Of Mountains and Men: A Why Choose Romance

Chapter 33

I swallow deeply, roll my neck and stand up, "Shall we." I look at Michael.

He laughs not moving, "Not if you're acting like it's work." He crosses his arms over his chest, waiting for me.

I plop back down on the couch dramatically, "Maybe, I'm just too tired to put on a big sexy show." Michael runs his fingertips slowly up and down my arms. I let out a soft moan, "That feels fantastic."

He lets out a deep chuckle, "I'll take you to bed." He gives Andrew and James a look that tells them to stay here. "Good night. We'll see you in the morning."

This time he stands first, and gently pulls me to my feet. Guiding me to a room one down from Charley's. He flicks on a dim lamp, this room is all blues. Instead of an ocean vibe it comes off a little dark and cold. "I think we are all going to have to comprise to on color schemes for the house."

He chuckles pulling back the sheets, I slide in with a contented sigh. "Lay on your stomach, if it's not uncomfortable."

I smile, "The baby isn't that big yet." I lay mostly on my stomach giving myself a little room, so my stomach doesn't get upset.

The bed dips, and his big warm hands start on my shoulders, kneading and squeezing my flesh. I let out a moan, "That feels incredible."

"We'll have to sign you up for weekly massages too. Before you ask, all of us use a male, however we'll get a female masseur for you."

"I like the sound of that very much." All thought is cut off as he continues relaxing my body. He manages to get every area, thoroughly, I'm such putty when he's finished that it takes me a moment to acknowledge what his hands are doing. His hands are on my butt, still rubbing but dipping lower and lower. Without putting much thought, I spread my legs open wider. I let out a gasp as he brushes my pussy through the boxers.

I reach my hand around, first feeling his stomach, the hard dips and planes that I need to reacquaint myself with. I flip over to my side, where I can explore him with my mouth.

Michael lets out a deep chuckle, "I'm trying to pamper you, what are you doing beautiful?"

"I need to feel you." I say as I bury my face into his hard chest. I spend as much time as I can exploring every inch of his body with my tongue, lips and hands. "You are seriously perfect in every way." I moan, as he turns me to my back pulling off the boxers.

Michael lifts my legs about my shoulders, "Let me know if anything is uncomfortable."

I giggle, "I'm not going to break, please fuck me." I nearly beg the last part.

With one thrust he's fully seated inside me, he bends down biting my nipple through the shirt. I growl ripping the fabric off over my head, so I can feel everything better. He gives me a wicked grin, before pistoning in and out of me so fast it's all I can do to just hold on and go for the ride. The headboard slams into the wall a few times before he shifts me slightly, shoving a thumb in my ass before giving a final slamming thrust cuming deep inside me. As he releases, he shoves his thumb in deeper, sending me spiraling over the edge with him. I pant, every part of my body pulsing as sensation runs through me in a very addicting way.

"I'll be right back," He kisses me quickly and leaves the room.

I blink a few times, sleep pulling at me hard now that I'm a bit sedated. I hear the door open and close as Michael comes back into the room and slides into bed, pulling me into his side.

"I think I could get used to falling asleep like this." I murmur, shoving my butt into his groin as I fall fast asleep.

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