Stranded: The Cole Mountain Brothers Romance Book 1

by Zoe Blaze

  Friday, after work I sat on my sofa watching TV. Nothing sappy. I couldn’t cry over Ross. I needed Christian. I’ll fly to Cole Mountain if I have to and get my man.

  Meetings at work were awkward. I refused to make eye contact with Ross. Monday afternoon I shut down my desktop computer.

  Knock, knock.

  I peaked at the door and I clutched my fists.

  “What do you want, Ross?” I grimaced.

  He held his hands up. “To talk but not here. Can we please sit down and talk tonight at your place?”

  I sighed, sliding my hands down my tight red pencil skirt.

  “Fine. Come over around six.”

  He smirked. “I’ll be there Emily.”

  ~

  I’d almost ruined the carpet due to all the pacing. The horrible sex flashes of Ross and Carla were back. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. What more could he have to say?

  There was a knock at the door. Seemed like my heart plummeted to my feet at that moment.

  “Coming.” I walked across the living room, swinging the door open.

  “Hello, Emily. You look beautiful.”

  I grinned. “Come in and have a seat.”

  Ross sat on the sofa.

  The elegant chandelier, hanging above the glass coffee table lit up the room. I reached for the engagement ring resting on the small open kitchen countertop.

  I sat in the red chair across from Ross, extending my hand. “Here is your ring back.”

  He ran his fingers through his hair. “I don’t want it back.”

  “Well, I don’t want it either. We need to move on, Ross.”

  “I’m sorry I cheated on you with Clara.”

  I nodded. “My best friend Ross.” I ran my hand along the back of my neck.

  “I know it was wrong.”

  I wondered how long they were running around behind my back.

  Knock, knock.

  “Shit! You didn’t invite Carla, over did you?” I scowled and pointed my finger toward him.

  “No, Emily.”

  My fluffy red socks carried me across the floor to the door.

  I peeked through the peephole. Oh my god, it’s Christian. What do I do? If I allow Christian inside, he might kill Ross.

  I planted my hands on the door, dropping my head.

  “Emily, open the door.” His sexy, deep voice sent vibrations through my body from the other side of the door.

  “Who the hell is that?” I heard over my shoulder.

  I turned to Ross. “Have a seat.”

  I opened the door, facing Christian. His Greek god statue form stood before me. His sexiness oozed through his expensive navy suit. The monstrous man stepped forward, stroking my cheek with his big hand. Tearing my eyes away from his was impossible.

  Christian kicked the door closed.

  “Christian, what are you doing here?”

  “I came to take you home, beautiful.”

  “But Christian…”

  “What the fuck is going on here?”

  Christian and I glared at Ross.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHRISTIAN

  I walked forward until he and I were standing toe to toe.

  “The better question is, what the fuck are you doing in my woman’s home, Ross?”

  “Your woman?” He gawked at Emily.

  “What is he talking about?”

  Towering over him, I pointed my finger into his chest. “All you need to know shit bag is she has moved on with me. You broke her heart all because you couldn’t keep your dick in your pants. Emily is moving to Cole Mountain with me.”

  He stepped back, snapping his fingers.

  “Now I remember where I saw your face. There was an article in the paper about your family’s mountain town business. You’re that Christian Cole.”

  “In the flesh.”

  “Emily, you were with him last weekend?”

  She threaded our fingers together. “Yes. I’m in love with him.”

  “That’s fucking impossible. Emily we just broke up.”

  “Christian is my future.”

  I glanced at the coffee table. “You’re leaving now and don’t forget your ring.” I pulled Emily into my arms, placing my hand on her tight little ass.

  Ross narrowed his eyes. “Did you fuck her?”

  “Your testing my patience Ross. Emily, have a seat. Your ex is begging for me to slam his head into the wall.”

  Emily stood between us, placing her hands up. “Ross it’s time for you to leave.”

  “And don’t forget your ring, Ross,” I grinned.

  “I can’t believe you, Emily. How could you give him your virginity?”

  Emily turned to him. “You have some nerve asking about my relationship with Christian. You set this train in motion. I want to thank you, Ross, for fucking up. I have a strong man in my life now. He wouldn’t ever cheat on me. He only wants to satisfy my every need and desire. Christian truly loves me.”

  One corner of my lip turned upward.

  Ross grabbed the ring off the table. “I truly loved you, Emily.”

  “Goodbye, Ross.”

  He disappeared out of the door.

  Emily stood, glaring into my eyes.

  “How could you shut me out, Christian?”

  Those sad gray eyes were my undoing. Bringing Emily back to New York City destroyed a part of me. The first woman I ever loved deserted me.

  “Emily, a long-distance relationship wouldn’t work. I needed you in my bed, riding my cock every night.”

  “Christian, you wouldn’t take my calls. And you barely replied to my texts.”

