The Mechanic’s Match (The Mountain Man’s Mail-Order Bride #3) Read Online Aria Cole

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: The Mountain Man's Mail-Order Bride Series by Aria Cole
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
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She laughs, and it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. I pull her into my arms, holding her close, and for the first time in years, I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.

“Fox,” she whispers, her breath warm against my chest. “Thank you.”

I don’t respond, just press a kiss to the top of her head and hold her tighter. Words don’t matter right now. All that matters is her—and making sure she knows she’s not alone anymore.

“Do you… regret us?” Her voice is soft as she asks.

“Never,” I reply.

Her pouty lips lift into a smile and all the senses in my head are stolen. I don't want her to see how much she affects me when she does this. Thunder rages through my shaft, lightning igniting my balls with fire and electricity as the need to dominate every untouched part of her rises inside me.

"Say it again, say you’ll stay," I hiss, my hand on her skin, teeth grazing her neck.

"Fox," she breathes out, her soft pussy grinding against me like a sweet pussycat at the sound of the word.

"That's it, my sweet girl." I grip her hair, pulling softly to expose her neck. "I'd like to promise to be gentle," I graze my teeth down the arch of her throat, sending shivers across her skin and causing a soft shudder to run through her, "but I don't think you'd like that very much."

I swallow her gasps, forcing my tongue to meet hers as our bodies twist and writhe in discovery and desperation.

"I love your rough edges," she purrs against my lips just as the tip of my cock brushes against her heated lips.

She trembles, her eyes fluttering closed as I work against her pussy, rubbing across every nerve as she grows more and more soaked with each of my passes.

"This little pussy is soaked for me," I hum, pushing down my briefs and working the thick tip of my dick against her clitoris. She arches and moans, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as she tries to maintain control. "I want to see how sweet my girl looks with my dick plunging deep inside her again."

Instead of thrusting against her clit again, I edge my tip inside her entrance. I slip just barely in, my tip leaking with pre-cum as I’m so fucking hot and turned on by her whimpering little sounds.

"Please, I'm so desperate to feel you, Fox."

My cock surges with the need to fuck her wildly. "Do you think this tight little pussy can handle me again so soon?"

Her eyes widen and she bites down on her bottom lip as she nods eagerly.

"Yes, please," she begs.

I push her hand between us, forcing her fingers to feel herself. "Good girl, feel how juicy your pussy is for me."

She spins her fingers through the glistening folds, sliding her fingertips against my cock and sending beads of pre-cum leaking from my tip. I want to suck and fuck and lick and bite every inch of her skin every day for the next hundred years.

"I hope you're ready for forever, sweet girl. I love that no one else has been here.” I husk, just as I slide in a little deeper. “No time with you will ever be enough.”

Her only response is a moan, as I push deep, feeling her tense and then ease around my thick girth.

“There’s my baby, nice and slow, I’ve got you.” My hands move across her skin, kisses trailing down her breasts and then back up her throat to land on her lips again.

“Yes, yes, yes.” She is so pure and untouched, every bone in my body strung tight for her.

“Fuck, my sweet girl, fuck, it scares me how much I fucking think about you.” I groan, grinding to the end of her and easing my strokes. I kiss her slowly, plunging my tongue deftly as we come apart and come together right here in my kitchen.

My fingers sweep over her clit and swirl until she reaches another release. Then I slide my hands around her waist and down to the back of her beautiful round ass cheeks.

“Seeing you in my flannel always makes me want to get my hands on these gorgeous curves.”

"Yes," she breathes sweetly in my ear, "and I love watching you cum."

I smirk, peppering kisses along the underside of her wrist. "You're incredible, my sweet girl. I'm all for living out the rest of our days naked and covered in your sweet cum, baby, but we've got forever to get to." I cup her cheeks in my hands as I kiss her again, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. "And when it comes to you, sweet Amelia, I'm not a very patient man."

Chapter Thirteen

Amelia

“Yeah–I’ll call you later,” Fox’s voice cuts through the quiet, his deep timbre coming from the garage downstairs. I pause, wiping my hands on a dishtowel, ears straining.


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