Hot Mountain Daddy: A Mountain Man Romance

by Claire Angel

  Brianne was last and she strolled around the rock around the water, looking over it quietly as she shot some pictures with her phone.

  Jessica found her after some time and they hiked around together as Jacob pulled out a nice camera to take some shots.

  We stayed a few hours, just enjoying the peace before I asked if everyone wanted to head back. This was our last guided outing and they had the following day to do things on their own. They seemed reluctant to leave but slowly headed towards the trail to return to the SUV.

  Brianne slipped into the seat beside me quietly and I watched as she looked at me from the corner of her eye.

  I drove us back to the inn carefully, noting that it was just past two thirty. I parked and got out, talking individually with the group as they thanked me for everything. I saw that this place changed them all in some way as it did me the first time I saw it. Jacob was last, letting his daughter gush over everything that she saw before he offered me his hand.

  “Thank you, Mark.”

  “I’m glad she liked it,” I smiled at the little girl as she spoke to Brianne behind Jacob.

  “We both did. I might have to come back out here.” His eyes were curious as he looked at me, turning his head to glance at Brianne. “Do you live in Montana?” I made a point of telling people very little personal information about me.

  “I do,” I replied, wondering if I understood the meaning behind the question.

  We made some small talk, and he walked away as Brianne gazed at me. I made my way towards her and watched her press her glossed lips together.

  “I had a great time.” Her words were soft and her smile weak as she met my eyes.

  “It isn’t over yet,” I assured her as she gazed around. “Come to dinner with me tonight.”

  “I… okay,” She told me after thinking it over.

  “What room are you in?” I questioned her as Brianne’s cheeks flushed pink.

  “Two twenty-six.” She said.

  I would pick her up at seven. Brianne was blushing as I moved to clean up the SUV from breakfast, turning to walk inside of the lobby. I saw her on the phone, huddled on one of the couches as she spoke animatedly to someone.

  Chapter 7

  Brianne

  I had to call Hallie as soon as I was in the lobby. I marched across the room to a couch and dialed her number, sitting down. My legs were weak as I played back Mark’s words.

  “Hey, Bri.” I smiled at her voice.

  “Hal. Oh, my God. The tour guide asked me to dinner tonight,” I told her softly as I glanced around.

  “The rough and tumble one you told me about?” She asked as I sucked in a breath.

  “Yes. I thought he was flirting with me earlier, but it was so hard to tell,” I told her how similar he was to Colton, in the beginning, the night that I met him.

  “I hear that.” Hallie agreed as she sighed happily. “A man like that will claim you, Bri. Even if it’s for the night, I’d go for it. You have no ties to anybody.”

  She had changed since meeting Colton. Hallie would have told me to stay safe. A man like Mark could crush me with that broad chest and muscular legs. Maybe even with something else and I giggled.

  “What happened to you?” I demanded before we laughed together.

  “You know what happened to me,” She replied and we continued to talk.

  I missed her badly but felt like something was calling me to stay here. It made no sense since the tour was over. We ended the call, and I yawned, deciding to take a nap before dinner. I headed to my room and dropped everything on the table by the door before I walked over to the window. I looked over the view, memorizing it for later as I turned to walk to the big bed.

  I slipped out of my jeans and dropped to the mattress, closing my eyes. I was hurting and tired in a way I’d never been before. It felt great to be so enlightened. I remembered to set an alarm on my phone before dozing off with enough time to get ready.

  I rose after hitting snooze a few times. I felt like I could sleep more until a bolt of adrenaline rushed through me at the memory of my plans. I sat up and brushed my loosened braids back as I gasped.

  I showered and cleaned myself up slowly. I shaved where it was necessary, even though I was terrified of the idea of him being inside of me. He might break me. I might need that.

  I got out and wrapped a towel around myself. I used some curlers in my hair as I did my makeup lightly with just enough to accent my eyes and lips. I knew from the way he’d looked at me over the last few days that he liked me without it.

