Scarred: A Mountain Man Romance

by J. R. Ryder

  She moaned, lifting her hips into the air.

  “I want every inch of you.” She began, back arched, toes curled. I could tell that she was already surging with pleasure despite this being just the beginning. “I want to feel your thick cock inside my tight little pussy. I want you to fuck me so hard that it’s hard to walk straight. I want you to hold my wrists and press your body against mind so that I know exactly who’s doing all these naughty things to me. Take me, Jasper. I’m yours.”

  Chapter 31 (Mandy)

  A sly grin crept across his face at his words. “You should be careful what you ask for.” He growled, nibbling on my collarbone. His finger hooked around the waistband of my panties, tugging on them slightly.

  I moaned, lifting my hips into the air to alleviate some pressure but still, I felt the fabric press into my folds.

  “Jasper…” Before I could say something other than his name, he ripped off my pajama bottoms. Within seconds, my panties went flying across the room.

  “Mmm.” His grin deepened as he looked down at me with a hungry expression on his face. “How do you manage to get sexier every time I look at you?” He asked.

  I was going to attempt an answer but all of a sudden, his tongue began lapping at my juices. It moved quickly, flicking my clit back and forth, driving me absolutely insane. I tightened my hold on his hair, pushing him further into my pussy.

  He responded by pressing his tongue into my hole, tasting me straight from the source. His tongue began to twist and turn this way and that, faster and faster. He was an addict that couldn’t stop.

  “Fuck…”

  He held me down, hands firmly pressed against my thighs. I loved it. The feeling of being at his mercy always got me so excited. Knowing I couldn’t stop him, he continued to eat me out, going faster and faster, edging me toward orgasm.

  I did what I could to hold it back, wanting this moment to last.

  Wanting to make me scream, he pressed his lips to my mound and began to suck – hard.

  I bucked my hips into the air, the pleasure too incredible to handle. My toes curled. A fire erupted in my belly. Unable to hold back any longer, I ran my nails along his back, trying to signal that I was coming.

  He held me tighter, making me feel safe and sound.

  In an explosion of pleasure, I came, harder than ever.

  When I came down from my orgasmic high, Jasper had stopped licking me. He was sitting between my legs with a dirty smirk on his face. “I think it’s safe to say you liked that.”

  “I think that’s the understatement of the year,” I answered breathlessly. “How are you so good at that?”

  “Just talented, I suppose.” He chuckled, laying down beside me.

  I knew he was giving me a minute to recover. The shiny glint in his eye told me that he wasn’t done with me yet – not by a longshot. He ran his fingertips along my chest, outline my areolas, making me shiver. My body was incredibly sensitive after what we just did. His touch alone was enough to send me into a frenzy.

  “How was that?” He asked, nibbling on my earlobe as he gave my left breast a nice squeeze. Then, he grabbed my nipple and started to roll it between his fingers.

  I moaned. “Jasper…”

  “What’s the matter?” He teased.

  “You’re driving me insane.”

  “Good.” He rolled on top of me and pinned my hands above my head. “Because my goal is to drive you crazy – so crazy that you’ll be screaming my name at the top of your lungs.”

  At some point, he had taken off his boxers. Looking down, I saw his cock at full attention between his legs, thick and massive. My heart beat a little faster just looking at it. Even though we had sex before, sometimes I still wondered how something so big could fit inside my impossibly small pussy.

  He kept me in place with one hand while his other wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking it slowly. It twitched in his hand.

  “Please… baby, you can’t tease me like this.” I whimpered, giving him puppy dog eyes, hoping he would pity me.

  “Do you want it that badly?” He asked, pressing the tip against my pussy.

  I moaned. “I want it so bad.”

  “Prove it.” He growled.

  “How?”

  “I think you know.” As he spoke, he released his grip on my hands.

  A second later, our positions were reversed. I was laying on top of him while he had his hands laced behind his head.

  I cocked my head in question, wondering what he wanted.

  “Do whatever you want. You’re in control.”

  I blushed slightly. Despite my assertive personality, I was quite submissive in bed. I liked the feeling of trusting someone to the point of taking control of my body. There was just something about it that was incredibly sexy. now that I was on top, I felt a surge of energy running through my body.

  Without thinking, I moved into place, hovering above his cock for a moment before sliding along his length inch by inch. I took my time so it would be enjoyable for the both of us.

  Our eyes locked when he was fully inside me, penetrating me with his massive member.

  It felt so good.

  I loved it.

  “Go on, baby.” He whispered.

  I placed my hands on his chest and after taking a deep breath, I started to ride him, letting my body find a natural rhythm.

  Soon enough, we were both moaning in pleasure, breathing hard.

