Baby For The Mountain Man: A Secret Baby Mountain Man Romance

by Nicole Elliot

  “Now it’s my time to pleasure you,” he said into my lips, our quick breaths mixing together. “On all fours,” he told me, pointing at the edge of his king size bed.

  I felt flutters in my stomach as I did what I was told, impatient to feel his mouth on me. He knelt on the floor right behind me and grabbed my butt, bringing his mouth right to my clit.

  “Oh…” My loud moan ripped through the air, followed by a series of grunts when he started sucking me. I fisted my hands on the sheets, writhing against him. “Anderson… Don’t stop. It’s so good.”

  My words spurred him to suck me faster, right before he brought his fingers to my hole. He pushed two digits inside, penetrating me fully at once.

  “Yes!” I screamed and started rocking my hips back and forth, rather restless.

  He fingered me fast, bringing sweet pleasure that spread everywhere in me. My juices trickled down my thighs as his fingers increased their pace, joined by another digit. My mind was in a daze, my world clouding with the upcoming orgasm. He was too good, and I was quickly growing addicted to this. I was growing addicted to him.

  “Come,” he ordered me. “Come right now.” His lips pressed roughly against my throbbing clitoris, which pushed me over the edge.

  “Anderson!”

  Gripping the sheets through my climax, I was barely able to breathe as my whole body convulsed.

  He licked the juices off my thighs. “I just love your taste, Joanna. Come on. Let’s make you come one more time.”

  “I can’t believe this. It feels amazing. Ah…”

  I rocked my hips hard when I neared a new orgasm, feeling rapturous. I called his name again and again as his mouth worked on my clit, sucking it deliciously, and I came violently.

  “Anderson! Yes!”

  I screamed into the sheets, my legs shuddering, feeling a high like never before. He moved to grab a condom from his nightstand and sheathed himself with it.

  “Don’t move. I want to take you from behind,” he told me.

  His hands felt my ass, his loving touch a prelude to his hard penetration. Holding my hips in place, he impaled me on his cock, sending his whole size into me right away.

  “This is something else,” he muttered behind me and started moving, our ragged breaths mixing together. “Your pussy is so tight and soft, and I can’t get enough of it.”

  Soon he picked up his pace, and everything else stopped to exist but this man right here and these things he created in me. He managed to erase all bad feelings and fill the space with lust, pleasure, and bliss, each thrust hard and rewarding.

  My heart threatened to burst when he flipped me around and placed my legs over his shoulders, entering me deeper than ever before. Our eyes locked, silently communicating with each other as he pounded into me like he was chasing something—something that was almost there but not quite yet.

  “You’re beautiful.” His wrapped his fingers around my breast and kneaded it, bringing his other hand to my mound. “I never felt this way before.” His thumb rubbed my clit in circles, pushing me closer to an orgasm.

  “Please,” I begged him.

  “Please, what?”

  “Make me come.”

  “Always.”

  A few moments later, I was riding on another wave of high, my vision blurred, and he followed, pushing himself to the brim before he stilled.

  None of us said a word for a while, our warm bodies doing the talking instead.

  CHAPTER 11

  Joanna

  I woke up with a start when I felt something warm on my nipple. I wasn’t even aware of when I had dozed off, but ecstasy replaced my brief confusion when I found Anderson kissing my skin.

  “What are you doing?” I muttered.

  “It seems that I really can’t get enough of you. Come on. Let’s take a shower together.”

  He led me to his huge bathroom with a shower and a tub and went straight for the shower. He pulled me under the current of the hot water, which felt more than amazing, energizing me.

  “Since you’ve been a little tense, I wanted to do this for you.” He turned me around and took the shower gel, but instead of just rubbing it on my skin before rinsing, he started massaging me.

  “Oh, that is…” I purred, closing my eyes when he pressed the spot that was extremely tense.

  “Good?”

  “Amazing.”

  He let out a low chuckle. “Just relax and let me take care of you.”