  I walked to the closet and pulled down a sweater dress that flattered me in its shade of dark gray. I was going to pair it with black leggings and boots since it was cold outside. I returned to the mirror and undid my hair, running a hand through the soft curls. Once I was dressed, I spun around to admire my appearance.

  I walked into the main room and shoved some items in my purse. I heard the knock at the door, confident and short. I smiled as I looked that way, moving towards the door. I looked through the peephole and opened the door when I saw Mark on the other side.

  He was dressed in black pants and a dark blue button-up shirt with black boots and my eyes took him in shamelessly before I blushed. “Hi.”

  “You look beautiful,” Mark told me, his eyes raking over me.

  “Thank you,” I replied as I looked behind me. “Want to come in?”

  “Sure.” I stepped aside and let him in, wondering what I was doing.

  His room had to be very similar. When he closed the door, I shivered as I pressed my hands down over my dress. I looked at the floor until I felt his hand cupping my chin to raise it, staring into my eyes. Mark searched my face and I breathed in shakily as he stroked my face with his coarse thumb.

  He was more of a man than anybody I’d ever been with and my body ached for him as I stared back. Mark moved his other hand to cup the other side of my face and held me still.

  “I need to kiss you.” It wasn’t a question more like a statement of fact.

  I nodded as he moved forward, brushing his lips against mine so slow that I whimpered. I wanted more and I knew that he’d give me so much.

  Mark kissed me again and he turned his head to press harder, making me reach out to grab his shirt to hold on. Mark slid one hand down my body and gripped my hip as his tongue teased my lower lip, dancing over me.

  I opened my mouth and his tongue slipped inside, pressing against mine as I moaned. Mark controlled every bit of this kiss and I tasted his hunger in the passion of it. My nipples hardened against my lace bra and my legs trembled as I gave myself to him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

  Mark lifted me up easily, placing me on the table as he pressed between my legs. He pulled my feet around his body and moved closer, his lips claiming me as I clawed at his clothes. I couldn’t hold it back and forgot all about what we were doing tonight. I wanted him to keep doing this to me. Mark reached around to cup my ass and pulled me closer against his hard cock, making me pant with desire.

  “Mark,” I whispered as he pulled away from me. His eyes were intense with heat and he looked over my skin eagerly. “I want you.”

  He kissed me, lifting me at the same time. I was carried across the room and dropped onto my messy bed, staring up at him as he looked me over.

  “I need to touch you.” He reached down to slip my boots off, and I watched as he dropped them to the floor.

  His hands moved down to stroke my calves over the cotton of the pants before pulling them down with a jerk. I gasped and watched as he threw them onto the bed before telling me to scoot up.

  “Get back to your pillows.” He demanded with this seductive grin on his face.

  I moved, dropping against the pillows as I tugged the dress down.

  Mark climbed onto the bed and spread my legs with his big hands. He held me there before rubbing a hand over my lace underwear, making me cry out his name. I was wet, much more than I had ever been before with any other man.


  He slipped his fingers under my underwear and stroked me firmly, slipping inside of my wet folds as I arched my back. Mark’s large fingers stroked over me, finding my swollen nub as I closed my eyes.

  He groaned as he slipped one inside of me, telling me how sweet and tight I was.

  “Mark,” I moaned as he dropped over me, moving deeper as I bit my lip.

  He filled me, stretching me as I rocked against him, needing more. I cried out as I came, gripping his finger as I felt his mouth on mine.

  “Mark. Oh, God.” My world exploded into a world of white, losing track of everything for a fleeting second.

  When I came back to reality, I was staring up at Mark. He looked hungrily at me and I smiled weakly. “That was amazing.”

  “It’s not over,” Mark assured me as he unbuttoned his shirt.

  He dropped it and I took in his bare skin in awe. His skin was muscled and tan with a few tattoos scattered over his chest and I reached out for him.

  Mark unbuttoned his pants and let them slide down, his thick erection evident in his boxers as I sat up.

