Baby For The Mountain Man

by Nicole Elliot

  I smiled at Chloe, immensely relieved with my decision. As we walked out I instructed her to send a nice basket of baked goods to both men’s families for the inconvenience.

  It was time to find myself again.

  10

  Chloe

  I’d noticed the shift in Bryce’s mood as soon as we got into the car after we left the hospital, his erection clearly visible to me, which sparked my desire for him. We didn’t speak as he navigated through the snowy streets, both of us impatient to return to the hotel.

  Just as we entered our room and I closed the door behind me, Bryce came from behind and wrapped his arms around my waist, pushing me against the wall.

  “Bryce?”

  He ground his dick against my backside, and I gasped, surprised at the sudden change in his behavior.

  “What gives?” I fisted my hands on the wall and arched my back when he kissed a sensitive spot right under my ear.

  He worked on the buttons of my suit, grinding faster against me now. “No woman has ever stood up to me like you did. And it’s sexy.”

  Throwing my jacket aside, he proceeded to unbutton my shirt. I moaned when his lips wrapped around my earlobe, bringing heat to my insides.

  “I liked it a lot.”

  He shrugged my shirt off and unclasped my bra before he dropped it to the floor. My pussy began throbbing when his hands cupped my breasts and kneaded them, everything in me warming at his touches and nearness.

  “Bryce... Please touch me.”

  “With pleasure, sweetheart.”

  He moved his hand underneath the waistband of my skirt and went further down until he cupped my naked, pulsating flesh. His name came out of my lips as a moan, my heart picking up its pace when his thumb brushed my clitoris.

  “You’re already so wet for me.”

  He rubbed my nipple with his palm as he slid his other hand to my hole. Two fingers entered me, ripping through my wet walls.

  “Ah... Yes...”

  “Tight and wet. My favorite combination.”

  He began thrusting into me fast, doubling my pleasure. I moved my hips to meet his thrusts, high on sensations that grew stronger with each second. His mouth slid down my neck, leaving hot kisses that sent shivers down my spine, tweaking my nipple with his deft fingers.

  “I’m going to come...”

  “Not yet.”

  Surprising me, he pulled his fingers out of me and stepped backward.

  “What are you doing?” I asked, not believing he actually stopped when I was so close.

  His smile was devilish. “Showing you how good it can be.”

  He never looked away from me as he stripped off his clothes, ending naked in all his glory. My mouth went dry when my eyes went over his rigid chest and abs to his thick cock.

  “Take off your skirt and lie down on the bed.”

  Not wasting a second, I followed his command and lay on the mattress, watching him settle in between my thighs.

  “When I finally let you come, it’s going to be better than anything you’ve experienced.”

  His mouth lowered to my nipple, his tongue darting out to meet my hardened nub. I moaned, grabbing his head when the sizzling pleasure coursed through me. He moved his other hand to my mound and continued his previous teasing, circling his fingers around my clit.

  “Please Bryce...” I writhed against him, barely able to stand his taunting. “Make me come.”

  “Not yet.” He proceeded to my other nipple right before he let his fingers slid back into my wet hole.

  I convulsed around them, grabbing a strand of his hair and pulling him so I could kiss him. His hot lips met mine with urgency that stole my breath, our hearts beating like crazy as our kiss deepened.

  His fingers worked me fast, and once more, I was so close that I could almost feel it...

  “Bryce!”

  “Not yet,” he repeated and moved his fingers out of me.

  “No!” I protested, glaring at him, which only made him laugh. “Stop playing with me. I need to come.”

  “And you will, beautiful. Be patient.”

  He moved back to my nipple, flicking it with his warm tongue, but this time he moved lower, leaving a wet trail down my stomach. My pussy throbbed stronger the moment his lips reached it, my insides burning when he started licking my clitoris.

  “Ah!”

