Page 9 of Falling for my Mountain Man

“Not much I can remember. By the time I turned three, she was out of the picture. My dad told me some things when I got older, but not much. They were happy after having me. So in love. And then, she met a friend at her mommy group that wasn’t a good influence. Next thing he knew, she was deep into a pill addiction, way over her head. He tried to get her help, but she fought him. Eventually she left.”

“I’m sorry, Hutch. That’s tough.”

“Yeah. She’s tried to contact me here and there over the years, sometimes sober, sometimes not. But I’ve made peace with it. A long time ago.”

“Your dad raised a good man.”

I stood. “Dance with me? Under the stars?” I held out my hand.

“Always.” Rogue slipped her hand in mine, and I helped her to her feet. I took her in my arms, and we danced on the back porch, to our own sweet music, under the stars.

“I can take you home now, if you’d like. I’m sure you need rest for your drive tomorrow.” It killed me to say those words, like a punch directly to the gut, but I had to be realistic. I doubt she would stay here for me. Not when she had a life at home.

“I think I might extend my stay.”

My heart jumped into overdrive. “Really? You will?”

Rogue nodded. “Maybe another week? I kind of like it here.” She threaded her hands through mine. We sat on the couch, a movie playing in the background, though I doubted neither of us saw much of it. We were too busy making out and being handsy with each other. “I kind of like someone here.”

“You do? Tell me about him?”

Rogue climbed into my lap with a sexy gleam in her eye. “He’s handsome, tall, dark features, a sexy beard, and lots of tattoos and muscles…just my type.” She shifted her hips, brushing against my semi hard cock, between her legs full of heat. Fuck, the things I wanted to do to her.

“Oh yeah? Just your type, hmm?”

“Mmm,” Rogue kissed my lips softly.

“Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about what I would feel like inside you.”

Rogue blinked, those gorgeous blues of hers darkening. Her tongue darted out and licked her bottom lip, turning me on even more. “I…I…”

“I know you have,” I grumbled. I grabbed her waist with both hands and pulled her body flush against mine.

I ran my nose down her neck and reveled in the way goosebumps spread across her skin.

So. Fucking. Beautiful.

“I’m going to take you to bed and ravish you like the sexy, tasty treat you are.”

Without hesitation, I stood and lifted her at the same time as she wrapped her legs around me. I carried her upstairs, kissing her as I made my way to my bedroom. I laid her down on my bed, like I had thought about all night, fantasized, jerked off to, and finally, it was here- happening. She was about to be all mine.

I stripped her of her clothing, piece by piece, tossing to the side as she grabbed at mine. My t-shirt and jeans were off in seconds, both of us left in only our underwear.

I watched with bated breath as she slowly unclasped her bra, her large, ample tits tumbling out like two perfect mounds of soft flesh. I buried my face in them, inhaling her scent, and tasting, oh so much to taste and devour. My hands played with them as my thumbs brushed against her nipples, my mouth moving back and forth between the two.

Rogue gasped and clutched at my hair as she thrusted her chest harder into my face. Soft moans escaped her lips, spurring me on. I moved lower, lower, over her smooth, fleshy belly, and down to her lace panties. I tore at them with my teeth as she giggled, but when I tore them with my teeth, she inhaled sharply. “Hutch!”

“I don’t play in the bedroom, baby.” I tossed the lacy shreds to the side and lifted her legs onto my shoulders, sliding higher as I lifted her hips up, her pussy directly in my face. It was glistening and smelled divine and I was a hungry, hungry man.

Rogue stared down at me, her eyes wild with desire. “Oh, my God.”

I grinned. “Get ready for me to rock your world, sugar.” Then I dived in and ate her out like the most delicious meal she was. Sweet and tangy, I couldn’t get enough as I fell under her wicked spell. I could eat her pussy for hours, the nectar addicting, and so that’s what I did. I didn’t stop until she became putty in my hands, loose and blissful with release.

“Fuck, you are so beautiful when you cum,” I said to her, my beard soaked with her juices, the biggest smile on my face. “And so damn delicious.”

CHAPTER SIX

Rogue