Mountain Man's Virgin: A Mountain Man Romance

by Claire Angel

  Her legs spread enough for me to see a sneak peek of what she was in possession of. Those baby blue panties were see-through, but only because her juices had soaked through the material.

  “It looks like you have been thinking the same thing I have from the moment you came through those doors. I would like to think I can be trusted, but seeing you like this has me twisted in knots.” I got down on the floor with my hands on her knees.

  I inched her skirt up until it was around her waist.

  “Roman, I like this version of having coffee. I’m usually in desperate need of a caffeine fix, but you get my motor running like nothing else.” I had my finger on the crotch of her panties and pulled them aside to see the delectable pink meat winking at me.

  “I’m usually not this brazen contrary to popular opinion. I just can’t seem to help myself. I hope I don’t give you the wrong impression of me. I really did try to be a good boy.” I ran the length of my finger down the slippery lips with my mouth thirsty for a taste.

  Chapter 3

  August

  It happened quickly and I was dizzy by how things had turned in his favor. One touch was all that it took to make me his personal plaything. I had just finished telling him that I wasn’t going to become another victim on his road to sexual conquest. It was like a switch had turned and my body was opened to his wandering eyes.

  “I don’t know what you expect to happen. I’m in no position to put up much of a fight. I find it hard to think straight with you looking at me like that.” His eyes were blazing and the liquid pools of blue captured me in their wake.

  “It’s not like I told you to sit down with your legs open like that. You have fallen for me in a more literal definition of the term. It’s been quite the first day for you. It’s about to get a whole lot better.” The muscles underneath his suit were flexing to put on a show worthy of the Chippendales.

  “I have to learn to be more open to different opportunities. I kick myself thinking about those times I didn’t jump into the deep end with both feet. I know this probably doesn’t mean anything to you, but it does to me. Be careful about playing fast and loose with my heart.” I wore my heart on my sleeve and sex was a good way to make me feel this bond that was unbreakable.

  “I feel like I’m underneath the spell of your sexual charm.” He held onto my legs with his fingers firmly holding onto my ankles.

  “This is how we separate the men from the boys. A woman can tell what kind of man she is with by his oral prowess. It’s like a dance and I want to make sure that you’re not two left feet.” I was looking at the ceiling and waiting for the initial penetration with his tongue.

  He surprised me by avoiding direct contact. He was attempting to ignite those flames by keeping me on the edge of my seat. It was working on a level that I wasn’t expecting. Who could have guessed a temporary assignment would turn into some of the best sex I’d ever had in my life. It wasn’t the actual act, but the threat of it happening which made me feel crippled and ready to receive just about anything.

  He wasn’t going to leave this alone, but it was never too late to walk away from a good thing. I knew I didn’t have the power to resist. The light flicks of his tongue on the inside of my thighs had my heels popping from my feet. They landed hard and heavy on the floor.

  My bare toes were pointing straight up with the painted nails a different color than normal pink. The yellow pigment was of my own design mixed with other nail polishes to make this unique color.

  The feel of his muscles against my fingers was allowing me to live out those fantasies of being with a man who was no stranger to the gym. He dragged the chair over to the door and kicked it closed.

  “I really don’t want to be interrupted for any reason. I have a system that works every time, but I need to be able to concentrate.” He was speaking to the choir and I was curious to learn how he would measure up to others who had previously been in the same position.

  “You don’t have to convince me.” I was hanging on the edge of my seat with my ass in his hands. He didn’t even bother to take off my panties.

  I had a feeling that I was going to be happy and satisfied beyond my imagination. He pierced my womanhood with the insistent point of his tongue. He fed me the entire length and was using his thumb to give my clit the necessary attention it was looking for.

  I heard the lapping sounds of an animal in heat and I knew it was coming from him. It was exciting to be doing something so out of character in the office under everybody else’s nose. It wasn’t like I had to be on my best behavior. I was a temp and my position was dependent on when my new job was going to become available.

  I didn’t have to worry about the gossip of sleeping with the boss. It was almost liberating to know that I could do whatever I wanted and be damned the consequences. I wasn’t going to make it easy on him. It was far more rewarding to make him work for it. He didn’t seem to mind the extra effort that went into pulling the woman out of me.

  “It’s very pleasing to have this sensation of pressure about to blow the roof off of this place.” A storm was brewing inside me and the dark clouds were going to open up any second.

  I was lost in a sea of pleasure battering me into submission. His tongue had no quit and his tenacity to make me a prisoner of my orgasm put him in a different league with other men. He was consciously aware of my reaction and was depending on that to determine the next course of treatment.

  I beat on his back with my bare feet. I had inadvertently given him the green light to continue unimpeded by my encouraging words of sexual delight. The muscles in my legs sent an electrical surge through my body. My inner thighs were shaking and my eyelids were fluttering nonstop. I had my hand over my mouth to mute the sexual sounds exploding from the inside out.

