Love in Montana (De La Fuente Family 1)

Eric rolled to his back and grabbed the annoying thing, but before he read the message, he was back with his front flush against Sylvia’s back, erection and all. What she wouldn’t give to touch him. To be able to have her way with him while he lay back and enjoyed himself. The opportunity would arise in a day or two, when she was back to normal. Or would it? Eric liked to be in charge so she guessed it would be debatable as to whether or not he’d allow her full access to his completion.

“We need to start getting ready,” he broke into her thoughts. “Yuri will be at your apartment in just over an hour.”

Her heart sank. Talking to Yuri about the notes was the last thing she wanted to do, but she figured it was best to get it out of the way. Yuri wouldn’t be impressed with her holding back on him, she knew that without a fact. He’d be pissed. In fact, Eric had been annoyed with her last night when she’d told him, and if she hadn’t been in the hospital, he’d have had a lot to say on the matter.

“I don’t want to move, but I’ll run you a bath.”

When she stayed silent, he asked, “Sylvia? A bath, okay?”

“I’d love one.” She felt close to tears.

“Hey.” Eric carefully rolled her onto her back, and made sure her injured shoulder didn’t hit the mattress. Hovering over her, he asked, “Are you alright? Do you need any pain medication?”

“I do ache, but my headache has gone and just left me feeling fuzzy. I might take one after I’ve bathed. I’ll see how the warm water loosens me up.”

“Fair enough. Give me a minute to run the bath.”

“Okay.”

When Eric jumped from the bed, Sylvia couldn’t take her eyes from his body. Every inch of him was hard and toned, including the large bulge in the front of his shorts. She licked her lips to moisten them as they’d gone dry, especially when he faced her and dropped his shorts.

His rigid erection sprang free and bounced with arousal. He was thick and long. The mor

e she stared at him, the more he hardened, which she didn’t think was possible.

His hissed, “Sylvia,” didn’t do anything to avert her gaze, and as her eyes finally took in the rest of his bronzed body and met his stare, she knew her bath would wait. She might be bruised and aching, but right then she needed to be naked with him.

With only a small wince of pain, Sylvia yanked the T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. “Make love to me, Eric. It will have to be slow, but I’m wet and aching between my legs and only you can ease me.”

He growled and closed his eyes before they snapped open as he stalked toward her. “I told myself to let you be. To get you in the bath before I used the shower in my room to get rid of the tension in my body.”

“You were going to beat off,” Sylvia gasped. “I would have liked to watch you.” She widened her thighs as he stood at the foot of the bed so that he could see how wet he made her. “Touch yourself, right now, for me.”

She had no idea what she was doing because being this sexually explicit was so not her. She’d rather do than talk about it. Despite being close with Talya, she always got embarrassed talking about sex with her.

“I’m trying my fucking best not to dive on you right now, and that talk isn’t helping my control.” As he talked, his hand wrapped around his cock and slowly started a back and forth motion. The crown bulged and dripped with precum, a sure sign of his excitement.

“I’m so fucking close.” He released his shaft and kneeled on the bed. His hands slid up her legs and came to rest at the juncture of her thighs. His fingers spread, and his thumbs rubbed along the seam of her pussy lips, before one settled against her clit.

Her hips moved with want, and it wasn’t long before he couldn’t wait any longer; he slid all the way inside. Her vaginal walls squeezed and spread around his shaft to make room for him. They held him tight and smothered his cock with her warm wet heat that didn’t want to let him go.

Sylvia knew that he held on by a thread. His arms at either side of her head, quivered with the need that he was holding back so that he didn’t hurt her. She wanted him to pound into her, but knew that he wouldn’t. She also knew that she wouldn’t be able to handle such passion at that moment while her shoulder and body ached.

But she also ached in a different way. In a way that only Eric could ease.

“Move.”

“If I move, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go slow.” He rested his forehead against hers and kissed her on the end of her nose.

He returned her smile, and slowly withdrew from her. The intense pleasure she felt as he slowly made love to her opened her heart fully to him. She loved him.

She loved him!

At the realization that he held her heart, fireworks started to burst inside her. The climax rippled through her and gripped onto his cock so tightly that his curse was the last coherent thing between them as he swelled even more and released his warm seed into her.

While catching their breath minutes later, Eric leaned close and placed a tender kiss to her lips, which told her everything she needed to know.

Chapter Thirteen