by Alexa Riley
“It’s so peaceful.” She leans back and looks out the window I opened while I was cooking. “What’s that sound?” Her eyes widen as she looks at me.
“Tree frogs,” I laugh, and her mouth falls open.
“I’ve never heard them before.”
“Welcome to the woods, Bambi.” I think for a second and then ask, “That’s your real name, right?”
She laughs, then rests her chin on her hand and listens to me talk about the wildlife here. She snacks while I cook, and when it’s ready, she eats a plate almost as big as mine. I don’t know when she last ate, but I’m happy to know she’s full when she’s finished.
“Sleepy?” I ask as I clean up, and she leans back in her seat with her hand on her belly.
“I don’t know how, but I can barely keep my eyes open.”
I place the last dish in the dishwasher and come around to where she’s sitting. “Come on, I’ll show you where you can sleep.”
I take her by the hand and stand there for a quiet moment before I lead her back out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the second floor. As her fingers wrap around my palm, it feels as though I’m holding on to her heart.
When we get to the master bedroom, I open the door and show her where I sleep. The cabin is built out of logs I cut myself, and I even made the bed with my own two hands. I’m proud of what I’ve built here, and having Bambi in this space feels like all the hard work was worth it.
“Is this your room?” she asks, stepping forward to touch the frame. “Did you make this too?”
I nod, and she smiles at me like I made it just for her. Maybe I did.
“You don’t have any guest rooms in this big ol’ place?”
“Yeah, I’ve got several, but this is the best. And that’s what you deserve.” I pull her close to me, and not for the first time, I think about how perfectly she fits against my chest. “If it’s okay, I want to sleep with you tonight. Nothing more than sleep, I promise.” I touch my finger along her jaw, reminding myself she’s here and she’s real. “I’m just not ready to let you go.” Ever, my mind finishes, but I don’t say it out loud.
“I don’t want to be alone.”
With that, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to the bed. “Anything you want is yours,” I say, laying her down and spooning in behind her.
We’re both still dressed, and that’s okay for now. She’s so tired she can hardly keep her eyes open, and if I strip her down, who knows if I can keep my promise to her? Tonight I’ll only hold her and give her the comfort she needs. But I’m no saint, and this woman in my arms is the one thing that’s tempted me most.
Chapter Seven
Bambi
God, he feels good. As soon as he wrapped his arms around me, I was out. I felt safe all night, and I can’t remember the last time I truly had that. Even in my own home, my brother always has random people coming and going. Heck, the walk to and from my place isn't the best either. In the city I’m always on edge, and I didn't realize how much until Angus put his arms around me and I let go. As crazy as it sounds, I can breathe easier here.
Slowly I roll over, not wanting to wake him up. I press my face into his neck and breathe in his masculine scent. What is it about this man? There’s this pull I have to him that feels like blind trust. More than that, I think I might be falling for him.
When he shifts, I still, but his arms only tighten as he pulls me closer. My leg slides up and over his stomach to rest there as he lies on his back. My chest presses into his side, and now the oversized shirt I put on in the middle of the night when I got up to go to the bathroom is bunched up high around my waist.
Angus’s big hand comes down to rest on my thigh, and when his fingers dig into me, I realize he might be awake. I look up, but it’s hard to see in the dark. I let out a breath when he doesn't move again, and I’m thankful I can go back to breathing him in. I tell myself this isn't crazy. Okay, maybe a little crazy because now I’m touching my mouth against his neck, wondering what he tastes like.
I gasp when the hand on my thigh squeezes me tighter. “Bambi.”
His voice is deep and filled with sleep. I lick my lips, and my tongue grazes his skin. His whole body goes rigid, and I stop.
“Yeah, it’s me. Did you think it was someone else?” I try to tease, but as I say the words, I regret them because I don’t want to think about him with another woman.
“Trust me, I know who it is. I was giving you a warning.”
“A warning?” I cuddle closer and wonder how I can possibly ever sleep in my own bed after this. I think he’s ruined me.
“Yeah, a warning,” he repeats. “Your tits and pussy are pressed against me, and your leg keeps rubbing on my cock.”
“Oh. Sorry,” I offer, but I’m not sorry and I don’t move away.
“Don’t be. All I’m saying is you lick me with that tongue again, I’m going to suck it in my mouth.”
I bite my lip, and he actually tilts his head the other way as if daring me. Maybe it’s the darkness of the room, but I feel bold. Carefully I brush my lips across his warm skin and open my mouth. I barely touch his skin with the tip of my tongue, and he’s all over me.
In one quick motion, he pins me beneath him and then his mouth is on mine. I gasp at the intensity and how he dominates me. He kisses me like he needs me to breathe, and it’s consuming. I had no idea a kiss could be like this—and then, true to his word, he sucks my tongue into his mouth. I whine with need as I think about that same suction in other places. I lift my hips, and my whole body begins to buzz.
There’s no bouncer here to stop us this time, and my mind spins with need. He jerks his mouth from mine and buries his face in my neck. His stubble tickles my skin as he tries to catch his breath. I bite my lip, telling myself to not move. I will not shamelessly dry hump him while he’s trying to breathe.
