Chapter 21
Sutton
Ithink I’ve died and gone to heaven.
Maybe the donkey knocked me out and I’m stuck in a dream-like state.
Nope. This is real. This is perfection. Paradise. My One–my soulmate, my gorgeous stranger who I fell for at first glance across a crowded Boston University quad–she’s mine.
Her hot heat surrounds me, consumes me, the strings between us now tied so tight they’re bonded forever.
There’s no going back from this. My heart burst the moment she told me she loved me.
Blair Littlefoot loves me. Me. The man who watched from afar and couldn’t muster the courage needed to cross the quad and talk to her. The man whose whole life’s trajectory changed because I missed that chance and thought I’d never see her again.
The man who now will do anything it takes to give her the best, happiest, most fulfilling life she could ever imagine from here on in.
I kiss her deep, breathing her in, solely existing for her and only her in this moment, our bodies moving together in a dance as old as time, pleasure whipping at every little hidden corner of my body as I lose myself in the beautiful pleasure that is her.
Her hands clutch onto my shoulders as if she can’t bear to let me go, our mouths fused, our bodies locked together. Every time I pull out of her, her hips chase mine before I drive back in deep, neither one of us wanting to let go.
Emotion courses through me as I sweep my tongue into her mouth, hers meeting mine stroke for stroke while her nails bite into the skin of my back, turning me on more than ever before.
“I’m so close. I don’t want this to end. Never wanna stop. Want to stay like this forever,” she pants. I pull a startled gasp out of her as I up the pace, thrusting deeper and harder, smiling against her lips when she starts chanting a chorus of ‘yes… there… please… so close…’
“I can feel you everywhere,” she says. “This is… it’s like my body is on fire.”
“I feel it too. I don’t… want… this… to end…” I rasp, both of us rising to meet every thrust, every roll of her hips driving me closer and closer to the finish line.
She slides her hands down to my ass, gripping me tight and driving me forward. By the tight squeeze of her body, I know she’s right there on the precipice with me as we race towards climax.
Moments later, she rips her lips from mine and buries her face in the crook of my shoulder. Her whole body tightens around me, clinging to me inside and out as her release crashes over her.
Lifting my head, I watch as the pleasure I’m giving her takes hold of her body. Her hands linking behind my neck as she throws her head back and cries out my name, her body writhing uncontrollably against mine, squeezing me tight and pulling me right over the edge after her.
“Fuck,” I say, my rhythm stuttering. With one last thrust of my hips, I plant myself deep inside of her and claim her as mine with a rough growl, slamming my mouth down on hers as we both come back down to earth.
Once we’re both sated, I flip over and move her with me so she’s draped on top with her cheek resting on my shoulder. I can’t look away from her, more addicted than ever before.
If I thought I felt attuned to her before, it’s even more amplified now. I can sense her. She’s in me, filling that last part of me that was missing. She’s locked into place now and I know I’ll move heaven and earth to make sure that never changes. Whatever it takes. Wherever she goes, I’ll follow.
“That was…”
“Yeah…” I say, staring into her hooded green eyes, sweeping my fingers back and forth over the satin silk skin of her hip and around to her back. While I do that, she rests one of her hands on my chest and mindlessly toys with the hair there.
She stills, then giggles, earning a curious look from me. “The girls are going to laugh their butts off.”
“Your best friends are goin’ to laugh at us makin’ love?”
“No!” she gasps with a startled laugh. “They joked about finding a mountain man husband and now I–” She freezes as her words sink in, her eyes jumping wide as she tries–and fails–to move away.
“Hey,” I say with a grin so big it hurts my cheeks. “You proposin’, gorgeous? Cause the answer’s yes.” I move to get up and pull her with me. “Hell, everyone’s here. We can just get Pete to perform the ceremony now. It can be the mountain’s first ever triple weddin’ day. What do you say?”
“Sutton!” She tugs on my arm and settles back in my arms, rolling her eyes as leans against my chest, propping her chin on her hands. “You’re supposed to be the calm, collected one out of the two of us. Now you’re accepting a proposal I didn’t even make!”
“We’re gettin’ married, Blair. I’m tellin’ you right now. Might not be today, or tomorrow. But my heart is yours. You own it.”
“I should play hardball right now, but I can’t,” she says, her cheeks flushing pink and her eyes shining with unshed tears as she tilts her chin and touches her lips to mine. “How about we agree that it’s in our future?”
I make a show of thinking about it before I wrap my arms around her and pull her to lay on top of me. “Not too long. I want to start forever with you. We’ve waited long enough.”
“You’re mine. I don’t ever want to be without you,” she whispers.
I sweep a loose strand of hair behind her ear, loving the way she leans into my touch. “That’s never goin’ to happen. It was always meant to be you. We just didn’t know it till you came crashing back into my life.”
“Blame the donkey.”
“After this, I think I owe Grumps a fruit basket for stealin’ your underwear.”
“All the fruit baskets,” she giggles.
We fall silent for a moment, lying there in each other's arms and enjoying the afterglow.
“Did you mean it? About going to see Starchild?” she asks after a while.
“I’ll take you anywhere, Blair. If you want to meet the woman who brought you back to me, I’m not goin’ to say no. Probably owe her a fruit basket too,” I say, my lips twitching up.
She smiles and I feel it right in the middle of my chest. “If you’re giving out gifts to everyone involved in me coming to town, you’re going to go broke.”
I lift my mouth to brush against hers. “Totally worth it.”
“I can’t believe we’re really doing this.”
“Runnin’ away from the weddin’ or this as in you and me?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “We were always going to end up here. I just mean me, thinking about giving up everything to stay here.”
That is not what I expected her to say. “You’d do that for me?”
Her head cocks to the side, her brows furrowing deep. “This is your mountain, your home. I want it to be my home. I just can’t think about how to make that happen, or what that might even look like. I blame the sex. You’ve muddled my brain.”
I bring my arms up between us and hold her face in my hands, sweeping my thumb over her soft swollen bottom lip.
“It’ll all work out, gorgeous. Whatever it takes, wherever we go, we’ll do it together.
We’ve got time, OK? I have faith that everythin’ will work out.
The mountain never gets it wrong. We’ve just got to believe in that. ”
“I really do love you, you know,” she whispers.
“I really love you too.” I pull her in close and bring her mouth to mine. “And it’s time I reminded you just how much.”
“Again?” she says, her voice filled with wonder and delight.
“Oh yeah. It might even take all night.”