De La Fuente Family: Love in Montana Part 14

"It's okay. It's good that Yuri did that."

"About Yuri," Ramon's voice darkened, "is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Not really." Sylvia's heart dropped to her toes at the thought that everyone was now going to know what she'd been doing at Poles.

"I think Eric is back," Talya added with a glance to Sylvia. "I'll let him in."

It was Eric and he looked as handsome as ever in his navy blue suit, pale green s.h.i.+rt and dark green tie. He smelled good, which she noticed when he sat beside her, his hand entwining with hers. "We have five minutes then we have to leave."

"I'm ready."

Eric nodded before he faced Ramon and Noah. "I take it Sebastian told you?"

"You should have called me, Eric. Not my brother." Ramon sounded angry. "I hated hearing that Sylvia was in danger."

"You would have hated hearing it, regardless of who told you," Eric added.

"Look, can we not get all heated about it. Hopefully Yuri will have some idea about who is responsible from the video footage," Sylvia added, just wanting everyone to stop going on about the later note.

"He better," Ramon added, disgruntled.

Eric squeezed her hand.

"We need to leave." Sylvia moved and grabbed her purse from the stool at the breakfast bar, and turned, "You ready?"

Eric quickly got to his feet with an odd look on his face.

Ramon and Noah stood as well, and looked uncomfortable.

"I'm outta hear," Talya announced and disappeared out the door.

"You're going to work?" Ramon asked, and turned to Eric, "And you're letting her?"

"Hey, the lady has a mind of her own, and I'd rather have her where I can get to her quickly. Not here alone." Eric supported her decision. He had his own reasons, but he supported her decision to head in to work. It would help keep her mind occupied.

"I promise to call and let you both know what's going on, although I'm heading to Montana with Eric for Thanksgiving." Sylvia smiled. She was looking forward to meeting Eric's family, and being out of the city, especially now. She was a bit soured on Lexington with the notes, and now she felt she would be constantly looking over her shoulder.

"We'll see you when you get back." Ramon kissed her cheek, and Noah followed. "Take care of her."

"I will."

Chapter Twenty-Three.

After nearly a month of living together like a married couple, they had finally arrived in Montana. It was as beautiful as Eric had told her it would be, in fact, his description hadn't done it justice. There were snowcapped mountains and hills for as far as she could see. Eric promised to bring her back in the spring so she could see how green the land was.

On arrival, she'd briefly met his family, which had been overwhelming, but she'd been asleep on her feet. Eric had realized that, excused them, and taken her to bed. They only slept, despite her wanting to do more, but when she woke up, she was refreshed and looking forward to the day.

Although she was afraid of sitting astride a horse, Eric had told her it was the best way to the see the horse farm. She'd let him know her thoughts after the fact.

Earlier she'd spent five minutes standing at the bedroom window taking in the mountains of Montana, until she'd gotten too cold and jumped back under the covers. It was nice being snuggled in a large bed with the heat of Eric behind her. At first, she was embarra.s.sed to be sharing a room with him in his family home. He'd soon put a stop to her way of thinking. She'd get over it.

"What are you thinking about?" Eric asked, nuzzling into her neck before he nibbled along her shoulder.

"You. And not having s.e.x while we're under this roof."

He stilled and forced her onto her back, glaring down at her. "What?"

"This is your family home. It feels awkward."

"It might be my family home, but there is nothing awkward about this." He pressed his erection against Sylvia's hip while he straddled her. "You don't mean that, babe." He kissed his way over the tops of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and lapped at a nipple. Her fingers flexed in his hair as she gasped, her leg curved around his hip.

His chuckle heated her skin. "Knew you'd see it my way." His head disappeared beneath the quilt as he made his way further south.

The b.r.e.a.s.t.s that she'd always hated because they were too big were squashed together before he went to town with his mouth. Her p.u.s.s.y clenched with need from what he did to her sensitive flesh. Her other leg lifted and she locked her ankles behind his a.s.s, using it for leverage as she ground against his nuts.

"I think it's time for us to get dressed and find some breakfast as you've said no s.e.x," he suggested.

"h.e.l.l no. A woman's allowed to change her mind."

He smirked and nipped between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with his teeth. "I have this fantasy," he admitted, moving closer and closer to her eager p.u.s.s.y, "of f.u.c.king these babies." He squeezed her b.o.o.bs together with his large hands and rubbed the tips with this thumb.

"Oh G.o.d!" she gasped as she tried to close her legs to the need growing between them. "After. I need to come."

Her eyes closed as he settled between her legs and pulled them over his shoulder. The first swipe of his tongue sent her heart rate out the window.

"You taste so f.u.c.king good." He continued to lap all her arousal up with his tongue, but then he penetrated. His finger pushed as deep as it could go while he sucked the hard nub of her c.l.i.t between his lips.

Sylvia moaned and thrashed under him. "So close."

"Just let go baby, I can't hold on for much longer." His head dipped back to her p.u.s.s.y as he upped the heat level. His tongue curved inwards and he f.u.c.ked her s.e.x while playing with her c.l.i.t. She was soaked, and couldn't stop the tidal wave of climax that hit.

She reached behind her to hold on to the steel headboard as she lost control of her hips and pushed her p.u.s.s.y against his face, not wanting him to stop. "So good," she moaned, and panted.

Her p.u.s.s.y tried to clench around his tongue but it was too slippery, she didn't have any problem once he inserted a digit. She clung and rippled along his finger, not wanting it to end, but, of course, all good things come to an end.

Eric eased her down slowly before he climbed up and straddled her chest. His c.o.c.k was hugely swollen, the crown bright red and bulged with his obvious need. As he settled between her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, she licked the arousal, which dripped from the slit.

