Love in Montana (De La Fuente Family 1)

Their skin glistened with sweat as he kept the pace slow; his breathing picked up as he grew closer to release. She wanted to help him along, and reached behind him to caress his ass. She dragged her nails up between his thighs from behind, and felt his legs as they quivered. He was so close. She tickled between and just managed to reach his balls, and that’s all it took.

He roared through his release as she sucked it out of him. Before he finished coming, he withdrew and wrapped his fist around his dick. He pumped his fist and cum coated her breasts. With a finger, he reached out and rubbed it in around her hardened nipples, and groaned. His release had been long and hard, which left her aching for more.

“Christ. I wish you could see how I see you. Being covered in my jizz is so fucking hot.” He nudged between her thighs and knelt between before he settled on top of her and took her mouth in a slow long kiss. Everything he felt for her was in the that kiss, at least, she thought it was. It was so tender although it had soon started to become heated with a prelude to more hotness with her man.

But Eric pulled away. “We need to shower and dress before I keep you under me all day.”

“As much as I like that idea, I’d love to see some of the outdoors.”

“That can be arranged.” He smiled.

Knocking the quilt from the bed, he collected her in his arms and carried her to the en suite for more naughtiness.

* * * * *

Finally showered and dressed, Eric led her downstairs. At the bottom of the staircase was a huge picture of a horse. She stopped and looked at Eric.

He nodded his head in silent acknowledgment.

The picture on the wall was Devil, Eric’s horse.

She knew nothing about horses, but he sure looked handsome with his jet-black coat.

Eric smiled and wrapped an arm over her shoulders, but then his stomach loudly grumbled. Sylvia laughed and hugged him close before she stepped back.

She was nervous about meeting everyone again. Last night she’d been too tired to be bothered about what they thought, but this morning was different.

Regardless of how long they fooled around in the privacy of Eric’s room, the time was still early for people on vacation. Only nine. She was badly in need of some strong coffee and her stomach rumbled since she missed dinner.

Hearing a loud whistle behind them, they turned and found a handsome young man leaning against the doorframe. She vaguely remembered seeing him last night, and if she remembered correctly, Emelia had been curled on his lap as they watched TV.

“Diego, stop being a dick.” Eric turned to her. “Do you remember Diego from last night? He’s Emelia’s fraternal twin.”

“I do.” Sylvia smiled at him. “You were watching TV with Emelia when we arrived.”

He nodded and moved closer. “You’re Eric’s woman, huh? My brother is one lucky bastard.”

“I sure as hell am. Is everyone in the kitchen?”

Diego shook his head at Eric’s question. “No. Mom, Dad and, I think, Aiden are in the kitchen. Dante’s around somewhere, but the others have gone into town.”

“Okay.” Eric turned to Sylvia. “You’ll get to meet the others at some point, maybe dinner. C’mon, I’m hungry.”

“Who are the others? I can’t remember,” Sylvia asked, looking at Eric as they made their way toward the back of the house.

“Kasey, Emelia, Mateo,” Diego answered, “and Caprice, Mateo’s fiancée.”

“Caprice is here? I didn’t see her last night,” Eric commented.

“She was getting her beauty sleep,” Diego sneered, distaste souring his full lips. “Mateo was planning on working out around here until Caprice announced that she wanted to go into town. Think he feared the others would ditch her. He was torn.” He grinned.

Eric shook his head. “I hope he comes to his senses before too long.”

Pushing through a large wooden door, they entered a huge kitchen that would have been heaven to Sylvia if she loved to cook. She hated cooking. But the one before her was enough to make her reconsider. Lots of stainless steel and dark wood.

Eric’s family had stopped talking when they entered. Aiden, Dante and their father grinned while Lucia made her way over to them.

Chapter Twenty-Four