“Give it to me,” I grunt, and her eyes fly open. “Don’t deny me what I want, Evie. I need you to cum on my cock.”
“It’s too much. I feel like I’m going to break.”
“Never, little duck.” I pull her against me and rub her pussy on the base of my shaft so it grinds against her clit.
She cries out when I hit that perfect spot, and I feel her clamp down around me. That’s all it takes to send her over the edge, and just as she lets go, so do I.
We cling to each other as we find our ending together and are surrounded in love. Next to meeting her, it’s the greatest moment of my life, and I savor it as I hold her close.
“I don’t think I can move,” she giggles, and I smile against her neck.
“Good, because I’m not letting you.” I kiss her there and then along her jaw. “And we’re going to do that again.”
“Right now?” Her eyes widen as I thrust into her, still hard and ready.
“I’ve got lost time to make up for.”
“Three days’ worth of missed lovemaking?” She smiles and closes her eyes.
“Three days?” I shake my head. “I’m catching up on a lifetime without you, little duck.”
When I kiss her, she melts under me, and we make love over and over. It’s perfect and so much more than I could have imagined, and it’s the beginning of a beautiful forever.
One year later…
I jerk awake when I hear a horn and realize I dozed off while Connor ran into the post office to get my package. We’d made the trek to town to grab it and stock up on a few other things. A giant snowstorm is coming. I get excited when a storm comes. We get to lock ourselves away for a few days and forget about the rest of the world.
Connor was worried about how I’d take to living in the mountains. My sweet husband had even offered to leave his home if I hated it there. He’d lost his damn mind. I don’t care if it’s only been a year since I've moved here.
That mountain is my home now too. His cousins are my family as well. I love them both to pieces. I never knew what a best friend really was until Natalie. This place is my home, and I’ll never live anywhere else. I didn’t know what family or a home was until this place. I’d fallen in love with it as fast as I had with my husband.
When Connor told me about his parents' love story and then Natalie told me hers, I was sure there’s magic up here. Love is in the air there. So much so that I’d actually started writing and couldn't stop. Within three months, I’d written a trilogy about this place. The words poured out of me. I think it had a lot to do with not only my love of romance books since I was a young girl sneaking them from one of my foster moms but also the love Connor gave me. Plus watching Walker and Natalie fall in love. Their love story is something straight from a romance novel.
Connor encouraged me to submit them to a publisher. I was a bit leery that no one would give the books the time of day. I only had a high school diploma and never wrote more than some essays before. Then again, one of my essays is why I’d gotten the offer to go to Madison Prep. College never interested me beyond the lure of getting a well-paying job one day. That and a dorm would put a roof over my head.
I knew I should take a leap. It was a whole lot easier to do with Connor behind me telling me that he believed in me. No one had ever said those words to me. I sent them in. To say I was more than shocked when not only one but three publishers offered me a contract would be the understatement of the century.
I glance toward the post office, wondering where Connor is. He’s actually picking up a box of books my publisher sent. It’s the first book. I’m going to see it in print for the first time ever. Connor ordered me to stay put in the truck after I mentioned my feet felt cold.
The post office was our last stop before we head back up the mountain. He’s so freaking over the top when I mention anything bothering me now that I’m pregnant. It’s ten degrees outside. Of course my feet are cold! It’s not going to hurt anything.
I caved because I was feeling a bit tired anyway. I’m only five months along, but I can power nap like no other. Not seeing him, I debated popping into the little general store next door. My bladder is calling. Maybe the two hot chocolates I drank while we walked around the grocery store weren’t the best idea.