next to me for the first time is a memory I don’t ever want to forget. She’s still sleeping, so I take in every little detail–the way the sunlight hits her hair, and how the sheets have bunched around her waist, leaving her breasts in full view.
Even in her sleep, she seems to gravitate toward me. Taking this time, watching her, I know in my gut that I love this woman. She’s amazing and thoughtful and beautiful and seems to fit into my life here. Better than I could have ever hoped.
I want her here in the cabin, and I want her to wake up next to me every morning. It’s only been one morning, but after today I don’t think I can handle sleeping in a bed without her. I’m addicted to her.
Taking advantage of her in my bed, I run a hand down her side and over her hip. She barely stirs, so I nudge her onto her back and spread her legs. The sight of her wet pussy, even in her sleep, turns me on. Not wanting to waste any time, I lick up her cream as I watch her to see when she starts to awaken. I suck on her clit as I insert two fingers inside her and lazily build her orgasm.
She begins to stir and shift her hips but fights to open her eyes like she doesn’t want the dream to stop.
‘Good morning, baby,’ I say before latching onto her clit.
Her eyes shoot open and land on me the moment her orgasm crashes into her. Her back bows off the bed and her fingers dig into my scalp. I love the pinch of pain, knowing it’s because I’m giving her pleasure.
When her entire body tenses up and she screams my name, I don’t slow down. I keep going, dragging out her orgasm as long as possible and licking up every drop she gives me before sliding back up beside her.
When she opens her eyes again, she gives me a lazy smile and tries to reach for me.
‘This was all about you this morning.’ I kiss her and she melts back into the bed.
‘Take your time getting up. I’m going to make you breakfast, and then we need to go into town.’ I force myself to get out of bed and head for the door before I change my mind and spend all day ravishing her.
‘Where are we going?’ Jenna asks once we’re in my truck and heading down the mountain.
‘First, we’re going to your place so you can get a fresh set of clothes. Actually, I’d like for you to pack a bag. Then, we’re going to meet the guys at the shop, and I know Emelie would like to see you again.’
At her place, Jenna doesn’t waste any time changing into new clothes and packing a bag.
‘Bring your computer, phone charger, and anything you need to work. I have internet in the cabin that you can use,’ I tell her, taking the bag from her.
Turning, she packs a second bag and grabs a book from the coffee table. ‘Other than a few pieces of furniture, everything I own fits in my car. Too much more, and I’m going to be moving in with you.’
I know she’s joking, but I almost tell her to do it–grab all her stuff and I’ll have someone bring her furniture up to the cabin and move her in.
But I have to remind myself to take it slow, especially since coming to Montana was all about her gaining her freedom.
The moment we walk into the shop, Emelie bounces right over to Jenna. As I unload some items for Jack, they start whispering.
‘Jenna and I are going to walk down to the cafe so we can talk about you without you hearing us. We’re going to get a couple of snacks, and then we’ll be back,’ Emelie says casually like it’s an everyday thing.
‘Little One,’ Axel growls.
‘What? It’s only four buildings down. You can look out the front door and see us. We will be right back.’ Emelie tries to give him a stern look but the love between the two of them is evident.
Axel gives her a small nod, and she takes Jenna’s hand as they rush out of the store. Jenna looks over her shoulder at me. I give her a small smile to reassure her that it’s okay, even though I understand how Axel feels about not wanting to have the girls too far away.
‘Seems like things are working out with the two of you,’ Bennett says.
‘Yeah, things have gotten pretty serious over the last few days. She was at the cabin when the storm rolled in, so she’s been staying with me.’
Axel and Bennett give each other a look because that’s exactly how Axel managed to win Emelie over. Only they were stuck in his cabin for over two weeks when the road from his place into town was washed out.
‘Maybe you should try it, Bennett. It’s worked out for Axel and me so far,’ I smirk at him. He just grunts.
Bennett and Cash may not admit they want what Axel and Emelie have, but they do. Just like I do.
‘How is Cash doing?’ Jack changes the subject.
