“How does he even know where I am?” she whispered.
“Do you have any location services activated on any social media apps?” Evan, he seemed to just know everything.
She slapped her forehead.
“I tweeted something when I got here. I bet it was that.”
Evan held up his arms and shrugged, “There you go.”
“I’m such an idiot,” she said. “But I guess I never could have seen this coming.”
“He won’t be bothering you,” he said. “Trust me.”
She smiled and looked into his eyes. She really did trust him, she felt already like she had known him forever.
“You look tired,” he said.
“I am,” she said as she stifled a yawn. “I’ve worked all day and I still don’t think I’ve fully recovered from our wild wedding night.”
Evan laughed.
“Get yourself to bed,” he said as he got to his feet. “I’m not leaving you alone though, I’ll stay here on the couch.”
She looked at him and bit her bottom lip. He was so genuine and kind, but he was also such a badass, she knew that if Reggie did anything dumb, like turn up on Grey Mountain and find the cabin, then she would be more than safe with Evan around.
“Are you sure?” she asked him.
He nodded and then leaned in and kissed her one more time.
“Good night,” he said as their lips broke apart.
It took everything she had to stop herself from beckoning him to the bedroom with her, but she just knew that she had to wait, even if it was just one more night.
She had deep feelings for Evan, and she wanted to make sure that they were fully cemented before they fully consummated their marriage. It was insane to think that they were instantaneous husband and wife, but it was all working so far, and she already couldn’t imagine her life without him.
“You know your way around,” she said as she looked back over her shoulder. “And just help yourself to anything you need…”
“Yes, boss,” he winked.
He lay back on the couch and kicked off his boots. Seeing the size of him on there made her heart race even harder, and she knew she was going to be in turmoil all night thinking about the fact that he was on the other side of the wall and just a little down the hall.
She walked slowly down the hall to her bedroom and opened the door and closed it quietly behind her. She slumped down onto her bed and felt her entire body shaking. She was so horny for him, her pussy was wet, her nipples were hard, and all she could think about was him pushing himself inside of her and taking hold of her with those big, rough, mountain man hands.
“Stop it,” she whispered to herself. “You’ve got to get your mind out of the gutter.”
She sat back up and slowly removed her clothes and took off her jewelry. She wandered through into the adjoining bathroom and looked in the mirror. She smiled as she saw how messed up her hair was, and how the small amount of lipstick that she had been wearing was now smeared a little down onto her chin. She bit her lip and remembered the sensation of his lips on hers. She ran the tap and splashed some water on her face to cool herself down, and then she removed any last traces of make-up and brushed her hair. She felt fresh and more awake than ever as she climbed into bed, but she was determined to be a good girl and stay where she was… without calling out to Evan and asking if he fancied coming to join her.
She closed her eyes and tried to count sheep.
She rolled onto her back and then she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.
This was going to be a particularly cruel form of torture, but it was all self-inflicted.
“Just think of how good it will be when it finally happens,” she whispered to herself.
And then she rolled onto her side and closed her eyes again, leaving her back toward the door so she wasn’t staring toward temptation.
It took her longer than normal, but eventually, she fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.
13.
The light broke through the cracks in the curtains and shone down across the bed covers. Monica rolled onto her back and stretched as she yawned and forced herself into the land of awake.
She felt well rested and totally relaxed.
She had had one of the best night’s sleeps that she had had in a long while.
She smiled when she heard the sound of the TV drifting down the hall, and the scent of bacon. She wrapped her arms around herself and grinned.
“Evan,” she whispered.
She had dreamt of him all night again. She and he had frolicked through her mind all night, doing dirty things to each other and exploring each other’s bodies. Now she was more turned on than ever, and all she could think of was what she was going to let him do to her when she finally got her hands on him.
She got to her feet and quickly made the bed, before she slipped on her robe and looked in the mirror. She looked good with bed-head, and her skin was clear and glowing. She dipped quickly into the bathroom and brushed her teeth and then she looked at herself once more before she headed toward the door.
Her husband was in the kitchen cooking her breakfast.
Her hot as hell sexy mountain man husband.
Fuck, she was lucky.
As she tiptoed down the hall she could see him standing over the stove with a dishcloth slung over his shoulder. His t-shirt was nowhere in sight and his incredible body was on show. She stopped in her tracks and just took him in for a moment. She looked at his perfect tan, his insane muscles, the way his arms looked so strong and powerful they could likely crush a car. She bit her lip and smiled to herself, and in that moment, he looked up at her and smiled too.
“Good morning, sunshine,” he said gruffly.
She couldn’t move for a moment, all she could do was stand there and grin. But, finally, she made her way toward him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Now this is something exciting to wake up to,” she said.
