Scarred: A Mountain Man Romance

by J. R. Ryder

  I tilted my head back, moaning with pleasure.

  He continued to toy with them, pinching and pulling until they were oh-so-sensitive. Once he took them in his mouth, I nearly lost control. His tongue flicked over them, swirling all around.

  I moaned his name louder and louder, getting lost in the feeling of bliss.

  “That’s it, baby, moan my name…” His hands ran down my back, lingering for a moment before they slipped into my pants, squeezing my ass through my panties. Before I could pull away, his finger hooked into the waistband, pulling on it. As a result, the thong I was wearing dug into my flesh, making me squirm.

  He chuckled and rolled us over, dominating me with his powerful body. I shuddered, looking up at him with great big eyes, wondering what would he do next.

  After a silent moment, we started to undress each other, trying not to lose any more articles of clothing to the river. I can’t say I didn’t try to ’accidentally’ misplace his boxers. Unfortunately, Andre had the reflexes of a tiger.

  “Naughty, naughty. Trying to get rid of my boxers, are you?” He questioned, his voice deep and serious like he was interrogating me.

  I shook my head innocently. “No, sir.”

  We stared at each other for a moment before we both burst into laughter.

  A second later, he kissed me hard, rekindling the passion between us.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close.

  He held me by the waist, his rock-hard cock pressing against me. His engorged tip teased my eager entrance, getting soaked with my juices.

  I bit the inside of my lip, anticipating what was to come as I locked my legs around his waist, pushing my hips into the air, hoping to encourage him to stop his teasing.

  I had no such luck.

  With a devious grin on his face, he ran his cock up and down my slit. He reached out his hand, taking my nipples between his fingers, rolling them back and forth. My body immediately contorted with pleasure. My moans were getting louder and louder.

  “Please… Andre… I need you…” I begged, my nails digging into his back, desperate for his love.

  His grin deepened and without a word, he plunged deep inside of me, filling me with every last inch of his massive member.

  I gasped, my lips forming into a perfect little o as my body was overwhelmed with a surge of pure pleasure. I held onto him even tighter as he stayed like that for a moment, allowing me to adjust.

  When he was ready, he started rocking his hips in a steady rhythm, plunging into me harder and harder with every thrust.

  “Fuck! That feels so good.”

  He grunted with pleasure, pinning me down as he went at it even harder. I could tell by the wild look in his eye that he had lost any and all control, giving into his animalistic instincts. His cock twitched inside of me as his balls slapped against my pussy.

  Soon, it was too much for me to handle. My body started to shake, my moans growing even louder. My pussy tightened around him, trying to milk him for every drop.

  Just before I could climb over the edge, his thumb found my clit, flicking it back and forth. Even he never slowed down, fucking me harder and harder until…

  …I exploded in sweet, sweet bliss.

  ***

  I must have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes, I was in his car. The feeling of the soft leather against my sensitive body made me want to stay there forever.

  His hand slithered onto my thigh, squeezing it gently. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.” He teased, his voice low and seductive.

  I had yet to fully open my eyes. I was afraid that if I did, this wonderful dream would melt away. I tilted my head back and stretched out my legs. It made me very aware of the wetness between my legs.

  A part of me still couldn’t believe I had slept with him. Had I made the right decision? Would I regret what I did a week from now? Fear and anxiety started to creep in, clouding my mind.

  No. I couldn’t think like that. What we had done, it was right. It felt right.

  “You know, I remember you being able to keep up with me all night.”

  “I’m a bit out of practice, you know,” I answered, crossing my arms over my chest. “It’s been a long time since I’ve done that with anyone, let alone on an abandoned bridge.”

  “Wait…” The car slowed.

  I opened my eyes to find him staring at me, his expression hidden behind the gloom of the night.

  “What?”

  “Are you telling me that you haven’t been with anyone else while I was gone?”

  I hesitated to answer, wondering if I should lie to him. Telling him the truth would make me sound like a loser. “No, I haven’t…”

  “Really?” His eyebrows shot upwards. “I’m surprised.”

  “Why?”

  “You’re a beautiful girl, Hope. One of my biggest fears was that someone was going to snatch you up while I was gone.”

  “They almost did.”

  “Oh?”

  “I had a few guys who were interested in me. Bought me a couple of drinks at the bar. That kind of thing. Hell, I even made out with a few of them, but when it came down to it, there was always something holding me back. It just didn’t feel right.”

  He was quiet for a while, focusing on the road.

  “What about you?” I finally asked the question that had been nagging at me for a while.

  He laughed. “Are you kidding? I couldn’t even look at another girl without thinking of you.”