  I caressed her hair. “My father and brothers’ came to see about me. They know how much I love you. I sank to my lowest point. I needed you, Emily.”

  She clenched my lapels. “I gave all of myself to you. I needed you too, Christian.”

  Cupping her face, I pulled her lips into mine. “I apologize baby. I’m here now. You are coming home to Cole Mountain Emily. Do you understand?”

  Her fingers dug into my chest. “Yes.”

  “I understand you will want to spend time with your family. You can visit them and they can visit you.”

  “Oh god, Christian, I love you so much. I never want us to be apart again.”

  “We won’t sweetheart.”

  “Do you miss, Daddy’s cock?”

  “Yes,” she breathed against my lips as my fingers grazed her ass.

  “I’m so fucking horny Christian, fuck me right now.”

  “I will. First, I need to text my driver. I need him to bring my bags up.

  I shot my driver a quick text. Five minutes later he knocked on the door.

  I opened the door, removing the duffel and garment bag from his hands.

  “Mike, return around eleven tonight. I have an errand to run.”

  “No problem.”

  “Thanks, Mike.”

  I closed the door, then placed my items on the red chair.

  Emily was curled up on the sofa. “Come here, Christian.”

  Her flirtatious gray eyes lured me over. I shrugged my shoulders free from my suit jack, then tossed it on top of my belongings.

  She sat straight up on the edge of the sofa cushion, staring up into my eyes licking her lips.

  “You’re sexy in a suit. I wanted to fuck you the second I opened the door.”

  The corners of my lips curled upward. “I’ve wanted to be deep inside you for the past week. I miss your tight pussy.”

  She unbuckled and unzipped my pants. I loosened my tie. Emily yanked my pants and boxers down in one move. Her fingers moved quickly, unbuttoning my shirt from the bottom up. I unbuttoned from the top, meeting her fingers in the middle. I removed my crisp white dress shirt. Her greedy tongue slid around the pink, large mushroom head of my cock. Emily gripped my hips, swallowing as much of my fat cock as she could. My head dropped back and a loud growl escaped me.

  Emily swirled her tongue around
the tip of my cock, licking up the precum.

  “The second I come in your mouth, you better swallow every drop.”

  She batted those pretty long eyelashes as her mouth slid back and forth along my cock. Loud moans escaped her throat. Tears seeped down the sides of her face.

  I slid my cock out of her mouth, allowing her to rest a moment.

  “Stand up, Emily.”

  I kicked off my shoes, removed my boxers, and pants, tossing them aside.

  She pulled her blouse over her head, throwing it on the sofa. I intertwined our fingers, walking into the small dining room. I scooped Emily into my arms, laying her on her back across the table.

  “Lean your head over the edge, beautiful.”

  I stroked my cock. “Are you ready to take all ten inches down your throat?”

  “Yes, Christian.”

  The beast inside had been caged for a week. My sex driven eyes marveled hers as Emily opened her mouth wide taking my long, fat cock, inch by inch. I massaged her breasts as I slid my cock fast, then slow hitting her gag reflex.

  “Fuck, baby, your mouth feels so good.” I groaned.

  My balls swelled, then the cum released, expelling down her throat.

  My cum filled her, slowly I slid my cock out of her mouth. I kept my eyes on her pouty little mouth as she swallowed every last drop. “Good girl.”

  Emily licked her lips, sat up, and swiveled toward me.

  “You taste so good, Christian.”

  I tore her shorts and panties off her slender body as my lips crushed hers. “You’re a greedy girl.”

  She rustled her fingers through my hair as she bit my earlobe. Emily circled her pussy against my cock.

  “Fuck me, Christian.”

  “I’ll give you what you crave but first turn around and get on all fours.”

  She did as she was told. I slid a chair under me. Emily wiggled her ass in my face. My rock, hard cock was ready to squeeze into her wet pussy. I slapped each of her tight ass cheeks, making her flinch and scream. I lowered her taut asshole onto my tongue. My cock jumped.

  She screamed with pleasure each time I dove my tongue into her tight hole.

  “That’s right baby, give daddy what he needs. I want to taste your sweet cum.”

  I spread her ass cheeks and slithered my tongue forward within her wet pink folds.

  “Oh god. Your tongue feels so good.”

  I stood, flipping her over on her back. Emily gasped.

  “I want to watch your face when you cum on my tongue. Rub your clit, baby.”

  Her lustful face was flushed. She tugged her nipples then glided her hand over her belly until her fingers circled her clit like a good girl. I pulled my lower lip into my mouth and stroked my cock as I watched her pleasure herself.

  “Yeah, sweetness, just like that,” I groaned.

  “Your little cunt is so wet.” I spread her legs and teased her tight, dripping, wet pussy with my tongue.

  “I love how wet you get for me, beautiful.”