But then of course I do.
When I roll my hips up, I feel his cock right there.
“Bambi.”
“I don’t need a warning.” My hands are all over his muscles, and he’s hard and warm everywhere.
“You want to finish what we started the other night?”
“Yes.”
He kisses my neck before he reaches down between us. I feel him shift, and I wet my lips, wondering if he’s pulling himself out of his sweatpants. I suck in a breath when I feel the heavy weight of his cock against me.
His fingers dip into the side of my panties as he pulls them over. “Tell me, Bambi. What’s this going to cost me?” He swipes the head of his cock against my clit. “How much?”
I whimper. Why is that so hot?
“A thousand,” I blurt out.
“Pull your shirt up and show me your tits and I’ll give you two.”
I do as he asks quickly, then I feel the weight of him on me. His cock presses against my sex and glides over my clit. He thrusts like we’re having sex, and it’s so dirty.
“Legs around me,” he orders, and I do as I’m told.
His head dips, and he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. Again, all I can think about is what his mouth would feel like between my thighs. Is it really as wonderful as women say? I think anything with Angus would be wonderful, to be honest.
He grunts, releasing my nipple as he thrusts faster. The head of his cock slips back and forth against my clit, and the sounds of his grunts are the hottest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. When he groans my name, I’m done for.
The orgasm hits me hard and seems to go on forever. I dig my fingers into his back, needing to hang on to something. I cry out when he bites down on my neck, and it triggers another orgasm. Or maybe the first one is still going. I'm too lost to know.
I feel his warm release spill onto my skin as he thrusts a few more times. His body is tense and tight before he finally goes lax on top of me. I lie there wondering what the hell just happened and when we can do it again.
“Shit,” I hear him say. “I don’t know why I bit you. I’m sorry.”
He kisses my neck, and I close my eyes while I smile.
“I liked it,” I admit. “I liked everything you did.”
“Me too.” He pushes up off the bed. “Don’t move.” I hear him walk across the room, and my eyes adjust to the darkness. He turns on the bathroom light and I hear water running.
When he comes back, I watch as he cleans his release off me. He takes his time, and then I feel an emotion I don’t understand get lodged in my throat. I want to clean him too since I can see some on his sweatpants. But instead he pulls the sheet over me before going back into the bathroom. He grabs new sweatpants and then turns off the light.
The bed dips as he slides in, and I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say or do. Do we just go back to sleep? I suddenly don’t feel tired at all, and as I’m stressing over it, he grabs me and pulls me into him. I take a deep breath and relax into his warmth.
“I shouldn't have done that,” he says, and I tense. Does he regret it? “Bambi.” He rolls me over to face him. “You were half asleep. I don’t want you doing anything unless your head is a hundred percent into it.” I can hear the concern in his voice. Gosh, he really is a good man.
“I wasn't asleep at all.” In fact, I think I was the one copping feels while he was sleeping. Unless he was faking it, but I’m not going to ask.
“All right,” he says, and I lay my head on his chest.
“I kind of hope maybe we can do it again?”
“Right now?” he teases me. “Bambi, we can do anything you want. You give me the word and I’ll be all over you, babe. I don’t think I have much control when it comes to you.”
I smile. It feels good having the power to make Angus lose control.
Chapter Eight
Angus
“Oh fuck,” I grunt, fisting the sheets in my hands and thrusting.
Bambi grips my ass with her hands and holds me still as her pussy wiggles up and down the ridge of my cock. I’m still not inside her, but I’m so goddamn close. Her wet lips slide over me like melted butter, and I don’t know how much more I can take.
“How much to let me eat it?” I whisper in her ear before I bite the shell. Her breath catches in her throat and I feel how wet she is for it. “How much, Bambi? You know how bad I want to lick that pussy. Make me pay for it.”
“Two thousand,” she hisses, arching her back.
“I’ll pay three if you let me stick a finger in your ass while I do.”
“Oh god.”
“Come on, babe, you’ll like it.” I thrust up and she cries out. “Four?”
“Angus,” she moans, and I wait. “Okay.”
I kiss my way down her tits and remember that somewhere along the way I stripped off her shirt. I suck on her nipples and take my time kissing her stomach and then lower. Her panties are around one leg, and she’s bare before me. The sun is streaming into the bedroom well enough now that I can see how pretty and pink she is. I can also see how fucking wet she is too.
“I love that you’ve got hair down here.” I rub my face against it, and her hips rise up. “It smells so good.”
My mouth waters as I get the first taste of her, and I moan. She tastes fresh, like sunshine and roses on a summer day. My tongue wiggles between her folds and over the tight bud my cock has gotten off on at least three times already. The warm, wet pearl is hard, and as I give it attention, she writhes on the bed. Bingo. This little sweet spot and I are going to be best fucking friends. I open my mouth over her pussy and suck while the tip of my thumb plays with her ass. I wonder what she’d make me pay to put my dick in it. She’s so fucking wet it’s dipping down her crack, and I use her own juices as lube.
