Chapter 11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Mia
The last few days with Briggs have been nothing short of amazing.
And not just the sex we’ve been having. Although the sex has been a huge part of our time together.
And we’ve been having a lot of it! In every room of the house, at all times of the day or night and in every conceivable way.
I know I was an inexperienced virgin, but it’s not like I’d been living under a rock. Still, Briggs has introduced me to positions and things I never could have imagined.
His giant dick still takes my breath away, and even though he’s been inside me more than a dozen times now, my body still isn’t used to his size.
I hope it’s always like that.
The thought should surprise me, except I’ve been having lots of thoughts just like that lately. The longer I spend with Briggs, the more I never want to leave him. The idea of leaving and going back to school makes me want to cry.
When he’s not teaching me things in the bedroom, my mountain man is teaching me all about mountain life. We’ve been on a few short hikes, as well as a canoe ride on a nearby lake. Last night, he lit a bonfire with all that firewood he chopped, and we roasted marshmallows like we were kids.
I’m falling in love with this place. I’m falling in love with him.
No. I am in love with Briggs.
I don’t care that it’s only been a few days. I didn’t even need those days. I knew the moment he pulled that sleaze Joey Cartwright away from me in the street that he was mine. And I was his.
I rub my ass with the memory of how he punished me after my little stunt at the Den. It’s still sore, but the ache is fading, which makes me think it’s almost time for another punishment.
My body heats at the thought of Briggs turning me over his knee again. It’s hard because I want to be his good girl. I love it when he praises me. But on the other hand…
He’s still sleeping when I wake before dawn on our third morning together. We were up well past midnight fucking, and I know I need more rest. But I can’t sleep.
Jamie is due back tonight after dinner. As much as I want to see my big brother, the idea that my time here is coming to an end weighs heavily on me.
I slip into the bathroom and tug my sports bra and leggings on before grabbing my sneakers. I pause just long enough to look at the reflection of my flat belly in the mirror.
Of all the times we’ve been together, we haven’t used protection once. I’m not on birth control, and Briggs has filled me with his seed every single time we’ve had sex.
I’m a medical professional; I know what that could mean. At least on some level, it should concern me that I might be pregnant, but it doesn’t. In fact, I secretly hope I am. I’ve always wanted children and carrying Briggs’s child would be amazing.
If only he wanted that too.
We haven’t made any promises to each other, but I’m not stupid.
This all started because I begged him to take my virginity and he was gentleman enough not to let me take that same offer to the likes of Joey Cartwright.
But that doesn’t mean he cares about me or wants to be with me any longer than these few days.
But I can’t think of that right now. There’ll be plenty of time for reality to crash into my little fantasy just as soon as my brother comes home.
For now, I have time for a quick run to clear my head before Briggs wakes up. I scratch out a quick note telling him where I am, just in case, and head out the front door to run into town.
Briggs
I’m only half asleep when I hear the click of the front door.
Like a shot, I sit up in bed.
She’s gone.
Fuck.
My stomach flips and instantly I’m wide awake, flinging the covers to the side and taking the stairs two at a time. I see the note on the counter only seconds before I throw open the front door and charge down the drive buck naked after her.
Briggs,
I went for a little run. I won’t be gone long.
Mia
A run? She went for a run? In the woods? Where there are bears and wolves and…
I can’t stop the low growl that rumbles from deep inside.
I slam the note down on the counter and run a hand through my hair. I know I’m being possessive and ridiculous, but I don’t give a fuck. I want my girl safe. I want her with me.
Especially today.
Jamie’s due back from his training exercises tonight.
I know I’m going to have to face my best friend and tell him how I feel about his little sister.
I also know he’s going to kick my ass when he finds out what I’ve done to her.
That I’ve not only given Mia her first kiss, but I’ve also taken her virginity.
Never mind the fact that my big dick has been inside her at least a dozen times, making her scream every single time.
Jamie is not going to be happy.
And neither am I when my perfect girl leaves me to go back to school. The thought of her walking away from me makes me want to tear my heart out of my chest.
And that’s exactly why I’m going to spend every single minute with her—preferably in my bed—that I can. I crumple the note and head back upstairs to find something to wear so I can go get my girl.
I find her minutes later, jogging down the side of the highway. Her curves are on full display in her purple leggings and matching sports bra.
I slow the truck and take a minute to admire the jiggle of her ass cheeks as she runs. Instantly, my dick hardens in the sweatpants I pulled on at the thought of the spanking my girl is going to get on those sweet round cheeks, for pulling her little disappearing act this morning.
Then it gets even harder thinking about how much she’s going to enjoy it.
She hears the truck and turns her head to look at me, but I can’t stop on the highway and she’s almost in town anyway, so I accelerate and pull up in front of the general store to wait for my sexy little jogger.
I’m leaning up against the truck, my arms crossed over my bare chest, wearing nothing more than the grey sweatpants that were the first thing I saw lying on the bedroom floor.
Ma would lose her mind if she knew I’d gone into town dressed like this. Of course, I don’t plan on being in town long. And I don’t plan on wearing clothes much longer than that.
Especially once I see those full, heavy tits jiggling in her sports bra. My hard-on is beyond raging now, and I’m thankful for my choice of pants.
I learned my lesson about wearing jeans around Mia after day one. My girl has way too strong of an effect on me for such restrictive clothes.
The moment she sees me, her lips curl up into a sweet smile.
“Enjoy your run, honey?” I ask when she comes to stop in front of me. It’s risky to do in the middle of town, but I can’t help myself from pulling her into my arms and kissing her hard. While my lips are claiming hers, my flat palm slides down her back and slaps her ass lightly.
She jumps and lets out a moan that I swallow before pulling back.
“Is your ass still sore?”
Mia nods. “Only a little.”
She knows exactly why I’m asking.
I run a finger down her cheek, enjoying the way her breath hitches with my touch. My finger traces her lips, swollen from days of my kisses. “Wait until I get you—”
“Help! Someone, help!”