  She cried out, her fingers moved swiftly over the pink little nub.

  Her chest heaved. Our gazes met as I nudged her fingers out of the way with my nose. A loud growl released from deep inside as I hungrily sucked her clit.

  Her hands slapped the table. “Shit, Christian! Oh, don’t stop. It feels so good. It’s coming,” she yelled.

  Her legs tightened around me. I kneaded her taut, pink nipples as I flicked my tongue against her clit.

  Emily bucked her pussy against my mouth, screaming my name.

  “Um, your sweet custard tastes so good. Fuck, I missed your taste.”

  Emily’s body convulsed as I sucked the cream from her tight hole. I dove my tongue into her contracting walls clamping down on my tongue. I was drunk off of her sweet juices again. I sucked, licked, and drank her goodness. I’d never get enough of her addictive pussy.

  Emily stared into my pussy drunk eyes. Her fingers swept along my glistening face. I stood, climbing onto the sturdy, heavy table, hovering over her, taking her lips. She shoved her tongue past my lips.

  “Yeah, you taste so fucking sweet.”

  “Yes,” she breathed.

  EMILY

  One swift thrust and Christian’s long, fat cock shattered my pussy walls. I cried out in pleasure. My sexy, possessive mountain man was back, filling me. I loved the way he handled my body like a savage. He was my barbaric wild man.

  My body shook violently in his arms. I was filled with his big, cock I craved. Every thrust more powerful than the last.

  Christian growled in my ear. “I will never let you go again. I will fill your womb with my seed. I want you pregnant with my child if you aren’t already.”

  While nuzzling my nose in his hair, I dug my fingernails into his muscled back. “I want our baby, Christian. I want a family with you.”

  Christian rested his forearms close to my head. “Tell me you will marry me. Become Mrs. Cole, sweetness.”

  His eyes sparkled and filled with love.

  “Yes, Christian. I will be your wife.”

  “Good, baby.”

  I belong to him. No other man had ever kissed me like him. My breasts had never been caressed before him.

  No other man had ever kissed, sucked, or licked my pussy before him. I was a virgin. I was his virgin. I only desired to be filled by his cock. I never imagined in my wildest dreams I could get so wet and come so many times. My head rocked back against the wooden table each time he slammed into my warm, wet pussy. Christian pulled me into his arms, never removing his cock. He carried me through the living room into my bedroom, flipping on the light, lowering me on my king-sized bed. My head fell against the plush pillows. He sat back on his knees, gripping my creamy thighs.

  Our eyes locked. “This pussy belongs to me. Only me,” he growled.

  “Only you, my handsome mountain man.”

  He slammed his long, thick, dick deep inside me. A pleasurable scream escaped my throat.

  The beast was released and with each stroke of his magic cock, flashes of electricity pulsed through my body. Holding my thighs tight, Christian circled his massive cock inside my throbbing pussy. He lowered one leg, resting the other against his shoulder, leaning forward. I held his large muscled arms tight as he massaged my pussy walls with every inch of his addictive cock. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as the multiple orgasms shredded me from the inside out.

  “Oh god, Christian.”

  The second he lowered my leg, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close. His soft lips dove into mine, taking them with fervor.

  “I won’t ever let you go. You are all mine,” he murmured, his longing gaze held mine. “Mine forever, sweetness.”

  I gasped as he slid out of my wetness.

  “Christian, what are you doing?”

  “One moment, baby. I want to see that beautiful face while you ride my cock. He held me close, tossing the pillows aside. Sitting flush against the headboard, he pulled me into his lap. I sat on my knees.

  “Fuck, yes,” I moaned and whimpered as he eased me down inch by inch onto his dick. My lips melted into his as he gripped my waist tight, sliding me up and down his humongous cock.

  Christian’s head dropped back against the headboard as he slammed into me, each time his balls slapped my ass. I couldn’t believe I was taking all ten inches. My body went limp, I leaned into his shoulder due to my powerful orgasm.

  “I love this addictive little cunt. I missed how good your pussy squeezed my dick. Ride me, Emily.”

  He grabbed my ass cheeks, holding me still, power driving into my slickness. His final thrust was explosive. He called out my name through gritted teeth. I dropped my head against his. Christian eased me off of his long cock. His cum oozed out of my pussy.

  He laid me beside him. “Right back.”

  He strolled across my bedroom. His sexy tight ass left my view, popping into the bathroom. Christian returned, cupping my pussy with the warm soothing cloth. He lai
d a large towel across the top of the bed.

  “Come here, Christian.” I pulled him onto the bed, wrapping myself in his large muscled arms. He glanced at his watch.

  “What’s wrong? Do you have to leave?”

  He exhaled. “Yes, but just for an hour. I want you to rest. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.”

  “Christian, I want to lie in your arms all night.”