Punished by the Mountain Man

by Vicky Bushwell

  “Sir, before you do anything, there’s someone waiting to see you.” She says, wearily. “You don’t want your loved ones see you harming yourself like that.”

  “I’m going home.”

  “You’re not ready, sir. Now, please calm down-,”

  “I’m fine!”

  “Daddy!”

  “Hunter, son!”

  “Carly, my girl! Mom!” I grin as a little bundle leaps off my mom’s arms and rushes to climb on my lap. “Wait- How did you get here? When-,”

  And then I see her. Lily, my Lily is leaning against the door frame, beaming.

  Mom turns to her, “Lily met us at the airport and then we all came here.”

  I beam like I believe in Santa again. My Lily is here, and they just get on fine with my mom and Carly.

  “Lily, I don’t know how to thank you for bringing them here while I was stuck in this bed like a giant baby…”

  Carly throws her head back, laughing, and Lily smiles meekly.

  She walks up to me, and says, “I’m glad you’re fine. I was worried about you so much-,”

  “Well, Carly and I, we’re going to get some coffee and juice…” My mom scoops Carly in her arms. “We’ll see you later.”

  “Bye, Daddy.” Carly waves her little hand, and I reach to kiss her on her cheeks.

  “See you, Carly.” I grin.

  They leave, and Lily sits down on the side of my bed, watching me with concern. She told me how she came back to my cabin and I wasn’t there, and then she answered the phone and met my mom and Carly. And how they all came to the hospital, searching for me.

  She sighs softly when I take her hand in my own, and gasps when I lean to kiss her lips, gently.

  “I’m sorry, I left you alone that morning…” I mutter, looking into her eyes. “I thought I’d lost you forever when I returned home and didn’t find you there…”

  “I had to- to see someone before coming back to you… But, I don’t know if you still-,” She says, fixing me with her baby blues.

  “You’re my everything, Lily. I thought you left me for good, and followed you to ask you something, and ended up here instead.” I say, then kiss her hand, and watch her intently, “I need to know, Lily. I know it’s too soon, but I know what I feel and what I want. And I need to know if you want the same. Will you marry me?”

  She beams, “Yes!”

  “I love you, baby.” I say, brushing the side of her face.

  “I love you, Hunter!” She mutters, covering my face with smooches.

  My stubble is prickly, and my lips are chapped, but she doesn’t care. I give her a long kiss, and I squeeze her petite figure in my arms in one tight passionate embrace…

  Epilogue

  Lily

  Hunter and I, we are going to get married the next spring. I’m pregnant with our first, and he’s telling me how happy I make him every day. In our snow-covered cottage almost in the middle of nowhere, he treats me like his snow queen and I feel like one, too. With only difference that I’m not that bitchy and old like the queen in the fairy tale, and our fairy tale is definitely having our happily ever after. Carly is staying with us for holidays, and I’m so happy because Hunter is happy, and that’s what matters the most as he’s the love of my life…

  The End

  Strict Daddy

  Sample Chapters

  Chapter 1

  Skye

  I steer my sleek, pink sport car into the underground parking garage of Morgan & Halloway Holdings. This is where I’m going to leave her. She’ll have a nice home with luxury vehicles as her new neighbors. Truth is, she’s too posh for me, even tacky in my opinion, but my dad won’t take no as an answer. He just gave me the keys on my eighteenth birthday right before I was about to leave for college…

  I’m here to return his gift, because I feel too embarrassed to drive that car around the campus. After all, I went to college to study, not to party like I mean it. I turn the engine off and head for the private elevator.

  I’m too preoccupied coming up with a decent speech I’ll have to give to my dad, explaining what is wrong with his gift. After my parents divorced, dad moved to the city, and I haven’t seen him for a couple years. I think this is his way to make up for the time he was away. But it also shows that he doesn’t know me well.

