Passion In The Mountains Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
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This is so humiliating. I can barely breathe.

We woke up, and after a little fun, we ordered some room service and hung out on the bed while we ate it. I’m intensely curious about this man, wanting to know everything about him, so I asked him what his normal morning routine was. He told me he’s been jogging in the mountains every day since he’s been here, so I asked him to take me.

I thought it would be a nice casual stroll, but I should have known that hiking with Captain America over here would be like auditioning for American Ninja Warrior. I won’t make that mistake again. Next time, I’ll see if there’s a chairlift or something that can bring me up and I’ll meet him at the top.

“I know just the thing that’s going to make you feel better,” he says as I hold my ribs, the sharp pain in my side aching.

“A gun?”

He laughs. “Follow me.”

We walk for a few minutes and I try to make some easy conversation but every second word is a wheeze, so I give that up pretty quickly.

He brings me to the spot in the river where I first saw him, although now, I’m seeing it from his point of view. I smile when I spot the Douglas fir tree I hid behind. I can still remember how my whole body was fluttering when I saw his huge hulking frame in the water.

“Swimming?” I say with my eyebrows up. “In cold water? That’s supposed to make me feel better?”

“Skinny dipping in cold water,” he corrects.

I’m about to protest when he pulls off his shirt and drops it on a rock. Actually, I’m kind of feeling better already…

I sit on a boulder and watch as he gets naked, pulling off his shoes and then taking down his shorts and underwear.

Wow…

Seeing that long thick monster never gets less shocking.

This time, I get to stare all I want. And I do. My eyes are locked on his beautiful dick as he steps into the flowing river.

I can’t believe that thing was inside me. Last night and this morning. And hopefully later if my luck continues.

My pussy reacts to it as well, growing wetter as it gets desperate for some pressure. I squirm on the rock as he walks out, showing me his gorgeous backside. I love his ass. I can imagine living with Dylan and grabbing it every chance I get—in the kitchen while he’s cooking, passing him in the hallway, waking up in the middle of the night and grabbing a handful of his hard muscular ass. I moan as my fingers tingle with anticipation.

“Are you coming in?” he asks with those sexy dark brown eyes shining.

I’m not one for cold water, so I’d normally pass, but when a gorgeous muscular tattooed mountain man is asking you to get naked for him, you get naked for him.

“Alright,” I say, willing to try anything for this man, even swimming in freezing cold water.

He stands in the river with the spectacular view of the forest and mountaintops behind him as he watches me get up. I wonder if there’s ever been a more stunning view than of this man standing naked in his natural mountainous habitat.

Dylan is as masculine as they come and I love how protective he is over me, always watching me and making sure I’m okay. I know there’s nothing he wouldn’t do to keep me safe and that’s a nice feeling.

I’m a proud independent woman, but it’s nice knowing that I can tuck under that man’s brawny muscular wing whenever I want and let him keep me safe.

He runs his hand over his thick black beard, watching with heated eyes as I grab my sweaty shirt and peel it off.

I drop it on the same rock as his, but my shirt lands with a slap. Ew.

My shorts come next, but some of the shyness comes back when it’s time to remove my sports bra and panties. How can I get naked in front of that? There was darkness last night and sheets this morning, but there’s nothing to hide under now. The bright morning sun is lighting me up and Dylan has a front-row seat to the show.

I can’t compete with him. Nobody can, he’s perfect.

He looks me over with a sharp inhale and I get a little boost of confidence when I see his long cock starting to harden.

Maybe I can go in like this…

I step into the water—ooh that’s cold!—and he frowns.

“No clothes allowed in this river,” he says with a shake of his head, his eyes sliding all over me. “It’s the law of the mountains.”

He seems to be enjoying the view. His cock is nice and thick, and starting to twitch. My pussy reacts with a heated pulse. She’s going to be mighty shocked in a few seconds when she’s doused in freezing cold river water.



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