Page 7 of Trouble for the Mountain Man

His fingers move within me, making me moan as I cling to his shoulders and he kisses me with hungry passion.

I reach for his jeans zipper. Needing more of him. More turned on than I have ever been before I want to feel his cock in my hands. I want to feel him on top of me, inside of me.

I whisper into Aidan’s ear. “I’m ready.”

He grins as he plants little kisses on my shoulder. “Not yet, I’m not done exploring.”

He gazes his teeth over a sensitive spot and I almost buck off the table.

I need him. Now.

“Aidan. I need your cock. I want you to fuck me now. I want you to fuck me hard.”

I don’t know where those words came from. I have never said that to a man before. But I watch as his eyes darken and I swear I feel his cock harden under his pants.

He pulls me to him. Kissing me hard as his big hands squeeze my ass, grinding me against his cock. That is what I need. In seconds he has his pants undone and lifting me, holding me tight, he turns us and slams my back against the wall. In position, my legs wrapped around his hips, he pushes into me slowly.

Fuck. His cock is huge. Maybe this was a mistake. I squeeze my eyes shut and bit my lip. But it feels so fucking good. I stretch for him. Making room for his extra size. Loving the fullness of him inside of me.

“Fuck, Hazel, watching you take my cock is enough to make me cum.”

I open my eyes at those growled words to find him staring at me.

“Don’t do that. I still need you to fuck me hard.”

Chapter 6

Aidan

Holy fucking hell!

I have to hold on as everything in me rushes to my cock and I feel like I’m going to explode.

Who in hell could have told this woman she is not sexy. She is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Her body, the sweet pink lips, the way her tongue moves when she talks, her thick thighs wrapped around my body, her tight little pussy, every single thing.

Damn it, I’m trying not to cum.

Gathering all my strength I move within her but her moans of pleasure almost send me over the edge. Thank God she begged for it hard. That’s exactly what she is going to get.

I thrust in deep, needing to be as one with her. The force of my thrusts bounce her up and down on my cock. Her tits bouncing around in front of my face making me want to do this with her forever.

I move us to the floor. She is begging for more and I want to ride her as deep as possible. She is so hot and wet and tight. It feels so fucking good. I want her to have all of me. The whole length of my cock. It’s rough. Raw. Animalistic.

But I swear to myself that later I’m going to take my time. Later I’m going to eat her out and have her scream out her pleasure. Later we can laugh and tease but right now there is an urgency riding us both. She needs this. Fuck. I need this. It’s been so long I can’t even remember. But never like this.

I drive into her hard and fast, needing to see her cum before I can let go. I put my thumb to her clit and she grips me tight, her hips raise off the ground as she yells out my name and her pussy tightens around my cock. My body shakes trying to hold on. Just one, two more thrusts. Then I explode into her. Filling her up with my seed. The release is so strong I have to hold onto her as it shakes my body. I hold her to me for a good minute, stunned at the power of our love making.

Later in the bedroom she let me love her slowly. Exploring. Turning her body in my hands and getting to know all her sensitive spots. I love the way she moans. I love the way I can make her laugh even when we are both crazy with desire. And I love the way it feels when I release my seed into her. I hold her to me as she drifts off to sleep. I realise I want us to stay here like this forever.

Her sweet, curvy ass pressed up against me.

I want to see her smile in the morning. I want to have her pottering around as I work. With her soft little humming and cute frown of concentration.

But how could I keep a woman like Hazel up here in the mountains? I get the feeling that she has been like a wilting plant but whatever changed in her life she is just starting to bloom.

With a little self confidence I am sure she could do anything she set her mind to. She is smart and brave and amazing. Asmuch as I might want to keep her here with me, it would be selfish. I made a choice to live up here alone on the mountain for my work. I can’t expect someone like Hazel to give up on her dreams. A woman like Hazel would soon get bored up here. She is too smart to just sit around watching me work.

There is a dull ache in my heart as my thoughts whirl. I hold her sleeping body close to me. Planting little kisses on her shoulder. I try to savour the memory of this. The smell of her hair, the warmth of her body. Because I know that in the morning I will have to send this amazing woman away.

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