  I’m shy and focused, and try avoiding all unnecessary attention. And yet I get it anyway. All my girlfriends think I’m a weirdo, but here I am, eighteen and virgin, and perfectly happy about it. I simply know what I want, and won’t give away my V card just to get it over with…

  That is, until the chrome doors of the elevator slide open, and I gasp at the sight of a man inside.

  Keith Halloway…

  A man too gorgeous and powerful to be true. He is my long-time crush, out of my league and utterly off-limits. Simply because he’s much older and happens to be my dad’s business partner and friend…

  As if stepping right off the pages of one of my sweet romance books, Keith watches me intently, and arches his brow.

  “Are you coming?” He asks leisurely, his voice husky, and eyes intent.

  My words stuck in my mouth, and I simply nod, stepping into the elevator. I don’t want him to notice that embarrassing betraying flush on my cheeks, and the way I hold my breath in his presence. I forbid myself to stare at him and to sniff the air hungrily trying to memorize his scent. A rich, sexy mix of sandalwood and musk… My knees become weak without asking me, and my- Well, my entire core is in trouble to give out the effect he has on me…

  “Which floor?” He asks me, ready to press the button.

  “Fifteenth.” I breath, and dare to steal a furtive glance.

  His chiseled features light up with a grin. “What a coincidence! I’m going there, too.”

  I realize he didn’t recognize me, and I feel bold enough to give him a longer look.

  I can act as if I'm older, and a very experienced temptress, ready to steal his heart away. That’s what I think when I smile again, and lean against the mirrored panel with my back. I wish I’d dressed as one of my sassy friends, but nope. I’m in my jeans skirt and sneakers, and my plain white tank top-

  “I’ve never seen you here before.” He says, his thumb on his jaw, as he gives me another long, inquisitive look, “Do you work here?”

  Then it dawns on me. This is a chance to be around him and even talk to him for the first time ever, and as it shows he’s not going to treat me as a little brat as he used to a couple years ago.

  I push my hair back, and say in a honeyed voice, “Actually, I’m here for a job interview.”

  “Are you now?” He nods, “And what position did you apply for?”

  “A- personal assistant-,” I mutter, trying to come up with whatever lie I can feed him next, when he grins.

  “Oh, I need one and can hire you right away.” He says, and holds out his hand to me, “I’m Keith Halloway,”

  I grin, “I know who you are. I did my research.”

  He leans in closer, and towers over me, “So, you should know my reputation, then?”

  I look up at his gorgeous face, piercing-blue eyes burning into my own, and feel a sudden wave of heat rush to my face. I shake my head, and mutter, “Well, not exactly. Enlighten me, please.”

  His voice sounds so husky, his rugged face so close as he says, “A girl like you, I could eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner, over and over again, that is.”

  I swallow hard, and take a shallow breath when he traces his thumb along the side of my face, finishing the invisible line on my lower lip. His brow arches, eyes take a darker shade on, “Scared?”

  The truth is, I’m pretty sure he realized that I’m fooling around and now he wants to scare me off. I take a deep breath and mutter, “I’m intrigued.”

  “So, you’re ready for the interview, then.” His lips curve into a little smile, and he takes my hand in his.

  The elevator dings, the doors slide open, and he steps out in a bright-lit hall
way. I follow him with my heart pounding like crazy; I’m so ready to find out what’s coming up next.

  Chapter 2

  Keith

  The morning was busy enough to drive me crazy, and I hadn’t had a single drop of coffee yet. Hence, I hadn’t even smelled its aroma coming my way as I spend several hours in a row in my office behind closed doors. I need a break, and decide to head outside for a walk and a double portion of caffeine. My assistant rescheduled one meeting for later, so I have a couple hours to rest and think.

  I hit the elevator button, and lean against the wall, waiting till I get to the underground garage. The doors slide open, and I forget where I’m going. Instead, I feel the sudden need to take another elevator ride up to my office. The reason why I change my mind is a young woman, so petite and innocently cute that I still, watching her, mesmerized.

