Page 81 of Wrecked on the Mountain

"FUCK! JAMIE!"

His tongue retreats, only to be replaced with his fingers move quickly over my pussy, fast swipes on my clit until my body is pulsing with pleasure so sharp I feel like I'm suspended at the highest peak before freefall.

"That's it, good girl. Come for me," Jamie growls, his hand moving faster as I explode from within. "Yes, fuck, look at your cunt. So damn sexy."

The pressure that explodes from within me is exquisite.

I clutch at his shoulders, my nails leaving crescent moons in his skin. Pleasure coils tighter with every expert touch, the mountain air kissing my feverish skin as I arch against his hand.

He kisses his way back up my body, his lips glistening with evidence of my release.

"Perfect," he whispers again as he kisses me deeply. The taste of myself on his lips is electric, grounding me in this perfect moment.

While I'm still trembling from my orgasm, I reach for his belt with shaking hands, needing him more than I need air.

"Need you inside me," I whisper, working frantically at his buckle. "Now, Jamie. Please."

He helps me free him from his jeans, and then he's settling between my legs, the thick head of his cock teasing my entrance and rubbing over my already sensitive clit.

"You sure about this?" he asks, even though we're already both naked on his deck with the entire valley spread below us. "Here, like this?"

"Absolutely. Make love to me in your sacred place, Jamie. Make it ours."

He slides into me and we both groan at the perfect fit. The heated blanket cushions us while mountain air kisses our skin, and I've never felt more alive, more beautiful, morewantedthan I do right now.

Jamie moves slowly at first, his forehead pressed against mine as we find our rhythm. But as the sun climbs higher and our need grows more desperate, he picks up the pace until we're both gasping and clinging to each other.

"I love you," he pants against my neck, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Love you so fucking much, Brooke."

"I love you too," I cry out, feeling another orgasm building. "Always, Jamie. Always."

When we come together, our voices mingling in the crisp morning air, I know this moment has changed everything.

This deck, this view, this man… they're all mine now, just like I'm his.

Afterward, Jamie wraps us both in blankets and pulls me against his chest, our breathing slowly returning to normal as we watch the valley wake up below us.

"Well, I guess we should probably head to work soon," I murmur eventually, though I never want to leave this perfect bubble we've created.

"Probably," he agrees, but his arms tighten around me. "Five more minutes?"

I smile and settle deeper into his embrace. "Five more minutes."

***

I float through the Mountain Rescue station doors thirteen minutes late and absolutely glowing. My skin still tingles from Jamie's touch, and I can't stop the smile tugging at my lips every time I think about this morning.

I love you too. Always, Jamie. Always.

The words replay in my mind as I hang up my jacket, trying to look professional despite feeling like I'm walking on air.

"Well, well, well," Chase's voice cuts through my post-orgasmic haze. "Look what the mountain cat dragged in."

I turn to find him leaning against the equipment lockers, arms crossed and wearing the biggest shit-eating grin I've ever seen. Knox sits at the communications desk, not even pretending to work as he studies me with raised eyebrows.

"Morning, boys," I say, aiming for casual but probably missing by a mile. "Beautiful day, isn't it?"

"Sure is," Knox drawls, his deadpan delivery making me squirm. "Real...glowingkind of day."