  He continued his massage, but then his touch turned sensual, stirring fire in me that begged to be doused. He began soaping me, his fingers sliding over my pussy and chest skillfully, and I couldn’t wait to get him inside of me.

  I faced him and took the soap. “Now it’s my turn.”

  I went over every plane and crevice of his body before we rinsed each other, ready to be taken right here and now.

  “Anderson?”

  “Hm?”

  “Make love to me.”

  He picked me up and pressed me against the tiles, probing my entrance with his rock-hard manhood. His lips pressed against mine when he started moving, giving me exactly what I had yearned for.

  “I love how wet you are. Always wet and ready for me.”

  I dug my fingers into his shoulders, responding to the sensations he evoked in my body. He rammed into me fast, never looking away from me, and I felt something I hadn’t in a long time. This was more than sex. This was something else entirely, but before I could determine what this was, he gave me another orgasm, wiping off all my thoughts.

  “Ah!” I leaned my head against the tiles. I was in heaven.

  “Yes, Joanna. Damn… I’m cumming…”

  A few thrusts later, he pushed inside to the hilt and ejaculated, holding me like he never wanted to let me go. Deep down inside, I actually wanted that. I wanted him to be mine and hold me forever.

  CHAPTER 12

  Anderson

  The last night I’d spent with Joanna had been sexy to say the least, but the strange and distant feeling I had felt coming from her had remained persistent. Like the time before, she woke early to leave. And when we encountered each other at the office the following day, we exchanged glances but stayed careful to keep our distance from each other to avoid suspicion.

  All the while, I kept trying to carry on as if I wasn’t bothered by it all. Never before had a woman’s distance, physical or emotional, actually messed with my head, as long as I got what I wanted out of the ordeal. But this time around, was entirely different. I was dying to know what was bothering Joanna, as well as how she truly felt about me. Yet the opportunity for me to ask kept evading me.

  Not to mention there was the ever-present issue of Tobias’s potential reaction…

  A few days had passed since my last night with Joanna. I was just about to pack up and clock out for the day when Tobias knocked on my office door, announcing his presence.

  “Yeah?” I said, turning around. Like always these days, a tightness formed in my chest at the sight of him. Every time he approached me, or merely looked me in the eyes, I braced myself, afraid that he was about to confront me about Joanna. It was like walking on eggshells and hoping the whole time that Tobias, the one person in the world who probably knew me better than anyone, wouldn’t notice. I knew it was only a matter of time, though; Tobias was too intuitive, especially when it came to me and Joanna, to remain in the dark for much longer. We simply wouldn’t be able to keep this under wraps with Tobias constantly lurking around.

  “What are you doing tonight?” he asked, stepping into my office with his hands in his pockets.

  I stared, wondering if this was a trick question of some sort. I glanced down to the way he held his hands in his pants pockets, wondering if he was forming fists, ready to punch my lights out in a moment’s notice.

  “Um…nothing,” I said.

  Tobias nodded. “Cool. Why don’t you come over to my place for a drink?”

  Again, I delayed my response, watching him car
efully. Was there a chance he wanted to get me and Joanna in the same spot so that he could confront us both at the same time?

  I suddenly felt like I was fourteen years old again—that time when my parents finally figured out that I’d been late coming home from school because I’d been sneaking around with a girl. Tobias wasn’t my parent but ironically, I felt even more nervous now than I had back then.

  “Any special occasion I don’t know about?” I asked, feeling my palms growing sweaty.

  Tobias shook his head. “Nope,” he said, and then turned around to leave. I could hear him whistling as he headed down the hall.

  I swore to myself, feeling certain that I had wound up in some kind of trap. And considering that I had failed to give him a clear answer, I saw no way of escaping. Tobias would be expecting me to show up since I hadn’t said otherwise. And if I had to face Joanna right in front him, who knew what would happen.

