up my thigh.

I’m pure, primal instinct here. I take her in my arms and march upstairs. Her lips press kisses on my face and neck until her teeth graze my ear. My hand at her ass squeezes as my spine tingles.

We finally make it to my bed, where I gently toss her on it.

Laughing, she stretches like a cat, revealing everything, hiding nothing.

Those cat-like eyes watch me intently. I give her the show she deserves.

I pull my Henley off, letting it drop to the floor.

Her eyes widen slightly, slowly perusing my body, making my cock throb at her attention.

I unbutton my jeans and take the waistband of both the jeans and my black briefs in hand, pulling slowly down my legs until everything lies at my feet. I stand before her. The tip of my cock jerks when her eyes latch on, pure heat in every shift of expression on her face.

I reach inside my closet and slide a random tie off the hanger. I run my fingers through the soft material before reaching the bed. Standing over her, I gauge her reaction to the tie.

I should’ve known this woman was my equal in certain ways. Zoe smirks mischievously before slowly raising both arms with her wrists touching and settling them over her head by the headboard.

Groaning, I close my eyes, the anticipation almost making me come. When I open them, the man I’ve been steps aside, and in his place, an animalistic need transforms my being. She sees it too. Her nose flares and her hips naturally tilt up, wanting.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me, Sweet Cheeks?”

Still keeping those long arms in place, her fire still shows. And I fucking love it. Her perfectly groomed brow arches. “Sweet Cheeks?”

I grin. “The sweetest I’ve ever had the pleasure of being that close to,” I answer. My voice is almost unrecognizable. “Do you know how hard it was not to bite that cheek then lick you top to bottom that first night?”

Her moan is all the permission I need.

I expertly wrap her wrists with my tie, bringing them closer, then loop the tie through the wooden bars. I leave plenty of slack for what I have planned. I tuck two fingers between her wrists and the tie. “Feel okay?” I quietly check in, my face against hers.

Zoe turns her face, our noses brushing together.

“So good,” she whispers, and I can’t resist.

I kiss her, demanding entry with my tongue, and we battle for dominance. Her body twists toward me. I abruptly pull away, leaving us panting. I stand at the end of the bed. Her body is at my mercy. But she’s the one in charge here. I’m at her altar, ready to be worthy of worshiping her tonight.

My knee hits the mattress, and I crawl up her body, running my hands from her delicate ankles, up her strong calves, under her knees, the skin there so soft.

Bending, I leave kisses on the outside of her thigh, kissing up her body.

With my hands tucked under her upper thighs, I grip them tight.

Zoe releases a gasp. I spread her, making room for my body to lie at the juncture.

Growling, I run my nose up her inner thigh. The smell of her arousal drives me wild. My lips are right at her bare lips that glisten with her want. Tracking my eyes up, I meet hers over her heaving breasts, I remind myself to feast on later. Her hands grip the tie, holding on, bracing.

“Want me to kiss you here, Sweet Cheeks?” I ask, letting my warm breath tickle her.

She widens her legs, giving me a clear view of her inner, dark pink lips dripping.

“Does my baby need to come?” I ask, and I don’t know where the endearment comes from. I’m too far gone to care right now.

“I need you, Ezra,” she rasps. “I want you to lose yourself in my body.”

“Fuck,” I gasp, pressing my aching cock into the mattress. “Whatever you need.”

I dive in, wanting to shock her senses. I cover her core with my mouth, running the flat of my tongue between her lower lips and waiting for the moment the tip bumps into that swollen nub I’m dying to become intimately familiar with.

Hearing the pull of her restraints has me smiling as I trace around her clit, listening for what areas drive her higher.

“Ezra,” she cries, her legs restlessly pulling me closer, her smooth thighs squeezing my head.

I tilt my head and devour her, keeping her lower half against the bed as her body naturally fights to move. All to edge her closer. Just when her body tightens up, I pull away, the pop of my lips loud in the quiet of my bedroom.

“No,” she screams, pulling at the tie, whimpering as her hips twist desperately.

Kneeling between her legs, I lean forward and kiss her. I feel the tip of my shaft leak on her stomach, the pain both exhilarating and torturous.

