Kept By The Mountain Man (Montana Mountain Men Book 3) by Gemma Weir

Author:Gemma Weir [Weir, Gemma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hudson Indie Ink
Published: 2021-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

14

Granger

Her pupils dilate and her breathing quickens as I stare down at her. She might think she’s hiding, but every single one of her emotions is written across her face. In moments like this when her guard is down, she’s so easy to read. She wants to be cared for, coddled, protected and I’m so fucking glad; because now that her barrier of stoic indifference is gone, she’s just a scared, needy woman who longs to be loved.

I love Bonnie for her fight and Cora for her sassy independence, but I knew my woman would be different. I didn’t know until I saw Alice that I need to be needed, and she needs me.

My dick actually gets harder every time I think about how the ravaged look in her eyes calms when I hold her close, when I take the time to settle her anxious thoughts. I think she thought I’d run a mile when she told me she’s needy, clingy and dependent, but all it did was make my cock swell, and my need to claim her in every way possible surged to life even more persistently than before.

I know she didn’t take it seriously when I said I’m going to keep her, to marry her, but I wasn’t joking. The courthouse is open first thing Tuesday morning and by lunch, I plan to have my ring on her finger and have her last name changed to Barnett. She’s a flight risk, so I’m going to tie her to me in every way legally possible as quickly as I can, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen.

Curling my arm around her shoulder, I pull her back into the stream of people moving around the festival, leaning down to whisper into her ear as we walk. “Do you want your reward with my tongue, my fingers or my dick?”

Her breathing stutters and I smile into her neck. “I don’t want to make you any more sore than you already are, so maybe I should eat you, lick you clean, then get you all wet again, so I can taste you all over again. Maybe I should lick and suck on your nipples until your pussy is creaming for me, I haven’t had enough time to play with your tits yet. I don’t want to neglect them.”

When she stumbles, I tighten my hold on her, keeping her upright. “Are your panties soaked yet, honey? I’m gonna check when we get on the ghost train, I’m gonna finger your wet pussy in the dark and you’ll have till the ride finishes to come all over my hand.”

“Granger,” she whines, her voice breathy.

Smiling, I chuckle. “Come on, honey, let’s go ride some rides.”

Two hours later, we’ve ridden nearly every ride and she’s come on my fingers twice. After the second time, I made her lick my fingers clean and almost came in my fucking jeans. “Food and a drink, a man cannot live on your taste alone,” I announce, dragging her away from the tilt-a-whirl and toward the food stalls.

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