Page 21 of My Mountain Man Rescuer

Later, once we arrived back at the cabin, I led Beau to the bedroom.

“It doesn’t have to happen like this, Carly. Not at all if you’re not ready yet. I’ll wait.”

“Beau Coleman.”

His fingers twitched as he stared at me. “Yeah, sweetheart?”

“I need you. Filling me. Holding me. Taking care of my needs. Are you saying you’re not the man for the job?”

“Hell no.”

I pulled off my sweater and kicked off my shoes.

“Just so you know, I’ll always be here for you. Even if we don’t fuck and nothing happens beyond this moment. I don’t think I could ever stop caring about you or wanting to protect you. You’ve buried under my skin and you’re here.” He tapped his heart. “I know it’s too early to say the words. But they’re already happening, Carly.”

“I know, Beau. I feel it, too,” I assured him as I finished stripping off my clothes. “We’ll let them grow. And when it’s right, we’ll say them. But right now, I need to come. Can you help me with that?”

He finally started flinging clothes as he undressed, kicking off his boots with a growl.

I climbed onto the bed and rolled onto my back, opening my arms, my heart, and my legs for a man who happened to be every one of my fantasies come true. Big mountain man. Sexy protector. Fierce. Patient. Kind. Beau was even romantic. He proved it when he watched the sunset and held my hand at the café. My heart already recognized his.

I didn’t care if it was too fast. I wanted to live. To have this moment.

Beau jumped onto the bed in eagerness as I laughed. He didn’t waste a single moment as he dropped to his stomach, spread my thighs apart, and dove in. I gasped as he spread me open, licking, teasing, and flicking with his tongue. When he speared me with it, touching my clit at the same time, I thought I would combust.

It had been way too long since I had sex. Even longer since I felt like this with my partner.

On the verge of coming, I tried to hold out. “Beau.”

“Don’t deny me this, babe. I want to watch you fall apart and taste your release. I need to see the way you look when I’ve brought you pleasure.”

And with his skilled fingers, it happened quicker than I ever could have imagined. No, it wasn’t a disappointment at all.

In less than a minute, I was crying out his name. He didn’t stop until the last of the waves had stopped crashing over me. Until my thighs were a little shaky and he swiped the back of his hand across his mouth. A sexy grin coated his lips after he licked them.

Beau lifted off the bed and began to stroke his impressive length. I already felt desire stirring within me again. I was so wet from him going down on me that I knew I could handle his size. “You ready?”

“Oh, yes!”

“No condom. I want to feel you, Carly. There’s not been anyone else for a long while. I’m clean.”

“Me too.”

“Good. Cause, baby, I plan to fuck you all night.” With those words, his hips surged forward, and Beau’s cock plunged inside me. I nearly screamed. He was bigger than anyone I had ever been with and the stretch was the kind of painful pleasure that nearly short-circuited my brain.

I gripped his arms as he moved inside me, picking up the pace.

Bracing himself with one arm, he used the other to pull me closer and gripped my bottom. His fingers kneaded the soft flesh. “Got a confession, babe.”

“What’s that?”

“I fucking love your ass.” He squeezed it to prove his point, driving harder and deeper as I moaned.

“Oh, really? Well, I love your tattoos.”

“My ink?” He scowled. “What about this dick, huh?” He rolled his hips, pulling me to a slightly different angle that made my body clench around him. I felt another orgasm coming.

“Oh, that’s asmagorical.”