  Her baby blues fly open when she sees me in the elevator, and she stills startled. I want to grab her in my arms, to feel her trembling curves against my frame, but I hold myself back. I need to make sure she knows what she’s in for, first. But, things change after a little lie slips out of the pink pouty lips of hers.

  She said she came for a personal assistant job interview, but I don’t remember we announced the job opening anywhere. That’s because we’re not hiring right now. But, she’s more than welcome in my office, anyway; I’m going to put her into a position in which I doubt that she’d found herself before…

  She looks intimidated and… intrigued. I love the way her cheeks turn pink and she lowers her eyes when I grab her hand. She doesn’t mind that I hold her hand, leading her to my office.

  “Please, sit down,” I make sure she sits in front of my desk, as I stand behind her.

  I stand so close I can smell her fragranced shampoo she used this morning, and her body scent mixed with cotton deodorant. I bet her panties are of pure cotton too, and I instantly feel hard and heavy between my legs. She has this effect on me, this little liar, and I can’t wait to question her properly…

  “So, let’s begin-,” I say, watching her intently as I sit opposite her. I keep my hands locked on my lap, trying to hide the growing bulge in my pants. “Your name is?”

  “Skye.” She says, and licks her pouty lips.

  “Very well. I don’t have your resume, Skye, but it doesn’t matter at the moment. I’m going to ask you a few questions. But, first, I want you to know about the rules-,” I watch her darkly, grinning. “They’re strict and you get punished if you break them.”

  She nods, “I’m all ears, Mr. Holloway.”

  “Rule number one: never lie to your boss.” I say, giving her a stern look. “Which you just did.”

  “I did?” She asks me, her eyes fly open.

  “Yes, Skye. You lied when you told me that you came here for a job interview. I was curious because I know for sure that there's no job opening in the company right now.”

  I pause, thinking about her opening, and this doesn’t help my growing erection, which I can only do so much to hide. I clear my throat, “So, tell me, why are you here?”

  She looks up at me, and smiles, meekly. “I- I liked you… I wanted to talk to you…”

  “You liked me?” I raise my brow, my lips pull up into a half smile. “And you thought that telling me lies was a good idea to get my attention?”

  “Yes- I liked your smile… It’s so genuine, and your voice. You sound so- intense…” she says, taking a deep breath.

  Now, that’s intense. I want to grab her in my arms, and make her mine right here and now, but I won’t. I can be patient and slow. Never sloppy and lazy when it comes to handling such a young pretty thing like her. She’s glowing with innocence; it shows in the way she chews on her lower lip, and her eyes fly open when I do or say something provocative.

  “Skye, do you realize that I can’t let you get away with your lie?” I ask her, my eyes narrow, as I let them slide down her pretty face, and lower to her little belly that is visible from under the loose hem of her crop top.

  I’m so hard as I imagine her cotton panties and what’s underneath that I can hardly hold myself back.

  “I- don’t understand-,” She bites her lip, watching me as I come down on one knee before her.

  “The consequences, Skye. Though, I’m not going to become your boss, I’ll punish you for wasting my time.” I say simply, and cup her bare knees, pushed together so tightly as if hiding the most precious thing in between.

  I know she’s precious, untouched and way too perfect for me, but I won’t stop. When I saw her in that elevator, I knew I had to have her. All for myself. Mine and only.

  “What are going to do to me?” She gasps, biting her lip.

  “Ever been spanked before, Skye?” I squeeze her knees gently, and watch her cute face turn pink. I like that blush, it suits her.

  She shakes her head, “No. Never.”

  “This is why you act like a spoiled brat now.” I sigh, then utter, “Well, I might teach you a lesson.”

  ***

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  Author’s note:

  I write about possessive and dominant alpha heroes willing to do anything to win their delicate women's hearts. My heroines are inexperienced and shy, but they trust and follow their men even when that means going the extra naughty, forbidden mile. Follow me, if you love reading sizzling hot and sinfully sweet romance with kinky love and a guaranteed happily-ever-after!