Mountain Boss: Mountain Men Series Book One
Mountain Boss: Chapter 78

“Holy hell.” I sag back against Sterling as I watch him suck his fingers clean.

I have never been so ready to go again so soon after, but watching that… Pretty sure watching that would make a straight man come.

Sterling groans once more before opening his eyes and sliding his fingers out of his mouth.

“Delicious.” His tongue peeks out to slide across his lower lip.

My pussy clenches around nothing.

My heart hops over a beat.

He slowly moves his hands to my shoulders, then turns me to face him. “Time for bed, Miss Kern.”

Still breathing heavily, I manage to nod.

Bed is good.

Collapse is moments away.

Sterling dips to pick up the flashlight, then, with a hand on my lower back, he lights the way as we walk around to the front steps.

I try to discreetly button my pants but settle on holding them up with one hand.

I want to say something…

Thank you for the phenomenal orgasm.

You can stuff that big dick in me if you want.

Did you just come in your pants?

But I’m too busy trying to stay upright to ask questions.

When we reach the stairs, I finally lift my head to look up at Sterling.

His eyes are dark, the flashlight in his hand casting shadows over his features.

So I settle on the only thing I can think of to say. “Good night, Sterling.”

He watches me for a beat. “Good night, Courtney.”

His voice is more gravelly than normal, scraping across my nerves.

I press my lips together, then turn and climb the few steps to my door.

My hand is on the doorknob when he speaks again.

“Oh, and Cookie? I didn’t know the bunk was bare.”

I turn back to face him, my brow furrowed. “What was that?”

He holds my gaze. “I didn’t know the mattress was missing. It was supposed to be in there.”

His words crawl through my brain.

He… didn’t know?

“It was an oversight and never should have happened.”

I blink at him. “You… You didn’t do it on purpose?”

He shakes his head. “I’m an asshole, Courtney. But I never would’ve made you sleep like that. Not ever. I wish you’d told me, but I understand why you didn’t. And that’s what I’m really sorry about.”

My throat tightens as memories and emotions crash into each other.

He didn’t know.

He didn’t know, and if I’d said something, he would’ve gotten me one.

Something that feels a lot like relief fills my chest.

I melted under his touch, not knowing if he’d been testing me.

And now I know.

He takes a step back. “Go to bed,” he commands for the second time.

Then he turns the flashlight off and disappears into the darkness.