9
Jasmine
I’m so freaking happy that I’m struggling not to squeal like an excited teenager. Now that I understand what’s been going on in Trent’s mind, everything is clear. It makes sense that a strong, protective man like him would want to shield me from the worst parts of himself, and even though he was wrong to try and make that decision for me, I know in my heart that he thought he was doing the right thing. He thought he was keeping me safe by putting distance between us. But hopefully, with time he’ll come to realize that being with him is what makes me feel safe. I feel like nothing can touch me as long as Trent is by my side.
Though right now, being touched by my mountain man is exactly what I want.
Trent floors it up Snowfall Ridge, and my heart races the closer we get to his cabin. He keeps stealing greedy glances at me and electricity zips through my body when I think of what he’s going to do to me next. I’m already wet for him. Last night was amazing, but now I want more.
I want Trent’s cock inside me.
I want to feel him filling me up with that huge length until we’re both coming.
Oh God, I want him so bad.
“Are we nearly there?” I whine.
Trent chuckles, his eyes hungry. “Two minutes, princess. Then you’re all mine.”
Soon, we skid to a halt outside the cabin. I barely have time to take off my seatbelt before Trent jumps out of the truck and opens the passenger-side door, pulling me into his arms and carrying me bridal-style into the cabin. It reminds me of the way he carried me when I was running from the cops, and I tingle with pleasure, nuzzling against his brawny chest.
Once we reach his bedroom, we’re on each other like animals, grabbing urgently at our clothes. My blouse and skirt are thrown to the floor, followed by Trent’s shirt and jeans. I shudder as he reaches around my back and unhooks my bra, leaving me in nothing but my panties.
“Shit,” Trent groans, filling his hands with my plump tits. “You’re so pretty, Jasmine. So fucking perfect.”
I moan appreciatively as he tugs at my nipples, teasing the hard buds and setting my nerves on fire. But I need more. My pussy is aching for Trent’s cock, and I reach for his boxers which he helps me pull down.
Once he’s naked, I have to take a moment to breathe.
I saw his body last night, but it looks even more gorgeous when he’s towering in front of me like this. His scarred, tattooed chest is so broad and burly, and his muscular arms are as thick as tree trunks. My eyes roam down to his cock, and I let out a whimper of need. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how big it is—thick and veiny, hard as rock and already dripping with pre-cum. A spasm of longing shoots through my core as I look at it, and I can feel my arousal slipping down my thighs. I’ve never been so turned on. My body has completely taken over, and I’m aching with a deep, animal need.
Trent pulls down the last barrier between us, and my panties join the rest of our clothes on the floor. He stares at my body, taking in my curves with a growl of satisfaction.
“You’re all mine, princess.”
Then he grabs me. I barely have a moment to breathe before he’s pushing me back onto the mattress, trapping me with his huge body. I gasp as he parts my thighs, stroking my slit with the tip of his cock until I’m squirming with anticipation, moaning desperately.
“Use your words, baby,” he says, his breath hot against my ear. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you, Trent,” I beg. “Please, I want you inside me. It aches so bad.”
“Don’t worry, princess. I’ll make the ache go away.”
His brown eyes look down at me reverentially, like I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and my body starts to tremble as he lines up his cock with my entrance.
“You’re so damn wet,” he says, breathing hard as the tip of his cock pokes against my hole. “All sweet and sticky like a good girl.”
I moan at his words, wrapping my arms around his neck. Then he looks down at me, his face suddenly pinched with concern as he says, “I’ve never done this before, Jasmine. If I do something that hurts, you tell me, okay?”
I smile up at him, nodding. “I’m a virgin too, so I guess we’ll figure it out together.”
Trent leans down to kiss me softly before he says, “Okay, princess, now try to relax for me.”
Then he starts to inch forward. His eyes lock onto mine, and I try to breathe through the overwhelming sensations as Trent’s cock fills me up slowly, squeezing me open. It’s so intense. So intimate. My head spins as I lose myself in his gaze, gasping as his cock hits the deepest spot inside me, finally bottoming out.
God, he’s so big.
Eye-wateringly big.