Evan kissed her hard on the mouth and lifted her up onto the counter. She wrapped her legs around him and ran her fingers through his hair.
“Tell me about it,” he grunted as he pushed himself against her.
She felt like putty in his hands, and she gasped as he trailed kisses down her neck. She squeezed him tightly between her thighs and trailed her fingernails up his back. He really did feel so very, very good. And she didn’t know how the hell she was going to stop herself this time.
She knew she was on the verge of losing control.
Behind them on the stove, the bacon sizzled and without stopping kissing her, Evan reached behind her and managed to turn it off. She kept her lips locked against his, and she kept her arms tightly around him.
This time, she wasn’t letting go.
He pushed his hard dick against her panties and slid his hands up the sides of her legs and inside the robe. He held her there and she gasped as she threw her head back and he kissed her neck again.
She wanted him so badly. She needed him inside of her.
Evan hooked his fingers into the corners of her panties and he slowly began to slide them down. Monica lay back and let him have his wicked way with her, she wanted him to do whatever he wanted with her, she wanted him to take her places she had never been before.
Evan threw her panties away over his shoulder and smirked at her.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the second we met,” he said as he grinned.
“I’ve wanted it too,” she panted.
He reached up and clutched her breasts and then he slid his hands down to the tie of the robe and began to undo it at her waist. She couldn’t keep her hands off him either, and she immediately went to the buttons on his jeans, she ripped at them, and popped them open quickly, letting them unfurl and open, revealing his rock-hard member that had been kept hidden inside.
Evan grunted and pulled her closer. She was naked in front of him, with only the robe around her, and he was rapidly wriggling out of his jeans.
Monica trembled and gasped as he bent down between her legs and she wrapped them around his neck. She could feel his hot breath on the inside of her legs, and when his tongue flicked up and down her pussy, she writhed in pure, orgasmic pleasure.
No one had ever made her feel things like that.
She came within seconds, as his tongue thrust in and out of her, and then he worked up to massage her clit with it. His beard tickled her legs and added to the incredible feeling that was taking her over, and by the time she was finished screaming and crying out in pleasure, she was a juddering mess on the top of the counter.
Evan climbed up and pulled her to him. He kissed her full on the mouth and she could taste her own sweetness. He wrapped his fingers around her throat as he reached downward, taking hold of her hand and leading it to his groin.
She knew just by looking at him that he was going to be huge, but nothing could prepare her for what was waiting when she took hold of his incredible length.
Evan was so big it was intimidating.
His cock was thick, long, veiny, and throbbing for her. As she wrapped her fingers around it and jacked him slowly, they both groaned and bumped their lips together.
“Babe,” he panted. “That’s so good.”
Monica smiled behind his kiss and pulled herself closer to him. Her pussy was still juicy and engorged from when he had used his mouth on her, and now she couldn’t wait to have him inside of her.
He pulled open her legs and moved her to the very edge of the counter, before he reached down and took hold of his incredible manhood.
“I hope you’re ready,” he said breathlessly as he teased her opening with his big, throbbing tip.
Monica could barely speak, she could only squeak in response as she bucked her hips toward him and urged him to plunge inside of her.
When he did, she gasped and cried out as he filled her. She had never been explored so deeply before, and she was barely able to control herself as he thrust himself in and out of her, filling her again and again, and hitting her in all the right places.
“Evan!” she wailed as she threw her head back and clutched him tightly between her thighs.
He kissed her and took hold of her breasts, squeezing them tightly together and pounding her hard on the counter. She felt her whole body shudder, and a heat was rising in her again. She never wanted the moment to end, but she was so turned on and so in tune with him, she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.
She gasped as he raised her leg out to the side and managed to plunge into her even deeper. As he did, his own body began to spasm, and he hit her so deep that it sent her unravelling into a total sea of bliss.
They came together as Evan pumped his huge cock in and out of her, pumping himself so very deep that it felt as if they would never ever part.
When he collapsed down on top of her and kissed her deeply, he looked into her eyes and held her there adoringly. He trailed his fingertips down her cheek and smiled at her as he tried to catch his breath.
“Well, we can’t use the excuse with the judge that we never consummated the marriage now…” he teased.
Monica grinned and bit her lip.
“Oh well…” she smirked as she reached up and ran her hands through his hair.
Evan led her out onto the veranda and pulled out her chair. She sat down, her robe now firmly back in place, but her body still naked underneath, and her whole person aching for more. She pulled her knees up to her chest and smiled as she watched him move back through into the kitchen where he began to load up plates with bacon and soft bread, and he made a fresh pot of coffee.
As she watched him, and she replayed over and over in her mind what they had just done, she honestly felt as if she was in some kind of strange dream. She had met him, and they had fallen for each other so fast, and every second they spent together felt natural and meant to be. She was loving every moment of her time with Evan, and she felt so unbelievably lucky to have found him.