  Occasionally, he’d ram his hips into mine, penetrating me even deeper.

  “Fuck.”

  “Harder, baby.” He commanded, placing his hands on my hips and guiding me up and down.

  It was hard to focus with all this pleasure coursing through my veins but still, I continue, bouncing up and down.

  He groaned, fingers digging into my skin as we went at it even harder, unable to control ourselves.

  I was enjoying every minute of it.

  too soon, an orgasm washed over me, taking me by surprise. My body tensed and pussy became tighter – so tight that it was hard to breathe.

  Jasper pulled me down, impaling me on every inch and keeping me there.

  I screamed his name as the climax ripped through my body, leaving me in a daze.

  A second later, I felt Jasper pulling out and shooting his cum all over my thighs.

  Together, we collapsed onto the bed and curled against one another.

  He smiled at me before kissing my forehead. “I love you.”

  “I love you too, Jasper.”

  Chapter 32 (Jasper)

  In the morning, I woke up to find Mandy cuddled up against my chest. She had such an angelic look on her face that it made my heart melt. Gently, I brushed a strand of hair behind her ear before kissing her cheek.

  I was lucky to have her.

  Like every other morning, I tried to remember the time we spent together before the accident but it was still a blank space in my memories. It pained me to know that of all the things I had forgotten about – it had to be her.

  How did we first meet? How did I feel? Was it love at first sight or did I grow into the feeling? Of course, Mandy had tried, time and time again, to recount our time together but it just wasn’t the same. I wanted my own personal memories – to see these scenes through my own eyes.

  I sighed.

  Trying not to wake her, I gently got out of bed and headed for the kitchen.

  There, I started up the stove, preparing to make some breakfast. We had a lot of work to do for the company but a nice, warm meal was in order.

  As I grabbed the eggs from the fridge, Wolf sauntered into the room, looking bright eyed and bushy tailed. “Hey, buddy.” I patted him on the head.

  Affectionately, he wrapped around my legs like a cat. I shook my head. Wolf was supposed to be my big bad hunting dog but he turned out to be a giant teddy bear. I wasn’t complaining.

  “When I’m done, you can have some bacon,” I promised.

  At the word ‘bacon,’ his ears perked
up. Excited, he barked, tail wagging a mile a minute.

  “Shh!” I chided. “Mandy is still asleep.”

  That was a mistake.

  As soon as I said her name, he went nuts, running around in circles and barking even more. Before I could stop him, he ran up the stairs toward our bedroom.

  I shook my head.

  Knowing Mandy would be forced out of bed in a minute, I focused on breakfast. During the last few months, I had become a much better cook. I didn’t burn the food anymore and I was learning to season things properly.

  All thanks to Mandy.

  She was nothing but a positive influence in my life.

  I smiled at the thought of her.

  Happy, I began to hum to myself. I was just about to plate our food when I noticed something strange through the window. Quickly, I turned off the heat and crept forward, peaking outside.

  From what I could tell, nothing looked amiss. The sky was still gray while the edges of the horizon were turning pink with the rising sun. The trees were still and silent.

  Still, the hair on the back of my neck was on edge. Something was amiss. I could feel it.

  Creak.

  I turned around to find a ragged looking man standing at the door, holding a gun in his hand.

  Suddenly, it all came crashing into me. As I looked down the barrel of a gun, I remembered it all. The snowstorm. The cozy moments together. The kidnapping. Everything. most of all, I remembered her smile and the reason why I had almost given up my life for her. I loved her. She was the breath of fresh air I had been searching for. The corporate world had nearly suffocated me with its smog and she was breathing me back to life.

  I couldn’t lose that – I couldn’t lose her.

  “What are you doing in my home?” I demanded of her ex-boyfriend. He was the root cause of all her agony. If I could only get rid of him, our lives would be better off.

  “I came to finish a job.”

  “You don’t have the guts to shoot that gun. You’re shaking.” I stepped forward, confident in my actions, knowing that if I showed even an ounce of fear, it would be over.

  “Don’t come any closer!” He shouted. “I swear, I’ll shoot.”

  “And, what good is that going to do you? Your whole family is behind bars. You’ve been hiding from the law for half a year now. Aren’t you sick of it? Just give it up.”

  He shook his head. “I’m not going to let you make a fool of me.”

  “I’m just trying to help you.”

  He snorted. “Help me? You’re just fucking insulting me at this point.” He brushed back his dirty hair. From the looks of it, he had spent most of his time in pitiful living conditions. “Now, where the hell is she?”

  “Forget about her. You had your chance and you ruined it. She’d never get back together with a piece of shit like you.”