  I stood there, contemplating whether I should tell Tobias that I couldn’t make it. I would need a believable excuse though, and my mind was already drawing a blank. Ultimately, however, I realized that being afraid to hang out with my best friend would do nothing but make me look even more suspicious, if he wasn’t feeling suspicious of me already.

  With a sigh, I turned off the lights to my office, deciding that I would stop by my apartment first, drop off my briefcase, change clothes, and then head to Tobias’s place, praying that the evening wouldn’t conclude in the end of the best friendship I’d ever known.

  CHAPTER 13

  Anderson

  “Why are you just standing around like that, man? Sit down. Make yourself at home. Stop acting weird,” Tobias said as I stood in his dining room, presumably looking like a deer caught in headlights.

  I gave a wry laugh and headed for the dining room table.

  “Dude, I’m not serving you dinner,” Tobias said.

  “Oh… Right. Yeah,” I said, and then headed to the living room to sit on the couch instead.

  “How are things going with those numbers?” Tobias called out from somewhere in the kitchen.

  I opened my mouth, meaning to respond, but instead got choked and started coughing.

  “Hell, forget it,” Tobias said, returning with a case of beer. “I don’t even want to think about that right now. Don’t know why I even brought it up.”

  He handed me a beer and I took it, not meeting his eyes. I then found myself glancing around against my will, subconsciously waiting to see if Joanna would suddenly pop up.

  Tobias flopped down on the couch across from me and popped his beer open. “I don’t know about you,” he said, “but this week has been kicking my ass.”

  Again, I forced a laugh. “Yeah, it’s been busy, that’s for sure,” I said, opening the beer he’d handed to me.

  “Here’s to hoping the weekend goes by slowly,” Tobias said, raising his beer in the air as if in a toast.

  “Right,” I said, doing the same with mine. I took a long slow sip as a stretch of silence spread between me and Tobias.

  “I don’t know…” Tobias said suddenly. “You’ve been acting weird lately, but it doesn’t seem to be stress. Has this week really been tough on you? What’s really going on?”

  “Nothing,” I said too quickly. “Just um…”

  “Your after-work activities?” Tobias said with his eyebrows raised.

  My heart practically stopped in my chest. I gripped my beer so tightly that I was in danger of crushing the bottle.

  Tobias’ gray eyes, the exact same shade as Joanna’s, narrowed at me. “How are things going in that department for you anyway, these days?” he asked.

  I opened and closed my mouth for a moment, sputtering and making inarticulate noises. “W-What do you mean?” I finally said.

  Tobias smirked, the sight of it looking somewhat sinister. “Yeah, there’s something going on. You’re stuttering.”

  “Come on, man,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “What is this? An interrogation?”

  “Just trying to figure out what’s going on with you lately,” Tobias said, chugging another more beer. “You seem kind of distant. Makes me think its girl-trouble, based on your reaction, it is.”

  “It’s not,” I said, realizing too late how defensive I sounded.

  “Yeah right.” Tobias stared at me, his gaze challenging. “You know, you might as well tell me,” he said. “I’m not getting any play in that department, trying to keep up with work and Joanna and all. Might as well let me live vicariously through you, man.”

  I almost choked at the sound of Joanna’s name. I closed my eyes for a second, hoping he hadn’t noticed.

  “That bad, huh?” Tobias said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. “So what happened? You get caught by somebody’s boyfriend? Somebody’s husband?”

  I waited with bated breath, thinking he was just seconds away from saying, “Somebody’s pissed-off overprotective brother.”

  I rubbed the back of my neck, wishing more than anything for a change in subject. I shook my head and stared down into my lap, trying to think of what I could possibly say.

  “All right, fine,” Tobias said, reaching for another beer. “Be like that.”

  “Like what?”

  “Secretive. You’re acting like Joanna.”

  “W-What? How so?”