‘The same. Last time I talked with him, he was exhausted. He was overjoyed at Emelie’s food. I guess his brother did most of the cooking, so he’s learning to take care of himself for the first time,’ I tell them.
‘I’ll have my Little One make some more casseroles for him. She feeds me, too, when she cooks for him.’ Axel smirks, and I know there’s more to the story.
We chat for a few minutes until Emelie and Jenna return, each holding paper bags from the café. Emelie walks right to Axel with a big smile on her face, and the moment she’s in his arms, he relaxes.
I know that feeling because the moment Jenna is at my side, and I can wrap an arm around her waist, I relax as well.
What I don’t expect is for her to lean in and whisper in my ear. ‘Take me to the cabin, Phoenix.’
Her words instantly have me hard, and my brain doesn’t function for a moment.
‘Time to go,’ I say, clearing my throat.
I hear the guys snicker as we leave. I don’t care what they think. If my girl wants to go home, then we go home.
Once Jenna is secured in her seat and we’re on the way home, she reaches for my hand.
‘What’s in the bag?’ I ask.
‘A surprise.’
‘Did you have a good chat with Emelie?’
‘The best. I like Emelie. I don’t think I’ve ever had a true friend like her. Even though I’ve known her for such a small amount of time, she’s the best friend I’ve ever had.’
I know the feeling. It’s how I felt coming here and meeting Jack and Bennett, and later Cash and Axel. My first real friends who didn’t care about money or where I came from, they just cared about me, quirks and all.
‘I’m glad you have her, and it’s only a matter of time before Cash and Bennett meet someone and our circle grows even more.’
She gives me a blinding smile. ‘It would be great to see both of them happy. We could meet up at the store, and us girls could have lunch at the cafe once a month. Then later…“ She trails off.
My mind goes to later when we all have kids running around. I can see it so clearly, and I want it more than anything. But I just have to be patient and not push her too hard.
‘Why are you going so slowly?’ Jenna asks as I pull over to let a car go around us up the mountain.
‘The roads are still wet and it’s too easy to spin out or lose control of the car,’ I tell her.
As if the universe wants to prove a point, a small sports car with California plates whips around the corner going toward town and loses control. It spins out and hits the side of the mountain, ending up in the ditch.
‘Holy shit!’ Jenna gasps, visibly shaken.
‘Stay in here. Lock the doors. I’ll go check on them. Have service on your phone?’
Jenna checks her phone. “Yes.”
‘Call 911 and tell them we’re just north of the 141 crossing on Whiskey Mountain Road.’
She starts dialing, and I carefully make my way to the little car that got lucky, ending up in the ditch instead of going over the edge of the mountain.
Peeking in the window, I see a kid who can’t be more than nineteen. He was probably showing off for the girl in the passenger seat who looks even younger than him. Both are awake, albeit stunned.
When I knock on the window, they look at me wide-eyed, but he’s able to roll the window down.
‘You two, okay?’
‘I think so,’ the guy says, looking over at the girl who nods.
‘My girl just called for help, but this is a dangerous curve. If you can move, you should come wait by my truck.’
They’re both slow at unbuckling and getting out before following me back to my truck. I open the tailgate so they can sit on it. They both have a few scratches but otherwise, look okay. The car might not be so lucky since it hit the side of the mountain after landing in the ditch.
‘Thank you for stopping,’ the girl says.
Nodding, I watch Jenna in the car. She turns to look at me through the back window and gives me a thumbs up.
The two kids don’t speak again until the paramedics and police get here. Jenna and I give our report of what happened, and an hour later, we’re finally on our way home.
Neither of us says anything, but the moment we’re in the cabin I pull Jenna into my arms.
‘I’m okay, Phoenix,’ she says against my chest, holding me tight.
‘I’m not letting you go, just the same.’
‘Let me put my stuff away, and then you can hold me until dinner. I promise.’
Only then do I let her go and collapse on the couch. This life isn’t for everyone, and I wonder what the final straw will be to send her running.
