Page 19 of Dangerous Mountain Man

We’d quickly overcome the pain I’d felt from my first time. My body had stretched to accommodate him. His length was impressive, but when he was inside me, it didn’t matter. He filled me up in every way possible.

“That feels so good,” I said. “Ohhhh.”

I barely recognized my own voice as the sound came out. It was a long, drawn-out moan, and it seemed to come from somewhere outside of my body. I threw my head back again as I began vibrating, every cell alive, all focused on this one man.

“Oh yes, yes, yes,” I finally cried out, gasping and moving my finger faster and faster.

As I came down, I realized just how hard it was to catch my breath. I removed my finger, still trying to recover, and wrapped my legs around his waist. I used my feet to nudge him faster and faster. That was when he opened his eyes, his gaze landing on my breasts. They already seemed bigger, and I didn’t think there was much room to grow. I would definitely have to buy new blouses if this was what pregnancy had in store.

But Memphis wouldn’t mind. He couldn’t get enough of them. In fact, he reached out and cupped one as he closed his eyes and grunted, a low, guttural sound that went straight to my core.

When it was over, I sat up and hugged him, pressing my face against his chest. This was home. Wherever we were, as long as he had his arms around me, I was where I needed to be.

“Another cookie?” he asked, pulling back to look down at me.

I smiled. “Is there ice cream in the freezer?”

He nodded. He knew exactly what I wanted. He pulled out, fastened his pants, and, still shirtless, went to the freezer to grab my ice cream. I headed to the bedroom to get my robe, and when I returned, he had made me a bowl with two scoops of vanilla ice cream and a chocolate chip cookie on either side. He’d even drizzled some chocolate syrup over it.

Yes, my man knew the key to my heart—and my stomach.

We settled on the couch with a plate full of cookies for him and my gourmet treat in my hands. He fired up a movie we’d been planning to watch.

I loved our movie nights. And they would only get better once we had kids to share them with us.