Page 40 of Mountain Men’s Nanny

“Gideon was there. He’s taken her to her quarters. She sprained her ankle,” he said guiltily.

I rushed to Brie’s room, only realizing I hadn’t bothered to put on my jacket once I had already left the main area of the cabin. I didn’t turn back. I had to see her for myself. To make sure she was all right. I walked fast, breaking into a small jog as I got closer, then stopped just at the door. I could hear her inside with Gideon.

They were talking in low voices, and I couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying. She laughed, a short, muffled giggle. I stood near the crack in the door, peering in.

Gideon had built a fire and had her lying on the bed, her leg elevated on a pillow with a towel around her ankle. I watched them talk, gently touching each other as they spoke, his hand caressing her face, her hand on his chest as she laughed.

I didn’t know how to feel. It was beautiful. She was happy, taken care of, and safe, but I was jealous. It should have been me sitting next to her on that bed, my hand tucking a loose lock of hair behind her ear, but it was him.

I breathed through the implications of that. How complicated the mess of emotions felt, all jumbled inside me.

I could admit one thing: if it had to be anyone else, it was good that it was Gideon. I trusted him. I knew him. We cared about the same things.

He leaned down and kissed her. Tenderly at first. Gently, as if he were afraid he would hurt her. She ran her hand over the back of his head, drawing him closer, deepening their kiss. I couldn’t look away.

My body moved instinctively. I walked into the room and stood at the foot of the bed, watching them. Lust replaced my jealousy. I wanted them to go on, and I wanted to be there, watching Brie’s desire grow. It was different from this angle, watching from the outside.

She saw me. Our eyes locked, and she smiled, scooting closer to Gideon and tapping the other side of the bed with her hand, inviting me to join them, get a closer look.

My heart was pounding. I looked at Gideon, and he was as helpless as I was to his desires. I sat on the bed next to Brie and held her warm, soft face in my hands. She leaned in and kissed me. I couldn’t resist her. My hands moved over her body, rubbing her back, then caressing her breasts over her shirt, then my hand met his. I pulled back. I didn’t know what to do.

He gently pulled her toward him, kissing her passionately, his tongue snaking into her mouth. Despite the need to possess her myself, I felt myself grow hard.

I reached under Brie’s shirt and unclasped her bra, holding her from behind. I cupped her breasts, gently kneading them, holding her nipples between my fingers until she leaned back with a soft moan. The back of her head rested on my shoulder, and I kissed down her neck. I looked at Gideon as I did it, watching his eyes shift with confusion first, then with determination.

He unbuttoned her pants and reached his hand into the front, rubbing her up and down until she squirmed.

Brie reached for his bulge, stroking it through his pants with her breasts in my hands, her head on my shoulder, my mouth trailing kisses down her neck.

Gideon stood up and moved to the end of the bed, gently pulling Brie’s pants off slowly while I took her shirt off completely, letting her bra fall onto the bed. Her eyes moved between us, and she bit her bottom lip seductively.

I kneeled next to her on the bed and kissed her, biting her lip gently. She unbuckled my pants quickly, panting into my mouth. She reached into my boxers and tugged at my cock, pulling it out, then leaned down to take it into her mouth.

I looked down to see her injured leg on Gideon’s shoulder, his face buried in her wetness while she sucked me deep into her throat, her tongue swirling around my shaft.

I gasped, holding onto the back of her head as I thrust into her mouth until the head of my cock slammed into the back of her throat and made her gag around me. Her body twitched. Her moaning hummed around my cock, bringing me to the brink. I pulled out of her mouth and caught my breath. Not yet.

Brie rolled over onto her knees and pulled Gideon’s pants down, wiggling her butt in my direction. I kneeled behind her, my hands firmly on her waist, holding her steady as she took him into her mouth. She set the pace, her head bobbing slowly, licking the head of Gideon’s cock, teasing him. I followed her lead, dipping my cock into her pussy, rubbing the tip into her slowly. The more of him she took into her mouth, the deeper I pushed into her.

She swallowed him down, her hands massaging his balls. It drove me crazy. I sank into her core, feeling the hot, slippery folds spread to take me in until I was pressed against her. I fucked her in slow, deep thrusts, making her purr and gurgle on Gideon’s shaft.

Brie arched her back, taking me deeper into her pulsating snatch, squeezing me with every squelching thrust. The walls of her pussy spasmed around me. She was coming hard and fast with Gideon’s fingers twisted into her hair, and my hands gripped tight around her waist. We moved together, back and forth, filling her holes.

The air was filled with the sound of skin slapping on skin, groans, grunts, and slurping. She was more of a woman than I ever could have imagined. It was more than I could take. I pushed into her harder, faster, ramming into her with a fury I had never felt before. I felt my balls tighten, my cock pulsated, and I pulled out of her and came on her writhing back. I lay back, spent, catching my breath.

Brie stood up on shaky legs, still with a slight limp because of her ankle. She held onto Gideon’s shoulder and kissed him, a leg wrapped around him as he entered her. She was insatiable! Her hips swayed, grinding into him while they fucked. Writhing and bucking against him, faster and faster. The erotic moans falling from her lips grew louder, and I felt myself grow hard again.

My hand moved instinctively to my dick, and I held it, feeling it grow in my palm. I squeezed it, pulsing my hand as it became fully erect.

Gideon groaned and hooked his arms around Brie’s legs, lifting her like a rag doll. He pumped into her, slamming his wood into her faster. His knees buckled, so he bent down and laid her on the thick plush rug in front of the fire and pulled out of her panting.

I carefully laid down next to her, careful of her sprained ankle. Something had come over Brie; she didn’t seem to feel any pain in her leg. If she did, she ignored it, giving in to the stronger feeling of lust.

She mounted me, lowering her wet pussy onto my cock. I slid into her easily and felt her grip me rhythmically. She moved up and down, slowly bouncing on me, her breasts trembling gently as she moved.

I reached up, running my hands over the sides of her body and up her thighs to her center and found her clit, engorged and so sensitive after being fucked like this. I ran my finger over it gently while she ground on me, rocking her hips back and forth, tensing and releasing the walls of her pussy as she moved.

A shiver ran through her body. “I’m coming.”