  I fought the good fight, but the battle was already lost when he had me in his hands. Roman wasn’t telling tales out of school when he said that he knew what he was doing. Whatever lessons he had taken had paid off in a big way. The thunder and lightning continued courtesy of his eye for detail. He knew there was no turning back. I was already over the edge and falling into a pleasurable chasm.

  I had to purposely push him away with both hands to see his lips glistening with my juices. I was beside myself and I was staring at him with a disbelieving expression on my face. It didn’t seem possible for him to know what buttons to push after only meeting me for a few minutes.

  “I’m going to give you the chance to get your breath back. It sometimes takes a woman a few minutes to compose herself after I’m done with her. It sounds kind of callous when I hear it spoken loud and clear instead of in my head. I meant no disrespect.” I knew what he meant, but it was a little insensitive for him to say something of a backhanded compliment.

  “I still feel the tremors after the fact. You might want to consider holding something back next time. A little mystery goes a long way. I should get back to work and I don’t want rumors of impropriety to spread amongst the staff.” I didn’t care about the way that they would whisper behind my back.

  “Amazingly, you were able to keep it down to a dull roar. I have to give you credit and other women have failed where you have succeeded. I’m not sure I should take that as a compliment or an insult.” I felt that it was good to keep them guessing. I didn’t want to be an open book.

  “The only thing I ask of you is that you need to promise to stop when I say when. I thought I was going to have to hit you with a rolled-up newspaper to get you out from between my thighs. I almost passed out and that is not a condition I would want to explain to the paramedics.” I was still breathing heavy with sudden gasps that were turning him on.

  “This isn’t a date and we have bypassed the silliness of idle chitchat over dinner for something more pleasing. I could conceivably give you another reason to smile. I can also be responsible for how you scream until the windows rattle in their frame.” He was inferring that he wanted to repeat the same performance, but I wasn’t sure that my hea
rt could stand the shock.

  “I would rather get a look at a certain part of your anatomy. You don’t have to strip down until you’re naked, but it would be preferable. You remind me of the storm last night. You are the same never-ending force of nature.” He stood with his zipper bulging with the effects of his excitement.

  “I think it’s only fair to let you open it up like a present. This is one toy you’re not going to get tired of using. The pretty packaging is nothing compared to the actual contents.” He was giving me permission to satisfy my curiosity and I wasn’t about to turn it down.

  I snaked the zipper down until I could see the piece of real estate between his legs. It was in a zip code of its own. It was no wonder he had a bevy of beauties waiting in the wings to be with him.

  “I hope my eyes aren’t playing tricks on me. There’s only one way to find out.” I fit my hand into the opening of the zipper and found his fly. My fingers came in contact with his hot flesh.

  “What you are feeling is factory original. I might be a little more than average.” That was an understatement and the proportions had me at a loss for words.

  “I might be a little too anxious to see this up close and personal. You have only yourself to blame for giving me the freedom to explore my hidden desires.” I got him out into the opening to let it breathe after being cooped up in his tight briefs.

  It was cruel and unusual to keep him contained. My temperature was starting to rise starting between my legs and working with a flush of excitement along the rest of my body.

  I had a firm grip and the way that he responded was the opening I was looking for. The tight circle of persuasion moved along those inches until I reached the huge helmet already leaking profusely. It was almost too easy. I could’ve done anything and he would have gladly given me more than an inch. He had 9 inches to be exact and thick enough to choke me in the right way.

  “It’s not bragging when you can back it up. I think that you might consider that I am an island unto myself. I cut a nice suit and I know how to wear it. It’s one of my own designs, but I think that shoptalk can wait.” He was a hair trigger and going down on me had stimulated his equipment to overload.

  “I would like time to get to know this special piece of you. Time is not on my side. It’s quite obvious that the fire inside of you is raging out of control. I suggest you keep your hands off of it. I would hate for you to waste it by manually stimulating yourself into a quick release. Trust me when I tell you that it would be far more exhilarating to let me do the work for you.” I took my hand away and got up with a sigh of regret, but it was necessary to leave him with a case of perpetual blue balls.

  “I don’t know if I should hate you or love you. It’s a fine line and sometimes it’s hard to make the distinction between the two. This isn’t over. You need to finish what you started and I’m going to hold you to it.” I gave him a smirk and I think we both knew this thing between us had only begun

  Chapter 4

  Roman

  “I thought you might have dinner with her before sleeping with her. I know what you did isn’t considered going all the way, but it’s more than most people get on one date. I’m proud of you for getting back on the horse and saddling that wild filly. I must admit I’m a little jealous and she sounds like the kind of girl who doesn’t mind doing insane things in the bedroom.” I shouldn’t have told Samuel the explicit details, but I couldn’t hold it in.

  “She’s different than all the other girls I have been with in the past. I can’t breathe when she’s not here in front of me. I found exactly what I have been talking about. I must’ve put it in the universe and she was gift wrapped by this declining economy.” Her name rolled off my tongue.

  The bar was at full capacity with those guys plying girls with liquor to loosen their tongues. I had a snifter of cognac and was enjoying the aftertaste of its delicious bouquet.