“Don’t stop!” she cries, grabbing my hair with both hands.
Just when she’s close to the edge, I press my thumb in her ass to the first knuckle and she cries out as her orgasm hits. She clenches on me hard while I flick my tongue over her nub, and I have to hold her down.
I’m humping the bed at the same time, and the taste of her release is all I need to let go of mine. My cum spills out of me and onto the tangle of sheets between us. I thrust like I’m inside of her instead of wrapped in cotton, and my release makes a mess. How do I still have so much cum? It’s like my dick is producing extra since the day he found Bambi.
“Okay, I did not expect that,” she pants, lying there in a sweaty heap.
“I take it you mean that in a good way?” I smile at her then climb off the bed and lean over and grab her up. She laughs as I carry her into the bathroom.
“Yes, in a good way,” she finally answers, and I turn on the shower and put her on her feet. She looks at the floor, and her face flushes as she tries to cover her body with her hands.
“Hey.” I reach out and grab her chin and force her to look up at me. “Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Try and disappear.” I look into those dark green eyes for a second longer before I kiss her. After we’re both grabbing at each other once again, I take a step back and hold up my hands. “If you don’t stop kissing me like that, we’re never going to leave this room.”
She giggles as I tug her in the shower after me and then slap her ass. I take my time washing her body but don’t let her do mine.
“You’re no fun.” She pretends to pout, and I shake my head.
“I want to show you the property,” I say, rinsing off under the shower spray. “Did you bring shoes?”
She shakes her head. “I only have my flip-flops.”
“That just means you’re going to see the place on piggy-back.” I lean down and kiss her once again before we get out of the shower and dry each other off.
I feel her hand on my dick as I dry my hair and take the towel away to see her looking at my cock while she jerks me off. Her eyes meet mine in a question, and I nod as she keeps on stroking me. When I drop the towel and plant my feet, her other hand joins in. She cups my balls and strokes the shaft, and I reach up to play with her tits.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I say, licking my bottom lip.
A few quick tugs, and I’m spilling in her hand like I’m thirteen and it’s my first time. I cum so fast that it catches me off-guard, and I think it does her too. Her eyes widen as she watches me, and I curse when she pulls her hand away and moves it between her legs.
I’m frozen in place as she uses her cum-covered fingers to rub between her pussy lips. I blink and then I’m falling on my knees and licking where her fingers are. I can taste myself on her and I shove a finger in her tight pussy because I want more.
“Can’t get enough,” I groan, licking harder and faster.
She cums just as fast as I did, surprising us both. I rock back on my knees and look up at her afterwards in surprise.
“Where did that come from?” she asks.
I smile. “I don’t know, but I hope it comes back.”
By the time we’ve made it to the kitchen to grab some food and pack a bag, it’s noon. I normally start my days around here before the sun comes up, but I'd trade every sunrise to be in bed with Bambi.
“You’re not serious?” she asks once we’re outside.
“Flip-flops aren’t safe out in the woods, and I want to show you around.”
She looks down at her body and then back to me. “There’s no way you can carry me for that long.”
I shake my head and then she squeals when I grab her up and put her on my back like she weighs nothing. “There, now that’s settled.”
“Show-off,” she says as I adjust her higher.
“You’re carrying the supplies, it’s only fair that I carry you.”
“That makes no sense when you’re carrying the both of us.”
“It’s okay. I’ll be the strong one and you be the smart one,” I offer, and she laughs.
“How big is this place?”
“It covers most of this mountain range and the next one over. It’s several hundred acres.”
“Holy cow, that’s so much!”
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��I’ve got a few trails we can take the farm truck on. I keep it in the barn for when I want to go off-road. But I thought you’d like the walk in the woods today.”
“I can’t get over how peaceful it is here. It’s not just quiet; it’s…I don’t know the word exactly.”
“I always thought it felt like home,” I admit as I step onto the trail and make our way through the woods. “We grew up in Southern California, but whenever we came up here during the summers it felt like the place I was meant to be. I can’t explain it.”
“No, that’s exactly it. I mean, it’s not home for me, but it has that feeling.” I feel her shake her head. “That sounds silly because I’ve never been here before. I’ve never even been outside of Las Vegas.”
“I think the mountains are like that for some people, Bambi.” I shrug. “It sounds crazy, but I always felt like a part of my soul was born here, so every time I come back it feels like this is where I’m meant to be. Maybe it’s like that for more than just me?”
“Did your brother Rogue like it up here?”
I let out a bark of laughter. “No, never. He hated every second of the summer up here and couldn’t wait to get back to ‘civilization,’ as he called it. But meanwhile I couldn’t get here fast enough and never wanted to leave.”
“And now you’re here all the time?”
I nod. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” I stop just as we reach the edge of the clearing and help her off my back. I turn around to face her and pull her close. “And there’s no one else I’d rather be here with.”
“You keep saying sweet things like that to me and I might not leave.” There’s a light in her eyes like never before, and it warms my heart.
“That’s the plan.” I give her a quick kiss, then take her hand. “Come on, I want to show you something.”
Chapter Nine