The fact that he was incredible in bed, too, only added to her love for him. He was doing things for her that no man ever had before. No on had ever satisfied her in such a way, and no one had ever looked at her the way he did. It was as if he adored her and it felt amazing.
“Here you go,” he said as he stepped out into the morning sun.
The temperature wasn’t as low as it had been, and the sun shining through only added to the picturesque nature of where they were sitting. He placed the food and coffee pot down on the table in front of her and poured her a steaming cup.
“You really are too good to me,” she mused.
“Well, you are my wife…” he teased.
They looked at each other and shared a moment. It was like the elephant in the room… would they talk about the annulment again, or now that they were giving this a go, were they going to wait and see what happened within the next six months?
Monica took a slice of toast and bit into it as Evan sipped his coffee.
“How many other places do you have?” she asked him. “Up here on the mountain.”
He shrugged and then looked out toward the hills.
“A fair few,” he said. “I inherited the majority when my father died ten years ago.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, and she reached out and took hold of his hand. He squeezed it and smiled at her.
“I’ve come to terms with it now,” he said. “But it was rough for a while.”
“I can’t imagine,” she said.
“But it’s not the only thing I do out here; like I told you, I work the land up at my place. I work with the loggers, and when town is busy, sometimes my time is taken up by running from cabin to cabin and fixing things that are going wrong. Leaky faucets, broken windows, that kind of thing. It’s not easy being a landlord.”
She smiled at him. She could tell he had a lot of passion for what he did and that he worked hard.
“Always busy then…” she smiled.
“Yeah,” he said as he stretched and put his big arms in the air. “I never thought I’d find the time to meet a good woman…” he winked. “But then… you wandered into that bar on my night off… and bam.”
“Bam,” she repeated.
“Kaboom…”
“Explosion…”
“Lives changed forever,” he smiled again. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it, and she couldn’t take her eyes off him. For a man who looked so fierce and mean, he certainly was a true romantic.
She had hit the absolute jackpot.
14.
They showered together, and Evan caressed her entire body with his big, strong hands. He massaged her and lathered her up with soap, and he pushed her back against the cold tiles and kissed her deeply. They made love again, and Monica wailed in pleasure as he pounded her hard on the floor of the shower and the water tumbled down above them.
When they were dry, they couldn’t stop looking at each other as they got dressed and Monica dried her hair. She kept staring at him in the reflection of the mirror as he stood on the other side of the room, leaning against the wall, with his hands in his pockets and a grateful smile.
“What did I do to deserve you?” she said when she clicked off the hairdryer.
“I could say the same thing,” he smiled.
They locked hands together and walked down the hallway and toward the front door.
“You need to stock up,” he told her as he opened the door and bright sunlight spilled in. “I’ll give you a hand.”
“Are you still worried that crazy Reggie may be on his way here?” she asked him.
“I’m pretty sure he won’t be,” he said. “But you can never be too careful.”
“Gives you a good excuse to stick around,” she winked.
Evan winked back, and they held hands again before they started to walk down the driveway and toward the path that
led out onto the road that would lead them back toward Main Street.
Walking down to town with Evan by her side made her feel like a million dollars. She hadn’t noticed before how prominent in town he appeared to be, but he literally knew each and every person that they walked past.
Girls swooned over him and gave Monica the evil eye when they saw that he was holding her hand, and she would be lying to herself if she tried to say it didn’t give her an incredible buzz. She liked the way the girls and women of Grey Mountain were looking at them. None of them had been good enough for Evan. He hadn’t chosen any of them the way he had chosen her. They may have lusted after him, but Monica had rolled into town and he had fallen at her feet.
They were even fucking married.
She had to laugh when she kept remembering this fact.
She wasn’t just dating this guy… he was already her husband.
“Shall we stop by the general store?” Evan suggested as they waited for the traffic to clear and then they began to cross over toward the other side.
“Sounds good to me,” she said.
All thoughts of Reggie had vanished completely from her mind, and she hadn’t even felt the need to look at her cell phone. Evan was right, if he did have the balls to show up there in town, nothing would happen anyway. He wouldn’t be able to get anywhere near her because she had her protector now.
Evan had come to save the day.
The doors to the general store parted and they both stepped inside. It was refreshingly cool in there with the air conditioning, and Monica picked up a basket to carry as they wandered around the aisles.
“So, what are you cooking for me tonight?” Evan teased as they stopped close to the meat section.
Monica looked over at the steaks and grinned.
“Well, I think I can guess what you have in mind…” she said as she pointed to the biggest, juiciest steak she could find.
“That looks incredible,” he said as he patted his belly. “Feed me, woman. Man needs food.”
Monica laughed, and they kissed again.
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