Love in Montana (De La Fuente Family 1)

“We’ll see you when you get back.” Ramon kissed her cheek, and Noah followed. “Take care of her.”

“I will.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

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sp; After nearly a month of living together like a married couple, they had finally arrived in Montana. It was as beautiful as Eric had told her it would be, in fact, his description hadn’t done it justice. There were snowcapped mountains and hills for as far as she could see. Eric promised to bring her back in the spring so she could see how green the land was.

On arrival, she’d briefly met his family, which had been overwhelming, but she’d been asleep on her feet. Eric had realized that, excused them, and taken her to bed. They only slept, despite her wanting to do more, but when she woke up, she was refreshed and looking forward to the day.

Although she was afraid of sitting astride a horse, Eric had told her it was the best way to the see the horse farm. She’d let him know her thoughts after the fact.

Earlier she’d spent five minutes standing at the bedroom window taking in the mountains of Montana, until she’d gotten too cold and jumped back under the covers. It was nice being snuggled in a large bed with the heat of Eric behind her. At first, she was embarrassed to be sharing a room with him in his family home. He’d soon put a stop to her way of thinking. She’d get over it.

“What are you thinking about?” Eric asked, nuzzling into her neck before he nibbled along her shoulder.

“You. And not having sex while we’re under this roof.”

He stilled and forced her onto her back, glaring down at her. “What?”

“This is your family home. It feels awkward.”

“It might be my family home, but there is nothing awkward about this.” He pressed his erection against Sylvia’s hip while he straddled her. “You don’t mean that, babe.” He kissed his way over the tops of her breasts, and lapped at a nipple. Her fingers flexed in his hair as she gasped, her leg curved around his hip.

His chuckle heated her skin. “Knew you’d see it my way.” His head disappeared beneath the quilt as he made his way further south.

The breasts that she’d always hated because they were too big were squashed together before he went to town with his mouth. Her pussy clenched with need from what he did to her sensitive flesh. Her other leg lifted and she locked her ankles behind his ass, using it for leverage as she ground against his nuts.

“I think it’s time for us to get dressed and find some breakfast as you’ve said no sex,” he suggested.

“Hell no. A woman’s allowed to change her mind.”

He smirked and nipped between her breasts with his teeth. “I have this fantasy,” he admitted, moving closer and closer to her eager pussy, “of fucking these babies.” He squeezed her boobs together with his large hands and rubbed the tips with this thumb.

“Oh God!” she gasped as she tried to close her legs to the need growing between them. “After. I need to come.”

Her eyes closed as he settled between her legs and pulled them over his shoulder. The first swipe of his tongue sent her heart rate out the window.

“You taste so fucking good.” He continued to lap all her arousal up with his tongue, but then he penetrated. His finger pushed as deep as it could go while he sucked the hard nub of her clit between his lips.

Sylvia moaned and thrashed under him. “So close.”

“Just let go baby, I can’t hold on for much longer.” His head dipped back to her pussy as he upped the heat level. His tongue curved inwards and he fucked her sex while playing with her clit. She was soaked, and couldn’t stop the tidal wave of climax that hit.

She reached behind her to hold on to the steel headboard as she lost control of her hips and pushed her pussy against his face, not wanting him to stop. “So good,” she moaned, and panted.

Her pussy tried to clench around his tongue but it was too slippery, she didn’t have any problem once he inserted a digit. She clung and rippled along his finger, not wanting it to end, but, of course, all good things come to an end.

Eric eased her down slowly before he climbed up and straddled her chest. His cock was hugely swollen, the crown bright red and bulged with his obvious need. As he settled between her breasts, she licked the arousal, which dripped from the slit.

He pressed her breasts together to surround his dick. “You okay with this?” he asked through clenched teeth.

“God.” Her head dropped to the bed. “Only if I get the head in my mouth. I want to suck you.”

“Holy fuck!”

He adjusted his position slightly, and shoved a pillow behind her head to raise her head more. Their gazes met as he slipped the crown between her lips, they held while he started a slow pace of fucking her mouth and breasts.