He pressed her b.r.e.a.s.t.s together to surround his d.i.c.k. "You okay with this?" he asked through clenched teeth.

"G.o.d." Her head dropped to the bed. "Only if I get the head in my mouth. I want to suck you."

"Holy f.u.c.k!"

He adjusted his position slightly, and shoved a pillow behind her head to raise her head more. Their gazes met as he slipped the crown between her lips, they held while he started a slow pace of f.u.c.king her mouth and b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

Their skin glistened with sweat as he kept the pace slow; his breathing picked up as he grew closer to release. She wanted to help him along, and reached behind him to caress his a.s.s. She dragged her nails up between his thighs from behind, and felt his legs as they quivered. He was so close. She tickled between and just managed to reach his b.a.l.l.s, and that's all it took.

He roared through his release as she sucked it out of him. Before he finished coming, he withdrew and wrapped his fist around his d.i.c.k. He pumped his fist and c.u.m coated her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. With a finger, he reached out and rubbed it in around her hardened nipples, and groaned. His release had been long and hard, which left her aching for more.

"Christ. I wish you could see how I see you. Being covered in my j.i.z.z is so f.u.c.king hot." He nudged between her thighs and knelt between before he settled on top of her and took her mouth in a slow long kiss. Everything he felt for her was in the that kiss, at least, she thought it was. It was so tender although it had soon started to become heated with a prelude to more hotness with her man.

But Eric pulled away. "We need to shower and dress before I keep you under me all day."

"As much as I like that idea, I'd love to see some of the outdoors."

"That can be arranged." He smiled.

Knocking the quilt from the bed, he collected her in his arms and carried her to the en suite for more naughtiness.

Finally showered and dressed, Eric led her downstairs. At the bottom of the staircase was a huge picture of a horse. She stopped and looked at Eric.

He nodded his head in silent acknowledgment.

The picture on the wall was Devil, Eric's horse.

She knew nothing about horses, but he sure looked handsome with his jet-black coat.

Eric smiled and wrapped an arm over her shoulders, but then his stomach loudly grumbled. Sylvia laughed and hugged him close before she stepped back.

She was nervous about meeting everyone again. Last night she'd been too tired to be bothered about what they thought, but this morning was different.

Regardless of how long they fooled around in the privacy of Eric's room, the time was still early for people on vacation. Only nine. She was badly in need of some strong coffee and her stomach rumbled since she missed dinner.

Hearing a loud whistle behind them, they turned and found a handsome young man leaning against the doorframe. She vaguely remembered seeing him last night, and if she remembered correctly, Emelia had been curled on his lap as they watched TV.

"Diego, stop being a d.i.c.k." Eric turned to her. "Do you remember Diego from last night? He's Emelia's fraternal twin."

"I do." Sylvia smiled at him. "You were watching TV with Emelia when we arrived."

He nodded and moved closer. "You're Eric's woman, huh? My brother is one lucky b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

"I sure as h.e.l.l am. Is everyone in the kitchen?"

Diego shook his head at Eric's question. "No. Mom, Dad and, I think, Aiden are in the kitchen. Dante's around somewhere, but the others have gone into town."

"Okay." Eric turned to Sylvia. "You'll get to meet the others at some point, maybe dinner. C'mon, I'm hungry."

"Who are the others? I can't remember," Sylvia asked, looking at Eric as they made their way toward the back of the house.

"Kasey, Emelia, Mateo," Diego answered, "and Caprice, Mateo's fiancee."

"Caprice is here? I didn't see her last night," Eric commented.

"She was getting her beauty sleep," Diego sneered, distaste souring his full lips. "Mateo was planning on working out around here until Caprice announced that she wanted to go into town. Think he feared the others would ditch her. He was torn." He grinned.

Eric shook his head. "I hope he comes to his senses before too long."

Pus.h.i.+ng through a large wooden door, they entered a huge kitchen that would have been heaven to Sylvia if she loved to cook. She hated cooking. But the one before her was enough to make her reconsider. Lots of stainless steel and dark wood.

Eric's family had stopped talking when they entered. Aiden, Dante and their father grinned while Lucia made her way over to them.

Chapter Twenty-Four.

Eric sat with a mug of coffee in his hand and only half listened to his father grumble to him and his brothers about a new vet in town. His father hated change and was a man of routine, so he knew the new vet wouldn't go down too well. He also knew his brothers well, and the mention of the new vet being young and beautiful had perked them up, although Dante seemed as distracted as he was.

Eric's distraction though, stemmed from watching Sylvia and Lucia with their heads together over some fabric that Lucia had retrieved. Lucia loved to cook and make things. You name it and she could make it with a sewing machine or a stovetop. She'd made all the soft furnis.h.i.+ngs throughout the house. Sylvia had commented on the drapes covering the bay window-the place they sat for breakfast-and now she was going through fabric with Eric's stepmother.

They were obviously having an animated conversation and were both enjoying themselves if the s.h.i.+ning smiles said anything. Lucia was in her element with Sylvia.

Even though having her with him caused a major distraction on his part, he was happy. He couldn't remember the last time he'd considered himself happy. Really happy.

"Why the h.e.l.l are you grinning like that?" Aiden grumbled. "Whatever it is, I could do with some of it."

Diego chuckled. "He's getting as much p.u.s.s.y as he wants, why wouldn't he be smiling?"

"Diego! Watch your mouth."

"Sorry, Dad."

No way in h.e.l.l was Diego sorry, but it soothed Dad's ruffled feathers.

"So, you never answered?" Diego wouldn't let it go, and his grin proved how much he enjoyed needling his older brother.