  He ground his teeth together in agitation. “We’ll see about that.”

  Just then, Mandy came down the stairs.

  Then, it happened.

  My worst nightmare.

  Bang!

  The gun went off, the sound ringing in my ears, momentarily putting me in a daze. I blinked.

  Crash.

  Wolf charged forward, growling at the attacker. He lunched forward, going straight for the neck. Somehow, he managed to latch on, letting his teeth sink into the man’s flesh.

  Suddenly, I snapped back to reality.

  Mandy!

  I rushed to her side. She groaned as soon as I touched her. “Shit, you’re bleeding…” There was a pool of blood underneath her body. “Shit. Shit. Shit.”

  Wolf whined behind me, limping toward the crawl space behind the stairs.

  Before I could turn around, I felt the gun against the back of my head. “If you so much as move, then I’ll blow your brains out.”

  that’s exactly what I did. Acting quickly, I grabbed the gun and twisted it out of his hand. I unloaded the clip and threw it to the side. “If you want to fight me, then you better be prepared to fight me like a man.” I snarled and without warning, I threw a punch.

  It landed squarely on his jaw.

  He reeled back, landing on the coffee table. It shattered underneath his weight.

  “Fuck…” He grumbled, trying to get up.

  I grabbed him by the collar and threw another punch, this time aimed at his gut.

  He doubled over in pain.

  At that point, all I was seeing red and I didn’t know if I’d be able to stop myself from going too far.

  Chapter 33 (Mandy)

  Holy fuck.

  I was in agony. The kind of pain that is simply indescribable. I groaned, trying to keep my eyes open but they felt like they were being weighed down with two-ton bricks.

  Nonetheless, I managed to fight through some of the pain and turn to my other side, alleviating some of the pressure.

  I couldn’t believe I had been shot. One second, I was following my nose in search of breakfast and the next, I had collapsed to the ground, covered in my own blood.

  Maybe this was just another one of my nightmares.

  No.

  This felt all too real. This kind of pain did not exist in a dream.

  Fuck.

  What was I supposed to do?

  I pressed my hand against the wound and it came back soaked in blood. I started to panic. Was this how I would die? Where was Jasper? Was he okay? I searched for him around the room and eventually found him grabbing Keith by the scruff of the neck and throwing him into a wall. Keith was bleeding heavily, nose crooked and broken.

  “Jasper.” I croaked with a voice that didn’t sound like my own. “Jasper!” I managed to say his name a little louder this time. I was scared and I needed him. Now. “Please…”

  He stopped. He had his hand around Keith’s neck, squeezing hard.

  “Jasper…” As much as I hated Keith, I didn’t want him to die. No one deserved that and Jasper didn’t need that on his conscious.

  He loosened his grip, letting my ex-boyfriend fall to the ground. His eyes widened when he looked at me like he was seeing me for the very first time. “Shit, Mandy!” He rushed to my side. “I’m so sorry… I let my anger get the best of me.” Quickly, he picked me up and headed for the door.

  I screamed in pain. “Jasper! You can’t! You’ll kill me.”

  He paused. “I can’t just let you bleed to death in my arms.”

  My breathing was becoming shallow. I did everything I could to keep myself calm despite the situation. “You have to do something. Call Andy. Use the first aid kit. You’ll never make it to the hospital in time… it’s too far away.”

  He cursed under his breath. “Andy went on a hunting trip.” He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair, trying to come up with a solution.

  With no other option, he ran into the bathroom and returned with the first aid kit.

  “Do what you have to do…” I told him even though I was terrified by the idea.

  He nodded. “I’m sorry. This is going to hurt. A lot. it’s the only way.” Once again, he picked me up. This time, he laid me down on the kitchen table so he would have a flat surface to work on. He turned on the stove, letting the flames warm up before he started to sterile some of the tools he planned on using. “I have to take out the bullet but I have no idea how to do that.”

  “Just… try…” It was becoming harder and harder for me to speak. My mouth felt incredibly dry and my lips had turned to sandpaper.

  “Don’t you dare give up on me.” He said, voice tense with anxiety.

  “Jasper… promise me…” I started but the darkness started to creep into my vision. Using every ounce of strength that I had left, I squeezed his hand in mine. “Don’t let him get away… he’ll just come back and do this again… and I can’t live like this… always in fear that he’s going to appear out of the shadows… please…”

  “Shh. Don’t say anything else.” He kissed my lips ever so gently. “Everything is going to be okay. I promis
e.”

  I looked into his eyes and felt my strength just melt away. “I’m sorry…”

  “Don’t act like this is goodbye.” He said with tears in his eyes. “I’m not losing you, you hear me?”