  I ripped my dress over my head, tossing it to the side weakly as Mark kicked his pants off. Mark dropped to the bed and moved towards me, pulling open my bra to bare me to him. His mouth was on mine and I traced his skin with my hands. He was bigger than anybody I’d ever been this intimate with and I memorized the planes of his muscles as our tongues danced together.

  He kissed my jaw as I closed my eyes, leaning my head back. His fingers stroked me, tracing my side before he cupped a breast in his hand. He stroked my nipple with his thumb and I grunted as he kissed me again.

  We pressed together as he pulled me against him, our chests pressed together. I was so small, and he was so large, covering me completely as he kissed me.

  I was breathless when he moved down my body, spreading my legs wide as I gasped. I felt his mouth against me, licking and sucking my already sensitive pussy. Mark ate me like I was a full meal and I tried to move in his tight grip. I knew I wasn’t going anywhere and closed my eyes as he continued to torment me. Before too long, I was cumming again. It was hard and long, and I whimpered loudly as he sucked my clit into his mouth, dragging out the orgasm.

  I was weak as he rested his head against my stomach, stroking my skin with his thumbs.

  I was thirsty for water and for Mark. I gazed at him as he moved to look at me and smiled.

  “I need something to drink.”

  Mark moved to get two bottles of water from the fridge in the room, returning to me as he uncapped one. I sat up against the pillows and took it from him, thanking him softly before taking a long drink from the bottle. He did the same and then I looked down at his still hard cock. I felt my mouth water and drank some more before blindly putting it on the table.

  I crawled towards him and Mark raised a brow at me as he pulled his hair back and up into that damn bun. I reached for him with my small hands and tugged at his boxers as he moved to his knees.

  Chapter 8

  Mark

  I watched as she pulled the last clothing from my body, gripping my large cock in her small hand. Brianne stared at me as she stroked me, and I groaned as her mouth moved forward.

  Fucking hell.

  Her tongue moved out to taste me and I closed my eyes.

  She felt great as she stroked my shaft with her tongue and then sucked my head into her mouth. I remained still knowing that she couldn’t take all of me; not yet and possibly not at all.

  I let her move at her own pace, letting out a moan as she moved further down. Her mouth felt great as it wrapped tightly around me. I slipped my hands into her hair, sliding them through it as I pulled her closer. Brianne gasped but kept moving, taking half of me in her mouth and moving towards her throat.

  I wanted to fuck her mouth hard. I wanted to cum down her throat but held back as I stroked her head gently.

  I knew that she would keep moving because I saw the hunger in her eyes as she crawled towards me. I sighed as she moved up and down my cock, tighter with each movement. I hadn’t cum with a woman in years and was aware that she’d drown if I let this go too far.

  I looked down at her wrapped around me, hands gripping my ass as I pushed her hair back.

  “Baby, I want to be inside of you. I need to fuck you.”

  Brianne stared up at me, her eyes wide and lips swollen as I took her in.

  “I know what you are thinking. Don’t worry, with a bit of patience, I’ll fit inside of you.” I pulled her up to kiss me, our tongues moving together.

  She’d cum twice, and I was so damn close to filling her mouth. I wanted it to be enough and didn’t have a condom for tonight. I never thought that I’d need it, not for this trip.

  “I don’t have a condom, Brianne. I haven’t slept with anyone in a long time. I was checked after the last time and I’m clean.”

  Brianne kissed me and I slipped my tongue against hers.

  “I’m on the shot. I’m clean, too. I haven’t ever had sex without a condom.” I watched as she gazed into my eyes. “You look at me like you’re jealous, Mark. Don’t you know that you’ll be the one I’ll never forget?”

  I hated the idea of any other man touching her and spread her thighs wide before settling between them.

  “As far as I’m concerned, I’m the only one you’ve ever had.” I stroked her with my fingers, finding her slick and hot.

  I wasn’t stupid. I knew that I’d have to ease Brianne into this. I was going to have to gently penetrate her slowly.