  I was surprised. I half-expected him to have a whole list of girlfriends. “ why?”

  “Why? Because I loved you. It took going to the Navy to figure that out and by then, it was too late to do anything about it. I figured you already hated me and I had no chance of ever getting you back.”

  I hit his arm. “You’re such an idiot.”

  “I am. But at least I’m lucky. I mean, you could easily be married to some guy. Ten years is a long time Hope.”

  “With two kids and a white picket fence, right?”

  “Exactly, and I’d be the bitter old man with two dogs for company.”

  “Named PB and Jelly?”

  “You know it.” He smirked. “Except now, I hope I can get two dogs and the girl of my dreams.”

  Chapter 6 (Andre)

  I felt like maybe I was pushing it. After all, we had just made up and I was already talking about our future together. Well, kind of. I was hinting at it, at least.

  She laughed. “What kind of dogs are they?”

  “Well, PB would be a Husky and Jelly would be his Corgi brother.”

  “What if I want a miniature poodle?”

  “You’re kidding me, right? I’m not walking around the neighborhood with a miniature poodle.”

  “Aww, come on, she would be very cute. We could get her that pompom tail and she can have a diamond collar and a matching pink leash.”

  “Nope. Absolutely not.”

  She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Okay, what about a Chihuahua?”

  “A corgi is as small as I’m willing to go.”

  “A Great Bernard then?”

  “You do know those drool all the time, right? Imagine going to a fancy dinner with me, dressed in a designer gown, all ready to go, and then the Great Bernard just sniffs you… and slobber everywhere.”

  She scrunched up her face in distaste. “Wait… are you suggesting you want to take me out to fancy dinners and buy me designer gowns? You know you can’t buy my love, right?”

  “Of course not. Otherwise, I would’ve come knocking on your door the second my company turned a profit.”

  “Speaking of which, how the hell did you manage that? You used to be horrible with money. You got fired from the cash register at the school cafeteria because your drawer always had less money at the end of the day.”

  I grinned. “Honey, that wasn’t because I was bad with money.”

  Her eyes widened with realization. “You mean, you stole all that money?�
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  “How else was I supposed to buy you nice things and take you to nice places?”

  “I always thought that was allowance money from your parents or something.”

  I shrugged. “That’s what I told you so you wouldn’t nag my ear off.”

  “What else didn’t you tell me?”

  “Oh, that I’m an international spy, that I’m really 78, and get this, I’m actually an alien that the FBI captured and trained to act like an Earthling.”

  She rolled her eyes. “I see growing up didn’t stop you from reading all those comic books.”

  “A man has to somehow entertain himself.”

  “Well, hopefully, you won’t be too bored now…” Her voice lowered as she leaned toward me, resting her hand on my thigh. “I’m sure we could come up with a lot of interesting ways to entertain ourselves… what do you think?”

  I turned my head in her direction, our eyes locking for a moment.

  Our faces gravitated together like two magnets, her lips calling to mine. She closed her eyes, anticipating a sweet kiss, but it never came.

  When I chuckled, her eyes shot open. “I think that you want to see me crash this car.”

  “Oh, come on, we’ve done crazier things in a vehicle.”

  “Maybe you should jog my memory.”

  “You know exactly what I’m talking about, don’t even act like you don’t.”

  “I don’t,” I said, but there was an amused smile playing on my lips.

  “You just want to hear me tell the story.”

  “Maybe.”

  She laughed, reclining her seat back until she was practically laying down. “Hey, does this sunroof open?”

  “Of course, why else would I have a sunroof?” I pressed a button near the rearview mirror and the tinted glass slowly rolled back, revealing the beautiful night sky. A rush of wind whipped through the car, pulling her messy locks into a whirlwind over her head. She giggled, standing up so her head was sticking out the top of the car.

  “What are you doing?” I grabbed her legs tightly, a feeling of dread washing over me.

  “I’ve always wanted to do this.”

  “You’re going to get yourself killed,” I warned, hoping she would come back inside before she got herself hurt in some horrible accident. The mere thought made me shiver.

  “Oh, stop worrying. Nothing is going to happen.” She climbed onto the armrest so she could get even higher. Her whole upper body was outside at this point.

  My hand tightened around her even harder, ready to pull her back in at a moment’s notice.

  “Hope. Get down.”

  “No. Drive faster!”

  I slowed down, eventually coming to a halt on the side of the road. Suddenly, I yanked her back down. She landed on my lap.

  “What did you do that for?”

  I cupped her cheeks, forcing her to look at me. “Hope, I just got you back in my life. I’ll be damned if I lose you again because you forgot to duck when we come across an overpass.”