My pussy burns as I get used to the feeling of Trent’s monster cock buried inside me, stretching me apart. But it doesn’t hurt. It’s a naughty, delicious feeling—intoxicating and raw and unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
“How does it feel, baby?” Trent asks, breathing hard.
“Oh, Trent, it’s amazing. It feels so good.”
“It feels amazing for me too, Jasmine…you’re so tight, so wet for me.” There’s already sweat beading on his forehead like he’s struggling to hold back, and it only turns me on more.
“Don’t hold back,” I say desperately. “I can take it.”
Something flashes in Trent’s gaze, and he grabs my knees roughly, pushing them apart and opening me even wider for his cock. “Fine. You’re gonna show me how well you can take it, pretty girl.”
Then with a deep groan, he starts to fuck me. His cock thrusts in and out in a punishing rhythm, and I grab blindly at the sheets, my vision turning white. All thoughts fly out of my head. The only thing I can focus on is the feeling of Trent stuffing his fat cock inside me again and again, pummeling my greedy pussy until all I can do is scream.
“Y-YES! YES! OH T-TRENT YES!”
Every nerve in my body is alive and buzzing with pleasure, and my heart is banging so hard I feel like my chest might explode. Trent is rutting me like an animal, and the sounds coming out of my mouth are only half-human. The bed creaks violently beneath us, mingling with the sounds of his cock smacking into my pussy, his balls hitting my ass with every thrust.
“Look at you taking my cock,” Trent groans, panting hard. “You’re so damn pretty when you’re being fucked hard, princess.”
I make a noise deep in my throat and Trent grabs my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes as he fucks me. “You like that? You like being full of my cock?”
“YES! S-so good!” I sob.
He leans down and kisses my neck, keeping up his brutal rhythm, his lips against my ear as he says, “You’re doing so good. You’re being such a good girl.”
His praise makes me cry out for more, but a moment later, Trent stops. I groan in protest as he slips out of me before lying on his back. His cock is covered in my cream, and I stare at it hungrily
“I want you to ride me,” Trent growls in that bossy tone I love so much. He grabs my hips and pulls me on top of him. “Sit on my cock, beautiful girl.”
I’m so horny, so desperate to have him inside me again, that I don’t waste a second. I immediately squat down over him, gripping his shoulders for balance. Trent holds his cock in position and I lower myself onto it, gasping with relief as he fills me up once more. Somehow this angle feels even deeper than before, and my legs start to tremble as I begin to bounce on my mountain man’s giant dick.
“That’s it,” Trent groans, watching me hungrily. “Ride your man, princess. Use my cock to make yourself come.”
I moan and do as he says, finding my rhythm. My tits bounce in front of Trent’s face as I ride him, and he latches onto one of my nipples, sucking hard.
“AH!”
The mixture of sensations is so blissful that my eyes roll back. My clit grinds against Trent as I take his cock, screaming as it hits spots inside me I never knew existed, bundles of nerves so sensitive that my whole body spasms every time they’re hit.
“You’re gonna come soon, beautiful,” Trent says roughly. “You have no choice.”
He grabs my waist and starts to buck his hips up in time with me. As I sink down, his cock thrusts up, smashing into me, taking my breath away. Our bodies clap together, frenzied and urgent, both of us dripping with sweat, fucking like animals, getting closer, closer, closer…
“OH TRENT!” I cry as my orgasm starts to pulse inside me. “TRENT, YES! YES!”
With a shriek of pure ecstasy, I come hard on my man’s cock. Pleasure is bursting inside me from head to toe, making my whole body writhe, my rhythm turning jerky as I ride out my orgasm. Every time I think it’s over another shuddering wave hits me, and I’m left breathless and sobbing once more. Trent lets out a deep, strangled shout, and I feel his warm cum spurting inside me, filling my core with his seed. Only then do I let myself collapse on top of him in a gasping, sweaty mess, my arms wrapping around his neck like I’m hanging on for dear life.
“My perfect girl,” Trent mutters, squeezing me tight against him. “My angel. Fuck, that was amazing.”
He still sounds a little dazed, and I know exactly how he feels.
“It really was,” I say, my voice a little hoarse from screaming so loud. “It was perfect.”
