Page 6 of Mountain Man's Sleeping Beauty

“Yeah, Rylan met his wife when they were freshmen in college. They got married after graduation and they have a two-year-old son now. All of my brothers have kids so when they come out to visit, Uncle Kellan gets to spoil them while they get some time away together.”

“Why haven’t you married then?” I ask, extremely curious now knowing all of his brothers were married with kids. “Did you just want some freedom after watching out for fifteen years?”

“No, I’ve actually been lost you could say without someone to really take care of,” he replies, shocking me more as he smiles, his eyes running over me. It warms me even more, making my nipples harden and press against the soft fabric of his shirt.

“It became part of me to take care of my family after Dad died and they were my priority for a long time. When Carver was graduating high school, I had more free time and tried to date, but honestly, it was more of a chore than something I looked forward to after a while. I stopped trying to find someone about five years ago. Rylan’s wedding was actually the last time I had an official date. She tried to pretend she wasn’t more interested in what I could buy her than in spending time with me, but it became obvious that she was after things when she hinted she could use a new designer dress for the wedding when she saw the venue. I don’t have an issue spending money on or buying my family things, intend to spoil my woman as much as she’ll let me, but I don’t want someone looking at me like a pocketbook and not as their partner.”

“I…” I don’t even know what I try to say before he stops me with a soft kiss to the lips, a smile for me on his when he pulls back.

“I don’t mean you, Sadie. All I have to do is look at you to know you’re not going to go after a man solely to get money out of him. If you were, you’d have turned the tables on this fucker Jonah and told him fine, but you got final say on who could bid, and you got every penny over what you owed him as yours. Hell, if you were like most of those women, you wouldn’t still be a virgin to auction it off. You have the sweetest beauty there is. It’s understated and natural. A lot of men with money would be eager to throw money to get a piece of your sweetness, and you’d have used that to your advantage, instead of working yourself ragged to take care of you and your mom. Don’t ever think I lump you in with those other women. I don’t and never could,” he says, melting the last little shard of my heart that was holding back from this, from admitting that this really could be love.

“I’m no beauty,” I argue, flushing when his eyes roam hungrily over me.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Inside and out, and if you try to argue that with me, I’ll turn you over my knee and spank your sweet little ass until you tell me you were wrong,” he replies, and the last breath inside me puffs out in shock at how much those words turn me on.

None of the books I’ve ever read made me this hot, made me want to give up my virginity or even go out with someone that asks. One word from Kellan though and I want to be naked with him kissing and touching me everywhere.

It’s crazy but I like it. Want it. Want him. Want what I see offered in his eyes. “I think you says something about making a bed in front of the fire and getting back to other things earlier.”

“I did but if I do that, I’m going to take you, make you mine and you’ll never get away from me then. So be sure Sadie. I’m thankful as fuck to know you’re untouched as well…”

“As well?” the words fell out of my mouth, my eyes widening as I stared up at him sure it’s not possibly what I think.

“I was a late bloomer and while I didn’t intend to give my cock to one woman and one woman only when I was a teenager, my dad died, and I suddenly had other priorities. Now…I’m glad it worked out that way. Not that my dad died but that I’ve never been with anyone else. I’d never want another woman touching what was yours.” His words—holy shit his words were a balm I didn’t know I needed. A truth I wasn’t expecting at all, but I can see from his eyes is real, and it makes me want him even more.

“Show me,” I tell him, and with a growl, he lift me from my seat, carries me over to the couch and sits me on it, his eyes roaming over me intently before he takes a step away. It has my hand reaching out to stop him and he drops a kiss onto the top of my head, cupping my cheeks as he looks down at me with a smile. “You sit that sweet little butt of yours right here while I get things picked up and a bed ready.”

“If you insist,” I tease, enjoying the pampering even more when he settles a quilt over my lap and brought back another cup of coffee, putting it on the table next to me with a quick kiss after he cleans up the rest of the food and dishes.

“I’ll be right back,” he tells me, and I’m thankful for the blanket when he opens the doors, bringing a rush of cold air inside. He returns with a heaping pile of wood, filling up a stand next to the fireplace, and I smile, snuggling under the blanket.

It simply grows when he kicks off his shoes as he moves down the short hall coming back up with another towel that he uses to wipe up the puddles from the snow he brought in. It’s amazing—he’s amazing.

His jeans cling to his thighs when he squats down, stoking the fire higher, and I feel heat hit me down low. It certainly didn’t come from the fireplace, but it feels so good, makes me want to feel it every day.

Kellan makes a couple trips down the hallway to a closet, coming back with a stack of fluffy comforters and pillows. He tosses a sheet from the stack from the chair over the rug, then spreads out the thickest comforter, topping it with another sheet, and adds more blankets and quilts to the mix, along with the pillows. It’s a cozy spot that looks longer and wider than the loft and I don’t argue at all when Kellan comes back to me, picking me up and moves us to it.

“It might kill me but if you don’t want to go all the way tonight, all you have to do is tell me to stop, baby. Won’t say I might not beg for more of your taste, but I won’t do anything you don’t want, aren’t ready for, Sadie,” he says as he laid me down in the middle of the blankets. “Hell, if all you want is to curl up under these blankets and make out tonight, I’ll do it.”

“I think we’ve both waited long enough for this Kellan. I’ve never wanted anyone to touch me let alone kiss me until you. Now, I want you to keep touching and kissing me. Please,” I add, before letting out a sigh when he doesn’t hold back. He brings his huge body down to mine, and not even the slight chill of his skin cools me. It simply makes me want more. All of him, and I lift my head, stealing a kiss, hoping he’ll give it to me soon.

Chapter 6

Kellan

Fucking perfect is the only way to describe Sadie. From the sweetness of her looks to her taste to her needs, she’s perfect for me. She could have laughed in my face learning I was a fucking thirty-seven-year-old virgin. That all of my younger brothers have had sex long before me. She could have said I was lying to her about it all, but she didn’t. She looked at me, saw my truth the same as I saw hers, and now here I am, with her heavenly body under mine, her lips on mine, and it’s already perfect.

A soft moan slips from her lips as my hand roams up her thigh. Her skin is silk to the touch, and it simply makes me hungrier to discover more of it. My jeans constrict my movements and I lean up, breaking off the kiss for now to get rid of them. Get rid of anything that keeps me from her.

“Kellan…”

“If I’m going too fast, say so,” I tell her before kneeling to undo my jeans. I kick them and my socks off, before shedding my long-handle undershirt, my flannel discarded before I made up our bed for the night. My cock pulses in my boxers as Sadie’s eyes slide over my body, her little breaths quickening as her thighs rub together, and that makes the head of my dick poke out of my shorts.

“What about them?” she asks, licking her bottom lip and I say the hell with it. My dick wants to be buried between her legs in her delicious smelling pussy and if she’s going to freak out over my size, it’s better it happens now than when I’m seconds away from it.

I pushed down the top of my boxers, letting my cock spring out, and it stood straight up, pointing her way, honing in on what it wanted. “You okay, baby?”

“You’re so big…everywhere,” she moans, squirming more, and I crawled up over her, smiling when her legs parted, letting me between them without hesitation.

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