  “Oh come on now, give me some credit.” She protested, trying to defend herself. “What happened to you? When we were in college, you were so wild. You weren’t afraid of anything.”

  My expression softened, knowing that she was telling the truth. over the years, I had finally grown up, realizing that life could be extinguished in the blink of an eye. I caressed her cheeks with my thumbs, cherishing every moment with this woman. “Joining the Navy changed me. I saw too many comrades die in battle. I just don’t want to lose you.”

  “We aren’t at war Andre.” She whispered, leaning closer, her forehead touching mine. “Nothing bad is going to happen to me so there’s nothing to worry about.”

  I smiled for her benefit, but I still had the urge to wrap her in my arms and keep her safe from every evil in this world.

  We were quiet for a moment as my hands ran through her hair, smoothing it down as I rocked her body ever so slightly. “I love you…” I whispered, knowing those three words were long, long overdue.

  She looked up at me from under her eyelashes, her expression unreadable for a moment before a bright smile flashed across her face. I felt like that smile could light up the whole world. With her lips nearly touching mine, she wrapped her arms around my neck. “I love you too, for better or worse.” She closed the distance between our lips, kissing me ever so gently.

  I savored the kiss, holding her even closer. A deep warmth flowed through her lips into my soul, trapping me in her spell. I knew, from that moment on, that I would never let her go again, no matter what happened.

  ***

  By the time I got home, Hope was fast asleep in the passenger seat. I pulled into my garage, waiting for her to wake up, but from what I could tell, she was completely knocked out. I smiled to myself before I got out and carefully shimmied my arms underneath her body.

  I picked her up with ease, carrying her bridal style into my house. Even though she was asleep, her lips were stuck in a smile. A part of me hoped she was dreaming of me.

  Gently, I laid her down on my bed. Slowly, I undressed her down to her underwear so she would be more comfortable. I had the urge to pounce on her right then and there, especially with her lovely tits on display, but I restrained myself, knowing she was probably spent. If I had to be honest myself, the bed looked pretty comfortable right about now.

  I quickly shucked off my clothes before jumping into bed beside her. I wrapped my arms around her slender body, pulling her close.

  Soon enough, I fell fast asleep, into one of the deepest and most restful slumbers I’d had in years.

  ***

  In the morning, my bed felt exceptionally empty. I stretched out my arm to find that Hope was gone. Instantly, my eyes shot open and I looked around the bedroom, already fearing the worst.

  Where had she gone? Had she regretted being with me? Did something happen to her?

  All these questions flooded my mind as I jolted out of bed.

  Once I did, however, the smell of fresh breakfast wafted up to my nose, making me relax.

  I tossed on some sweatpants before I made my way downstairs, where I found Hope standing in the kitchen, wearing nothing but my dress shirt from last night.

  Damn. She looked good.

  No. Good wasn’t even the word for it. She looked fine.

  I lingered by the door, just staring at her. How had I ever been lucky enough to have her wait for me all this time? It felt so unreal. I didn’t deserve this woman.

  “ are you going to just stand there and gawk at me all morning, or are you going to actually pull your weight and help me with these avocados?”

  I chuckled, walking over to her. I slipped my arms around her, pulling her into my body until our hips were locked together. “You look beautiful…” I whispered into her ear before gently nibbling on her lobe.

  She blushed, the heat from her cheek transferring to mine as I rested my chin on her shoulder, glancing at what was cooking on the skillet.

  “Hope. It’s burning.”

  “Oh!” She exclaimed, quickly going back to stirring the scrambled eggs she was making.

  I took her hand in mine, helping her with the technique. Hope had always liked to attempt to make breakfast, but in reality, she had never been very good at it.

  “Shoot, let me make another batch…” She was already heading for the fridge when I stopped her, reeling her into my body like we were a pair of professional dancers. I tilted her body back until her foot came off the ground and her hair grazed the floor. She held her breath as she looked at me, her lips parted ever so slightly like she wanted to say something but just couldn’t find the words.

  I smirked before kissing her hard, my hand on her ass, gripping it tightly so she wouldn’t fall.

  “You act as if you haven’t burnt eggs before…” I teased. “And not once have I complained about them, have I?”

  She shook her head.

  “Then, don’t look so worried. I appreciate it when you cook me break
fast.” With that, I kissed her nose, eventually letting her back up. “ I will say, I prefer my eggs edible and not charred.” I turned off the stove and scraped the eggs evenly into two plates.

  “You always were the better cook.”

  “I always said I’d be willing to teach you, but you never took me up on the offer.”