  She cried out, arching her back as she reached for me. Her hands scraped at my chest and nails stung my skin as I felt her grip me.

  “Fuck. You feel so good,” I groaned with this instant gratification.

  “Mark. Don’t stop.” She told me breathless and hungry for more.

  I paused to lean down and kiss her. Her mouth was open for me and I felt her tongue against mine. Her hands moved up and around my back, gripping my ass as she tugged me closer to her. My cock slid further inside, stretching her wide as we both moaned.

  Friends mocked me for not doing this for so long after my marriage ended. Nina had done me wrong and hardened my heart and I was convinced that sleeping with a woman was too much for me. They didn’t get it, but sex wasn’t something that I took lightly. I’d grown bored with one-night-stands after having just a couple, finding solace in my relationship with Nina. Her breaking me the way she did hurt in a way that I couldn’t express.

  I buried myself inside of Brianne, groaning at the feel of her heat around me. What the fuck was going on with me? I barely knew this woman, but I came here wanting her. The fact that we never made it to dinner didn’t matter because I wanted to end up here. I wanted to claim her.

  I heard her moan as I stilled inside of her. I pulled back and felt her rock into me, every sensation flooding me as I tried to hold back my release. She felt too good, felt like too much. Brianne kept moving with me and I rested my face in her neck.

  “It’s been a while. I’m going to cum but we will do this again.” My voice was a whisper as I jerked against her, feeling my body give into the pleasure. “Fuck, Brianne. You feel so damn good.”

  He nails dug into my back as she cried out, gripping me and coating me with warmth. I came harder, filling her as she pulled me closer to her. I breathed in the scent of her perfume and of the sex that filled the room.

  God, she was intoxicating.

  We rested together, breathing slow and deep as I closed my eyes. I was careful not to rest all of my weight against her, using my arms to prop me up until I dropped to my side and took her in.

  Her nipples were still hard as she reached out for me and I moved to suck one into my mouth. I could taste Brianne all night and not get tired of her. I was biting down as she whimpered and arched herself up to offer me more. I moved to the other one, hearing her chuckle as my cock pressed against her thigh.

  “Already?” She asked already knowing the answer.

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p; “I could fuck you senseless tonight if you let me. I know I want to,” I whispered to her as I slipped an arm over her waist. “I want you every way that I can have you.”

  Brianne gaped at me before moving to kiss me. We ended up with me on my back and her riding me as I stroked her nipples, hearing her cries echoing in the room.

  “Mark. Oh, fuck. I’m cumming,” She uttered as I felt her tighten again.

  I gripped her ass and drove into her a few times before releasing into her with a cry of her name. She dropped over me and I could feel her heart pounding against me as I cradled her in my arms.

  “It’s never felt like that.” She said with her fingers trailing down over my sensitive shaft.

  I stroked her damp skin as she recovered, doing the same myself. I was sensitive everywhere right now and grunted as she released me before falling against my chest again.

  “Are you hungry? I promised you dinner tonight.”

  “Do you really have to ask? I’m ravenous and not necessarily for food,” Brianne assured me with a low chuckle.

  Her voice reverberated through my body and I found her hair with one hand, stroking it.

  “It’s still pretty early and we could find a few places open. They also do room service here and the food is good.” I personally didn’t want to leave this bed and was willing to feed her myself if she stayed naked for me.

  “That sounds great.” Her voice was soft and addictive like my own personal drug.

  I explained that the menu was on the table.

  Brianne moved to walk over and I stared as she did, taking in her tight ass and thighs as she rummaged through the things the hotel left out for guests.

  Brianne found it and came back to bed, sitting beside me as she squinted in the light from the table beside the bed. I rose and read it with her, my hand tight around her waist as I breathed in the scent of her hair.

  “I like your curls,” I told Brianne as she groaned.

  “I’ll bet they’re a hot mess now.” She turned to look at me. “I spent all this time getting ready for you only to have it go to waste.” Her tone was joking, but I was ready with a response.