Snowed in with the Mountain Man (Log Cabin Christmas)

Epilogue

JAKE

“ Do you think the kids will be okay?" Caitlyn asked as we pulled out of her grandmother’s subdivision onto the main road.

It was Thanksgiving again, and every year, the holiday reminded both of us of that day we’d met four years ago. We’d accomplished a lot in those four years. We’d gotten married—a small ceremony at the Rosewood Ridge Retreat Center with our closest friends and family—and had a beautiful three-year-old daughter, Alexi, and another on the way. But Caitlyn was only three months pregnant, and we weren’t telling anyone, including her grandmother, until Christmas.

“I think Grammy is the one we need to worry about,” I said. “If Alexi gets bored with the parade, your grandmother might be calling us back.”

“We just stepped out for a second,” Caitlyn reminded me. “I’m sure Alexi will be fine.”

She was the one who’d asked the question in the first place. But she was nervous. We didn’t leave Alexi often. It wasn’t that Caitlyn didn’t trust her grandmother to watch her. She just liked being with her daughter as much as possible.

“Just long enough to get coffee creamer,” I said.

We’d both had a cup of coffee at home and didn’t need another. But when we arrived at her grandmother’s house to find Caitlyn’s sister wasn’t there yet, I jumped at the chance to get a little alone time with my wife. That was rare these days.

“You know, there’s something I’ve been meaning to show you,” I said.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Caitlyn look over at me. “What’s that?”

“It’s just down this way.”

I flipped on my turn signal and took a left at the next street. It was a long road that led to the lake. My buddies and I had fished there a few times, and even though it could be a busy area, I had a feeling on Thanksgiving morning it would be deserted.

I was right about that. Not a soul in sight.

I pulled into the parking lot, which was basically a large patch of dirt, and killed the engine. Instead of pulling into a parking space, I’d parked facing the water.

“Did you bring me here to park?” Caitlyn asked.

“If you mean park in the ‘making out in the front seat’ sense, then yes,” I said.

“Or the back seat.”

She glanced back there. Alexi’s car seat took up one of the two possible options. Getting down and dirty next to that seemed wrong. No, we’d stay up here.

I reached down and pressed the button to send my seat backward. I stared straight ahead as it moved, pretending not to notice my wife’s watchful eye.

“Beautiful view, huh?” I asked when she said nothing.

Caitlyn looked out her window. “Are you sure the police won’t come through here? I don’t want to get arrested.”

“This town has one law enforcement officer,” I said. “And a bunch of volunteer firemen who couldn’t care less about a married couple having sex in an SUV on a holiday morning.”

“Having sex? So that’s what you have planned for me?”

I looked over at her then. “You bet.”

A mischievous smile slowly spread across her face. “Let’s do this.”

Without delaying another second, she reached down and jerked her sweater over her head, tossing it to the floor. She then unfastened her bra, baring her breasts, which pregnancy had only made more voluptuous.

I unzipped my jeans and pushed them down without taking my eyes off my beautiful wife, who was removing her jeans and panties. Normally, it wouldn’t have been easy for her to crawl over to me, but since I’d pushed my seat back, she was able to easily step around the console and climb on top of me.

She didn’t mount me yet, though. Instead, she sat staring down at me as she wrapped her hand around my stiff cock.

“Remember the first time I did this?” she asked.

I nodded. “I’ll never forget.”

“I had no idea what I was doing.”

“If you hadn’t told me you were a virgin, I wouldn’t have known. Well, aside from the fact that it was uncomfortable for you.”

“Painful,” she said. “But you took care of that.”

“Like this.”

I reached between us and began massaging her clit as I always did. Normally, I’d take my time, kissing her from head to toe, but we didn’t have time for that today. We had to get down to business so we could get back before anyone missed us.

“I never imagined I’d get married at twenty-four and have my first kid soon after,” she said, shaking her head. “I always thought I’d wait, but you showed me that family is far more important than work.”

She loved her job, but she’d set it aside when Alexi was born. Caitlyn didn’t want to miss a second of time with her daughter.

She put her accounting degree to use sometimes, though, doing federal income tax returns for family members and local friends. She’d even talked about doing some bookkeeping for businesses once both kids were in school. But that was going to be a while since child number two hadn’t even been born yet.

“I’m so glad you volunteered to get the coffee creamer,” she said. Her words were breathy, making it clear that my touch was starting to have an effect on her. “Maybe we should offer to go out for cranberry sauce or something later.”

I chuckled. “We could volunteer to run errands for everybody in town just to get some more alone time like this.”

But she didn’t laugh. She wasn’t even smiling anymore. And there was a good reason for that. She was rapidly climbing toward orgasm. Her eyes slid shut and she threw her head back, boldly stroking me in tune with my movements over her clit.

I was considering nudging her hand away when she opened her eyes and looked down at me. “I want you to fuck me,” she said.

I wouldn’t come until she did, even during a quickie, but I could tell from her movements and her expression that it wouldn’t be long for her. So I waited while she lifted, then positioned my tip at her entrance, closing my eyes as she took me in.

That was one major improvement from our first time. I could feel her completely surrounding me, her tight pussy squeezing my cock. There was nothing like it. No other sexual experience had even come close. It was like we were made for each other.

“Oh fuck yeah,” she said.

She began riding me hard. I resumed my movements over her clit, opening my eyes to watch as she bounced up and down on me, clutching my shoulders and saying “Fuck” over and over.

“Yes,” she cried out seconds later. “Oh God, yes.”

Knowing she was in the throes of her climax gave me permission to enjoy every second of this. I closed my eyes and savored it, and within seconds, my own orgasm was building. The release I’d been holding back since the second she whipped off her shirt finally came.

I cried out too as I pumped cum into my wife’s beautiful body. I was just glad we were muffled by our windows. Not that anyone was around to hear, but you couldn’t be too careful.

And then, when we both were completely satisfied, she fell against me. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her for a few perfect moments before we both sprang into action, getting dressed and heading off to get coffee creamer.

“We need a date night,” she said as we pulled out onto the main road.

I nodded. “Couldn’t agree more. Once a month, let’s make a point to drop the kids off with your grandma or friends.” I reached over and took her hand. “We just have to get really inventive about finding places for some one-on-one time.”

She knew what I meant. We could have sex in our bed, and even in the shower or on the bathroom counter. We did it all the time. But that was as exciting as it got these days. Date night was a chance to get back some of the adventure we’d had before the baby came.

I couldn’t wait. And from the big smile Caitlyn wore as we headed into the convenience store to look to buy a bottle of creamer, she felt the same.

A woman finds healing in the hands of a mountain man in the next book in the Log Cabin Christmas series. Get Gifted to the Mountain Man here .

Caitlyn’s sister finds love at the town Christmas tree lot in Mistletoe Kisses with the Mountain Man.