  His mouth devoured me, pressing all the right spots as he took me to higher heights. I closed my eyes shut when the pressure became too much, my whole body shuddering hard. He held my thighs in place, not letting me move an inch, which only made me more restless.

  He pushed his tongue through my swollen lips and probed my entrance, twirling it inside of me, and it was beyond amazing. I needed to come. I needed to come right now.

  “Please... Ah...” He fucked me faster. “That’s it. I’m going to...”

  Just seconds away from my orgasm, he pulled away, his mouth and chin completely wet from my juices.

  “Taste yourself, Chloe.”

  Before I could respond, he kissed me, letting me get a taste of my own juices. He positioned himself right in between my legs and ground against me, moving his cock right across my slit.

  I began rocking my hips, silently begging him to take me right now, but he didn’t, pushing the tip of his cock right across my clit, continuing to stimulate me.

  “Bryce!” I was getting desperate, crazy with need to come as his eyes burned into me. The friction was more than I could handle, getting me near my climax in three seconds flat, but this time he finally—finally—allowed me to come, finishing me off with the head of his cock.

  “Yes!” I screamed again and again, writhing beneath him.

  “So fucking sexy,” he muttered and thrust inside of me—right in the middle of my orgasm.

  “Ah! What are—” I screamed again when the motion sent me into delirium, prolonging my orgasm, and it felt just like he’d promised. It was better than anything I’d experienced before, and my mind went completely blank.

  He pushed to the hilt, and my mound gripped him like a vice, sucking it further inside of me.

  “Now how does that feel, huh? Better?”

  I nodded, unable to speak. He began pounding into me, each thrust bringing me an unimaginable pleasure now that my pussy was super sensitive. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed him closer to me, needing him deep inside.

  “You feel too good, Chloe. If you only knew how you make me feel...”

  “Just like you. I love everything you do and this... This feels incredible...” I was breathing heavily, my eyes rolling to the back of my head when he hit the sweet spot inside of me, which increased my ecstasy.

  He grabbed my waist and pulled me up, sitting on his hunches, before he continued his hard rhythm. My stomach coiled, the pressure growing stronger the closer I got to my next climax.

  He impaled me on him again and again, going in so deep that I thought he would split me in two. Our lips clashed against each other, our potent kiss unleashing some feelings that went beyond desire. I was lost in him, feeding on the pleasure he gave me with each powerful thrust.

  He snaked his arms around my thighs and pulled me up with him, taking us to a wall. “I just can’t get enough of you.”

  He pushed back into me, my juices allowing him to enter me in one slick move, and resumed banging me.

  “Bryce!”

  He fucked me even harder, holding my gaze as our breaths mixed together.

  “Don’t stop.” I begged him, digging my nails into his shoulders. “Please don’t stop.”

  “I’ll never stop,” he promised me and stole my lips again, driving into me more roughly, which led me straight to another numbing climax.

  “Yes! Ah...”

  I threw my head back, becoming limp in his arms as he moved even faster. I barely sensed him moving, bringing us back to the bed. He positioned me on the edge and plunged a few more times before his body turned rigid.

  “Fuck. I’m
going to come.”

  With a grunt, he slid out of me and positioned his cock above my navel, spurting his hot load right onto my stomach. “Chloe! Fuck.”

  His deep green eyes found mine and we lapsed into silence as we tried catching our breath. He leaned onto his forearms and brought his lips on mine, hovering above me. Unlike his previous kisses, this one was tender, melting everything in me, and my heart swelled with the same feelings I’d felt just a few minutes ago.

  I was starting to fall for him.

  Before I could process this further, he moved away and went to bring me a cloth to wipe myself clean.

  “I’m sorry for being an ass this morning,” he told me when he led me into the shower.

  I embraced the hot current of water happily, leaning against his chest. “It’s okay. I’m glad you’re better now.”

  He took soap and started soaping my back, his hands moving in slow, circular motions. It felt calming, and I closed my eyes.