  “You don’t even know what she wants. Are you sure that she’s not going to use you for your pocketbook? Money does make strange bedfellows. I’m not saying that you can’t have your fun but keep her at a distance when it comes to a long-term commitment.” I had made plans to meet up with her at my penthouse suite for after dinner cocktails.

  “That’s good advice, but I don’t think that I have anything to worry about. I feel this connection. I’m going to explore this and see where it goes.” Having oral relations with her in the office was asking for trouble, but the experience was worth it.

  “What kind of name is August?” He did raise a valid question and I was curious to know the answer.

  “I’m sure it has some kind of significance to her and her family. She might’ve been born on a hot August night and the humidity made her mother blurt the first thing that came into her head. Would you refuse a woman after she gave birth to a bowling ball? I would think that you would be taking your manhood in your hands to refuse her anything.” I thought I was destined to walk this path alone in life, but I found somebody that would make me the happiest man in the world to walk hand in hand with.

  “She might be attracted to you because of your reputation. They all get a little moist between the legs when they get a taste of the bad boy. You might not know this, but your attitude can be vexing. Your quiet disposition makes you a mystery they want to solve.” I had been in a little trouble with the law in my youth and those experiences had molded me into the man I was today.

  “I left the leather jacket and slick back hair back in high school. I did hold onto my motorcycle and I don’t think that I could ever let it go. It’s a reminder of times I don’t want to forget. Getting on and hearing it come to life underneath me brings back fond memories. I would love the chance to make new ones with August.” I could hear the drone of chatter around me and the clinking of glasses.

  “I’ve seen the motorcycle and you should keep it. Don’t let anybody pull it out of your cold dead fingers.” I was looking forward to those summer road trips, but this time it would be with a companion with soft curves.

  I didn’t want her to be smoke and mirrors. I knew the feeling I was under and I was going to take her into my warm embrace. Exploding with fireworks was on the agenda. The look in your eyes when she climaxed was not for the faint of heart. Anybody with a heart condition would have succumbed to the pearly gates.

  “I look around and I see the games people play for the possibility of fleeting pleasure. I’m looking for a new adventure that doesn’t include drunken exchanges of bodily fluids. I climb to momentous heights and I don’t ever want to come down when I’m with her. You’re going to have to find yourself another wingman and I’m not going to be on the market for long.” He looked disappointed and I wanted to give him some sage advice about taking a page from my book.

  He wasn’t ready to hear it, but one day his August would find him. A man was nothing without a good woman behind him with support. A good sexual relationship was paramount but was only a small part of the whole picture.

  “You might look around and see the games people play, but I see more than at. I can get my own women, but it’s far more fun with you taking the lead. I can see that you are serious and it hurts me deeply to watch another one succumb to the ball and chain.” I was a crazy horse on the prowl, but she had found a way to tame this wild beast.

  “I will always be around for advice. Someday soon all of this will seem like a bad dream to you.” I made the universal sign to get the check and the bartender nodded in recognition before going to the cash register to ring up the total.

  “I hope you aren’t going to regret this decision. Take her for a test drive before you decide to buy the whole car. Love is in an emotion that can only take you so far. Put yourself in the driver’s seat and see how she handles.” It was a little crass for him to make comparisons between August and a race car.

  “The chemistry between us is hot enough to peel the wallpaper off the wall. I can see myself growing old and chasing her around like a dirty old man with her squealing in girli
sh glee. I don’t want anybody else, but you might be right about testing the waters to see if it’s safe to go in.” I paid the bill and looked at the bartender with his cut off shirt playing to the female contingent to get the best tips.

  I was about to leave all of it behind for a woman I hardly knew. It fell right. I pulled my Rolodex of women in my little black book from my inside pocket. I placed it on the bar and I saw his eyes grow wide with the implications.

  “I’ve dreamed of this day.” I was passing the baton to a worthy candidate. Those girls were the kind that wasn’t looking for anything permanent. They were the perfect match for Samuel and his overanxious libido.

  “I won’t need this where I’m going. I know it is safe in your hands. Remember that with great power comes great responsibility. In the back, you’ll find a list of sexual acts and how to perform them. Commit them to memory. Don’t let this out of your sight and into the enemy hands of the female population. We don’t want them to know all of our secrets.” I wasn’t giving him only what he was going to need to make those girls see him as a potential substitute for me.

  “I don’t know what to say. I’m getting a little teary-eyed and choked up. I can only hope to make you proud of me and to give these girls a reason to accept me into their lives.” I had kept those girls in my list a secret from him for too long.

  “They don’t need you to give them lip service. They expect to have their world turned upside down every time you’re with them. It’s something of a burden to carry, but you will wear the crown with distinction.” I had molded him into my image and this book would show him a way to a sexual experience unheard of.

  I gave a generous tip beyond the 15%. It was the changing of the guard. I wondered if I would fall into old habits by calling the one girl I had left off the list. She was a stewardess with flotation devices to make me dive headfirst into her seductive words of encouragement. I was going to keep her on the backburner, but only until this thing with August went down the aisle. In the end, it wasn’t going to be much of a loss.