  Tobias shrugged, a glossy look in his eyes indicating that he had likely downed a few beers before I had even arrived. “She’s just going through a lot, man. It’s hard to be the big brother and feel like you don’t know what to do. I always knew I’d have a hard time whenever she got her heart broken. Makes me want to strangle the hell out of someone.”

  I swallowed another sip of beer, relaxing somewhat and starting to feel that Tobias truly didn’t know about me and Joanna yet.

  “Oh,” I said. I wanted to question him further, but didn’t know what to say. So instead, I waited quietly, sensing that he would elaborate soon if I stayed patient.

  He sighed again. “I thought that fool was going to be the one for her. I’d been waiting on the inevitable call when she’d tell me they were getting married or having a baby or something like that. They’d been serious with each other for a while. Hell, seemed like a really long time, to tell you the truth. Longer than anything I’d ever had. I just knew my baby sis would walk down the aisle before I did.”

  My ears prickled. Despite our close friendship, I had never heard Tobias speak so in-depth about his sister and her relationship. I was surprised to learn that she had been so seriously involved with someone.

  “Was this recent?” I asked, curiosity getting the best of me.

  Tobias nodded. “Yep. That’s why she moved in with me. They broke up. He was abusive.”

  I set down my beer, suddenly feeling lightheaded, and it wasn’t just from being surprised this time though. I was furious.

  Abusive?

  That mother fucker.

  I clenched my teeth, the mere thought of someone hurting Joanna making me feel irrationally angry. I also wondered how it had happened in the first place. Joanna was so smart, beautiful, and independent; it just didn’t seem plausible that she would let anyone treat her that way. But then again, that had to be the reason she left to begin with…

  “Yeah, looks like you want to strangle him too,” Tobias said, his words slightly slurred. “It was that Zander guy I was telling you about.”

  I leaned back on the couch, my mind spinning. I began to wonder if Zander was the reason Joanna had suddenly been acting so distant. I knew she was hiding something from me.

  Was this it?

  “She’s ended things with him now though, right?” I asked.

  Tobias nodded. “Yeah. They’re a done deal. That’s the only reason I haven’t gone after the creep myself.”

  “Well, that’s good to know.”

  “Sure, but…”

  “But what?”

  Tobias’s face screwed up. “Something still isn’t right. I think she
’s already seeing someone else.”

  My ears prickled again. “What makes you say that?”

  “The way she’s been acting,” Tobias said, shaking his head. “I’ve always been close with my sister, but she’s always been too damned secretive for her own good. And her secrets always manage to get her in trouble. And when she’s in trouble, she comes to me. The whole cycle is getting old, to be honest. If she could just learn to be upfront for a change instead of handling everything on her own before problems get out of her control, she wouldn’t wind up in all the messes she gets herself into. Sometimes it keeps me up at night, wondering what she would do if she couldn’t always count on me to clean up after her.”

  I cleared my throat. “Well, as long as she’s not with Zander anymore, it doesn’t matter right? As long as she’s happy…with whoever…”

  Tobias shook his head. “I’m her big brother. I deserve to know who she’s with. She doesn’t know how to read guys the way I can. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have ended up with someone like Zander in the first place.”

  “After dealing with Zander, she should know how to recognize a good man from a bad one now.”

  “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.” Tobias huffed. “I love my sister, but her taste in men sucks. Mark my words, if she doesn’t end up with another creep like Zander, she’ll run right into the arms of a playboy. I’m going to find out what’s going on though. She’s living under my roof, so she’s not going to be able to keep it a secret for much longer.”

  I swallowed down the rest of my beer in practically one swallow, avoided eye contact with my best friend. The guy who has practically just threatened me.

  Of course I fell for his sister.

  And now he was after me.

  Thank God he didn’t know it yet.

  CHAPTER 14

  Joanna

  When the lunch hour arrived, I was nothing short of starving. I gladly shut my laptop and slid away from my desk, where I stood and stretched, desperately needing a break. My head was so thoroughly swimming with numbers that I still saw them when I closed my eyes.