  “I finally realized some things. I’ve been focused on my work too much that I haven’t even noticed how stressful and unfulfilling my life has become.”

  His hands traveled over my waist and stomach, awakening desire in me again.

  “I want to see my parents and apologize. I don’t like how I left things last night, especially since we’re supposed to be spending a nice family time.”

  “I think that is a good idea. I’m sure they feel sorry for arguing with you too.”

  “Yeah. So will you come with me? To my parents house? I’m sure they would love to see you again.”

  I moaned when he covered my nipples with his soapy fingers. They responded to him immediately, rising to meet his touch.

  “Absolutely. After all, I’m your assistant and I have to make sure all your needs are fulfilled, right?”

  His chuckle rang through the air. “True. But right now I have to make sure your needs are fulfilled too, if you catch my drift.”

  He lowered his hand and palmed my pussy. His slow strokes set my body on fire, erasing all residues of calm I’d felt and replacing it with raw hunger.

  “Oh yes. Please do it.”

  He pulled me flush against him, settling his erection in between my ass cheeks, and held me in place as his hand brought me pleasure. Everything stopped to exist, my body reveling in the sensations he provoked in me, and I ended in a rapturous daze once again.

  Somehow, I was sure we weren’t going to come out of this shower any time soon, ready for round two.

  11

  Bryce

  The sex with Chloe had been more than amazing. Seriously, I had no idea what that woman had been doing to me. I felt like I was becoming more obsessed with her, unable to stop thinking about her curves, the way she felt as I pushed through her wet walls, the way she moaned and screamed my name through her orgasm...

  All of this was messing with my mind, and it was becoming hard for me to get her out of my head. No—it was impossible for me to get her out of my head. So when I rammed into her as I held her against the bathroom tiles, I wished I could just bury myself deep into her and stay there.

  On our way to my parents’ house, I kept throwing occasional glances at her, using the silence between us to reflect on her importance in my life. So much had changed in just a matter of several days. I loved women, but I’d never been searching for the right one, spending time with the flings only for pleasure. My business was always my top priority, so whenever my mother tried pairing me with someone, I brushed off her attempts, never actually planning to settle down.

  Then Chloe came, and it was obvious from the start that she was more to me than just a personal assistant. This wasn’t just about sex. This also wasn’t about her being a damn good assistant. This was about the way I felt when I was with her. Somehow, she had paved her way to my heart, and it seemed like she was there to stay.

  “Why are you smiling?” she asked me, looking at me with a grin on her face.

  “I’m smiling? I haven’t even noticed.” I returned her gaze when we stopped at the red light, lost in the depth of her brown eyes. My pulse sped up, my chest growing tighter with this emotion that grew stronger the more I spent time with her.

  “Somehow, this trip home has turned out to be the best thing for me,” I told her.

  “Oh? How?”

  “Well, first of all, I’m spending time with you.”

  A slight flush covered her cheeks, her eyes glimmering happily. “I’m enjoying being with you too.”

  Cracking a huge smile, I continued driving. “Secondly, as I told you, I realized some things, which can help me fix my relationship with parents. I haven’t even realized how much I’ve let my work influence my life, accepting all the changes in my life without even thinking about the consequences.”

  “I’m so glad, Bryce. And I’m sure your parents will be happy to hear that.”

  And thirdly, I realized I have feelings for you, I thought, but I couldn’t tell her that now. I would tell her how I felt after I told my parents about my decision. I would tell her I’d fallen for her and wanted her to be my girlfriend.

  “Why are you smiling now?” she asked me, and my smile grew wider.

  “For no reason.”

  My mother was overjoyed when she opened the door and saw Chloe and me on the threshold.

  “Bryce?” she asked, the surprise on her face turning into joy.

  “Hi Mom,” I told her and pulled her into embrace, feeling guilty because of how I’d left this house last night. My parents didn’t deserve me treating them like that. “I’m sorry for yesterday.”