Trent presses a kiss on my cheek and my body relaxes against him, our heartbeats gradually slowing down, beating as one.
“Jasmine?”
“Yes?”
“Move in with me.”
I pull back to look at Trent, eyes wide. “Wha…what?”
“Move in with me,” he says firmly. “I want you to live here in the cabin. I want to take care of you.”
Hope soars in my chest, but I can’t help the lingering anxious thought that escapes my lips. “I’d love to. But I’m scared,” I mumble.
Trent cups my cheek, frowning with concern. “Why, beautiful? What’s scaring you?”
I take a moment to untangle my thoughts before saying, “I’m scared that what happened this morning could happen again. I’m scared you’ll get it into your head that you don’t deserve me and pull away.”
He sighs, looking pained. “I’m so sorry, Jasmine. I know I fucked up. I know I hurt you, and I hate myself for it. I will never stop trying to make it up to you. It was stupid of me to try and keep us apart, but if you give me another chance, I swear I will never let you go again.” His eyes are burning with emotion. “I’ll be a better man for you. I’ll get help, talk to someone so I can work through all this shit. I’ll never shut you out again, beautiful, I promise.”
His low, growly voice is so full of sincerity that it takes my breath away.
“I believe you, Trent,” I tell him. “I trust you. God knows you’ve earned it after everything you’ve done for me.”
“I’d do anything for you, Jasmine. Anything to keep you safe.”
I grin at him. “Well, I guess that means I’m moving in.”
He makes a sound of deep relief in his throat as he squeezes me tight, peppering my face with kisses. “You won’t regret this, princess. I’ll never stop trying to make you happy.” He tucks a lock of hair behind my ear, looking at me with so much affection that I almost want to cry. “You can quit your job at the bank. You don’t need to work there anymore—I know you hate it.”
I gawk at him. “But, Trent, what about money? I can’t just stop working.”
“My grandpa left me a big inheritance, so there’s plenty of money in savings for both of us. And once I get my shit together, I’ll get another job.” He looks thoughtful for a moment. “My brother owns a mountain lodge a couple of miles away. It’s been in our family for years. Who knows? Maybe he could use some help.”
A flicker of excitement stirs inside me.
Quit my job at the bank?
I can’t pretend I’ve been looking forward to going back to work, even if Danny will no longer be there. I’d miss my co-worker, Sharon, but otherwise there’s nothing I enjoy about my job.
“I have an idea for something else you could do,” Trent says slowly. “If you wanted to.”
“What?”
He kisses my forehead softly. “You could get your master’s degree. Then you could do what you’ve always wanted to do.”
My heart starts to thump. The thought of a master’s degree started swirling around in my mind the moment Trent said I could quit my job, but hearing him say it out loud makes it feel even more real.
Could I really do it?
It’s scary. So much could go wrong. I could make so many mistakes as a counselor…but maybe I’ve let fear hold me back for too long. I’ve been sabotaging myself, missing out on something special because of my own insecurities.
And suddenly it hits me.
I’ve been doing exactly what Trent did this morning. He almost let his fears get in the way of our future. His demons almost tore us apart before we’d even had a chance to try to be together. But in the end, Trent made the right choice. He didn’t let his fear win. Maybe it’s time I did the same.
“I…think that’s a great idea,” I say, grinning despite my nerves. “There’s an online master’s program that I was interested in, but I never applied for it. I started working at the bank instead.”
“Apply for it, Jasmine,” Trent says firmly. “I’ll support you every step of the way. I’ll always support your dreams.”
Emotion wells in my eyes as I look into my mountain man’s handsome face.
“What about your dreams?” I ask.
“You’re my dream, Jasmine. You’re all I want. I love you, beautiful girl. I always will.”
His words take my breath away, and a moment later, he’s kissing me. It’s a kiss full of promises. His lips are firm, his tongue gentle against mine, and when we finally pull apart, I feel like I’m full of sunlight, glowing with happiness from every pore.
“I love you too, Trent,” I say breathlessly. “I love you so much.”
He grins behind his beard and I kiss him on his open mouth, my whole body bursting with love for this strong, handsome veteran. He’s changed my life forever, and with him by my side, I know I’ll always be happy.