16
EMIE
I will never get enough of Josh's incredible, massive body. The bed shifts as he lies beside me, pulling me up to the center of the bed and arranging my pillow.
When we first met, he was so worried about not making me feel cornered. Now all I want is to feel captured by him. Like I belong with him. No – that we belong with each other.
His eyes widen as I awkwardly scramble on top of him. "Not sure if I’m climbing a mountain man or the mountain itself," I laugh.
Josh chuckles too, gripping my ass with both hands and pulling me into position. He uses my body to drag my open pussy over his length, spreading my moisture along his skin.
"I've never been this hard before," he says quietly, looking up at me with his smoky green eyes. "Never felt this kind of connection with anyone." Then he grins wickedly. "Metaphorically speaking, we're going to burn this forest down, sweetheart."
He lifts me by the hips, and I grip his length, stroking my clit with it. When did I get so bold? How did all of my shyness just fall away?
It’s Josh. He's so grounded and earthy that he makes everything feel natural and right.
My breath catches as he twists me slightly, pressing the head of his shaft inside. "All yours, baby."
Placing my hands on his chest, I spread my knees and lower myself down inch by exquisite inch onto his throbbing thickness. I almost can't stand how incredible and intense it feels. "And I am all yours."
There's that growl. He probably thinks he sounds sinister. To me, it comes off as a slightly grumbly teddy bear.
"Fuck, sweetheart," he grits out as I lift and lower myself with tentative movements. "Feeling your hot little pussy stretched around me… I think I'm already addicted to you."
"Good," I grin, fluttering my lashes at him. "I'll need you to keep thinking about me when I dash to Colorado Springs for a weekend here and there."
I shriek as Josh flips us over, still inside me. He drives deep for several strokes before pausing to look into my eyes. "Emie, I will never stop thinking about you. I'll always be there right beside you. And as soon as you show me photos of what kind of ring you want, I am locking you down."
My mouth falls open in shock and he captures my lips, kissing me hard and deep as he thrusts slowly. His eyes blaze. "Wolfes…wolves…we both need to mark our territory. You can look it up later."
There's no doubt that Josh wants me, but wanting to make it so official… I'm melting from the realization that this is truly real.
"I love you so much, Emie." He shoves my hair out of my eyes with his thumb, then presses his forehead to mine. "Smart and sexy and creative as hell. I'm the luckiest man on this mountain."
"I love you," I gasp, barely able to choke back another moan as he pulses deep. "Prince of the mountain and the trees."
Something flickers through his eyes. " Not a prince."
Oops. I'm breathing too hard to laugh, but that definitely struck a nerve. If the Wolfe family is royalty around here, then Josh is definitely a prince. I'll tease him about that later. Right now, I just want to lose myself in every hot, deep stroke, and the way his hands caress every inch of my body he can reach.
I feel myself becoming wetter, the tight grip of my pussy softening just enough that he can pick up speed. Thrusting and pumping, he clutches at me, pounding harder as if he can't stop. I never want him to. This animal instinct is brand new, and I need to feel it all.
His lips drag against the side of my neck. "Mine. All mine, gorgeous."
His possessive grunt sends another wave of lust rippling through me. My breathless gasps become louder as my thighs wrap around his waist, hooking my heels together behind him while I buck up, making the most of every single stroke.
The bed creaks and branches rustle outside the window, but my main focus is Josh's gritty, grunting breath. "So fucking hot." His dark murmur is right in my ear. "That's it, baby. Let me feel everything. Let me feel you come."
I turn my head to say something saucy but the pressure shifts in a heartbeat, bearing down so fast I barely have time to inhale before my broken wail hits our ears. The climax crackles through me, sparking and jumping as every nerve catches fire.
"That’s it, baby." Josh fucks me harder and harder through the waves of bliss as he stares into my eyes. A second later, his body tightens and spasms, all his muscles locking up as he makes a strange sound like a sputtering roar combined with my name.
"Sweetheart," he gasps, clutching me against him as he rolls to the side, "I’m sorry. Did I squish you?"
"No." I grin, still tingling from head to toe. "Well, a bit. But only in the good way."
He brushes my hair from my eyes again. "That part about the ring wasn't just bedroom talk. I want you to start making one of your idea board mood thingies about what you'd like."
"Josh." My palm caresses the side of his face. "It's way too soon for that. What would your family say if you're suddenly strolling around town with some girl?—"
I've seen his eyes light up many times, but this is different. Magical.
"Not some girl. My girl. My girlfriend. My soon-to-be fiancée, then wife."
He clasps my hand firmly. "This is it, baby. You and me. We'll take care of the forest project. Any project where you want to help your friends. This house. The garden that I haven't quite gotten to yet."
"You really do need some flowering shrubs."
"And then…" His thumb brushes against my bottom lip. "A nursery. You’re the color expert, but I'm thinking light green."
"Done."
As we snuggle together, all of my worries are gone. No matter how different we are, or where we came from, there's no doubt in my mind that we belong together.
I've finally found my forever home.
Right here, in the wilderness of Wolfe Mountain.