  “Oh, what are you saying?! No need to apologize!” Her embrace grew tighter before she let me go and turned to face Chloe. “I’m so happy you’re here too.”

  Dad appeared on the doorway, wearing a slightly wary expression as he assessed my mood.

  “Hello, Dad. Happy Birthday.” We shared a quick hug, his stern face telling me he wasn’t going to get over the last night’s argument that easily. “I’m sorry,” I mumbled my apology, feeling like the teenager me who feared my dad’s wrath after I crashed his car into the tree.

  “You had your mother pretty worried. We’ve been expecting you for lunch, but we weren’t sure if you were going to show at all.”

  “I know. I wanted to talk with you and explain myself. I’m really sorry for last night. You were right, and I was wrong.”

  “Roger! Stop giving him a hard time!” Ruth scolded him. “He’s here, and that’s all that matters. Now let’s go inside because it’s freezing out here.”

  We sat ourselves in the dining room, lunch already waiting for us. I was happy to see my mother chat with Chloe buoyantly. Now that I was aware of my feelings for Chloe, I needed my parents to accept her.

  “So, what made you change your mind?” Dad asked me, his gray eyes examining me. “You’ve never admitted you were wrong before.”

  Mom glared at him. “Roger! What’s up with you now? He came here to apologize and you’re acting like a strict sergeant with his subordinate. Cut him some slack.”

  “I won’t because last night was the straw that broke the camel's back. You were crying, Ruth, for God’s sake! You didn’t sleep a wink.” He switched his gaze to me, making me shrink with regrets and guilt. “So I really hope you came to your senses, Bryce.”

  I opened my mouth to answer, but Chloe was quicker. “Mr. Evander, I apologize for interfering into your family matters, but Bryce was terribly stressed these last few days. He was eager to spend time with you, but due to some circumstances at his work, he’s been stressed more than usual, so I hope you won’t take his harsh words to heart.”

  I cupped her hand on her lap, grateful to her for defending me, but it was high time to tell the truth.

  “Thank you for defending me, but it’s time for me to be completely honest.” I glanced between Mom and Dad, preparing myself to push the next words out of me.

  “The truth is that I had ulterior motives in coming home. When you called
me to spend your birthday with you, I was too busy planning to expand my business to even care about family time. I was completely focused on my latest project, so when you invited me to come, I immediately thought how to make the most out of my visit here. Since I was looking to buy a new hospital, I looked for any properties on sale in this area, and I found one, which was more than convenient.”

  My parents seemed shocked, both of them completely silent, and I hoped I didn’t mess things up with my revelation.

  “I’m sorry. I’m a jerk because I actually cared more about getting that goddamn hospital than being here with you, and it makes me feel like crap, which is why I want to apologize to you. I was completely wrong.”

  My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears. She looked at my father, exchanging a forlorn gaze with him.

  “I don’t know what to say, son,” Roger finally said. “We didn’t raise you to be like this. I can’t understand you because we’ve always taught you that family comes first. When you started your first job, I could understand how busy you were because, after all, we all know how it feels when we get our head down and fully dedicate ourselves to work, but now? We haven’t seen you for months. You never call us. We didn’t even know you had a girlfriend.”

  Their desponded stares made me miserable, and I cursed myself for being such a bad son. He was right—they didn’t raise me to treat them with disrespect.

  “And I’m truly sorry now. I understand that I was horrible, and you didn’t deserve that at all. I want to change. I want to improve my relationship with you.”

  My mom shook her head. “Then help us understand. What have made you like that?”

  I ran my fingers through my hair, letting a long sigh out.

  “I wanted to expand my business for so long. I think it started the moment my hospital began bringing me millions. I became greedy. The more I earned, the more I wanted money and power, and I completely disregarded all my previous dreams and ideals. So when the opportunity to buy a new hospital came, I didn’t want to waste it. I began looking for the hospitals that would bring me more money, which, frankly speaking, added to my stress and a long list of responsibilities I’ve already had.”