Married in the Mountains (Camp Hardwood 1)

Waves of pleasure take me under and I fall on top of her. My cock empties into her waiting body and her pussy contracts all around me. It’s quick and dirty and we’re both a mess of combined pleasure as I wrap her in my arms.

“Let’s go to bed,” I say, carrying her into the other room.

“But I’m not sleepy.” Her eyes are heavy and I smile at her and shake my head.

“You don’t have to be awake for the next part. I’ll be quick,” I tease her, and she perks up.

“What’s the next part?” She licks her lips.

“Happily ever after,” I say as I lean in and kiss her.

Epilogue

Honey

One year later…

Ford’s hand spans over my bare stomach as we lie in bed. We’ve just finished making love and after that he fed me pancakes and bacon. There’s no way I’m going to be able to get out of this bed for a while. Maybe that was his plan to begin with. He’s been hinting for a lazy day in bed for a while, but I’m not sure you can call a day in bed with him lazy. He’ll have me worn out before dinner at this rate.

I should’ve seen this coming. Two of the new counselors wandered this way and I’m starting to think it’s some kind of initiation for the new hires. They send them out to get Ford worked up over me. They all get a kick out of it and the girls think it’s sweet. I think some of the guys are learning a thing or two from my husband.

Normally no one comes up to our cabin unless we know they’re on the way. Our son is the exception to that rule. Van’s much like his father and doesn’t just pop up on us anymore now that he knows what having his own wife is like. He knows when we’re home alone things can get out of hand.

I stepped out on the front deck to water my plants this morning when I spotted two of the newer counselors walking up the path of our driveway. I wasn’t thinking when I greeted them and I’d forgotten I was still only in my robe as Ford made our breakfast. Sunday is his day to cook and he’s so good at it.

He was out the door before they could call my name out in greeting. They both turned tail and took off back toward camp. I was fucked against the locked front door before I’d gotten my breakfast while Ford feasted on me. Then he pulled me to bed for more.

His fingers graze along the small white stretch marks that I got when I had our son. I might have gotten a few the summer I learned to make homemade ice cream too. It’s been a while since I did that and I should make a batch and take it to Van’s wife. Her sweet tooth is killer right now, but I was the same when I was pregnant with Van.

“I loved seeing you pregnant,” he says, brushing his fingers along the lines. He turns his head to kiss one.

“I remember,” I say with a laugh.

I don’t think he’s remembering clearly. He was like a bear with a thorn in his paw with the way he worried over me. He liked me round so the world could tell I belonged to him.

“It was fucking sexy.” He lets out a long happy sigh and I smile.

“You always think I’m sexy.” I shake my head.

The man makes me feel like I’m a centerfold at times. He can’t get enough of me and I love that he always has to touch me. Somehow I ground him and he’s done the same for me. He’s been my home since the first time we met.

“True, but I like you like this more. I’m not great with sharing your body.”

I laugh. I never thought about it like that. “God, I love you.” I run my fingers through his hair. He can take possessive to a whole new level, but that’s us and I wouldn’t change it for anything. I don’t care if some might think it’s crazy. It works for us.

He shifts and comes over to me. He uses his knees to spread my thighs and I’m not surprised he’s ready to go again. I don’t think I’ll leave this bed for the rest of the day.

“You better love me.” He kisses me and tells me he loves me too.

The phone on the nightstand rings and he grunts before pulling away. He sits on the edge of the bed as he picks up the phone and I roll onto my side. I hold my head up with one hand and run the other up and down his back. I hope nothing is going to take us down to camp. Normally on Sundays we stay in and no one calls unless something has gone wrong.