“Please,” she whimpers, “I have to feel you fill me.” She licks my top lip.

My chest rumbles. “Soon,” I say at her mouth, then straighten up.

Taking her curvy hips in hand, I dig my fingers into her skin before I flip her onto her stomach. Crying out, Zoe digs her knees into the mattress, helping me set her bottom half in the air. Her hands squeeze the tie at the headboard tight.

“Damn, that ass.” I reverently run my hands over her two beautiful cheeks before squeezing. Zoe pushes her ass further into my hands.

I'm doing what I’ve been dreaming about for two days. I take a bite of her right cheek, then lick the bite. Her panting echoes in the room. From behind, I spread her cheeks and see her arousal drip down the valley of her pussy.

“So fucking wet for me,” I admire, licking her from behind.

“Yes,” she exhales. “And I need to feel you inside me. Ezra.”

Pulling back, I slap her right cheek. The sound reverberates in the quiet early evening. “Let me worship this goddess of a body.”

“And me? Do I get to worship yours?” She flips her long hair over her shoulder to look at me.

“How will I be able to refuse?” Even in this moment, it’s vulnerable sincerity. Those deep brown eyes soften, and I realize the moment I’m inside her, she’ll own a part of me.

“But I get the first turn, Sweet Cheeks.” I slap her other ass cheek. “You’ll get the next one.”

The sweetness in her eyes shifts back to that sexy cat. “Take me, Mr. Hunter.”

My fingers massage her back as I stare down at that welcoming entrance. My dick is begging for release. Grunting, I turn to leave the bed and find a condom.

“Wait,” she says. I pause. For the first time tonight, the Zoe most don’t get to see appears; nervous, unsure.

I mold my front to her back, tucking my arms under her body, resting my hands on her full breasts. Lying my head next to hers, I whisper, “What is it, baby?”

“This might be a tall ask,” she whispers back.

“Ask,” I keep my voice low, and kiss her lips.

“I want to feel you. All of you,” she says, her eyes bouncing between mine. “I haven’t…since Tom,” she says, and that’s when it hits.

Groaning, I push my forehead against hers.

“Sorry. That was stupid. You’re right. You don’t know me, and—,” I kiss her to shut up her misunderstood conclusions.

I keep my face close when I release the kiss. “I needed a moment. The thought of feeling those tight, warm inner walls wrapped bare around my cock right now almost made me come on your back.”

Her eyes are wide with wonder. “Oh,” she breathes out.

Chuckling, I grin. “Yeah. Oh.”

Then I get serious. “I wouldn’t ever put you at risk. Ever,” I say firmly. “I haven’t…since,” she doesn’t make me finish that statement.

“Shh.” She kisses me. “It would be an honor to feel you. Raw. And Ezra?”

“Hm?”

She leans over and bites my lip, saying around it, “Don’t hold back.”

I take her mouth, passionately tasting her. The message in that kiss is clear, stating what I can’t bear to say out loud in this moment.

I kiss down her shoulder and back until I’m kneeling behind that beautiful ass. Her hip in one hand, I take my dick in the other and run the wet tip through her folds. Her hips work me to a frenzy before I notch her entrance, and together, as I slowly push in, she pushes back, taking me in deeper.

We both moan, feeling each other for the first time. I hold her waist tight, breathing through the overwhelming pleasure. My body’s on fire.

“Fuck, Sweet Cheeks. You feel so damn good,” I groan.

Gasping, she fights the tie’s slack, her body turning wild as I slowly drag my cock in and out of heaven.

“Oh God,” she chokes. “Harder, Ezra. Take me.”

My body acts before my brain can. I lean forward, angling my body over hers, and snap my hips harder on the next thrust in.

“Yes,” she cries, chasing each entry of my cock.

Grunting, I bare my teeth, my balls growing tighter, my shaft swelling.

Her pussy clenches, fighting my exit. Shouting out, I finally let go.

I take her, as she requests. My hands at her waist take her body, using it to push her into my thrusts.

We’re both far from quiet. Thank goodness we’re far out in the woods.