Page 20 of Auctioned to the Mountain Man

He slowly enters me and stops a few inches in. His hand pats me on my lower belly. “Breathe.”

I let out a whoosh of air, and at the same time, he plunges into me in one big thrust. He fills me up. The pain is quick and swift, but I don’t dwell on it. My eyes are glued to his, and he’s watching me. He knows the instant I want more because he slowly starts to move inside me. In and out, he glides through my swollen, slick core.

It’s too much. All of it is too much, and I clench my eyes shut as he gyrates in and out of me. My eyes pop open when he stops. “Don’t—”

He cuts me off as he hovers over me. “I don’t want to stop, but I need your eyes on me, Maggie.”

I nod, and without blinking, I stare up at him.

It’s like the look he’s giving me is a whole story. In his eyes, I see everything he’s wanting to say to me but doesn’t put the words to. His hands grip my hips, and he pulls me up, hitting me in a different spot. My whole body responds to the pleasure that erupts inside me. My nails dig into his arms as he thrusts in and out of me. “Yes, oh fuck, Ben, yes.” I scream gibberish to him, but it’s like I can’t form a coherent thought. I’ve never felt pleasure like this, and I don’t want it to stop.

He’s relentless as he drives into me. “Come for me, Maggie. Come on my cock.”

The dirty words he’s grunting at me along with the way his rod hits me in just the right spot puts me over the edge, and I do what he asks. My pussy spasms, clenching him as he erupts inside me with a loud bellow.

He falls down on top of me, and I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding him to me. He tries to wrench free and pull some of his weight off me, but I don’t let him. “No, don’t move yet.”

He leans back enough to look at my face. “I need to clean you up. And you’re going to be sore.”

I rub my nose along his cheek with a sigh. “It was worth it.”

I feel his cheek widen with a grin. “Fuck yeah, it was.”

We both catch our breaths, lost in thought and wrapped in each other’s arms. He reluctantly pulls out of me, and I grimace at the brief bout of pain. I thought I could hide my discomfort, but he notices it right away.

He grabs on to my arm and lifts me up into a sitting position. “Shower, let’s go.”

I want nothing more to curl up in his bed, but a hot shower is probably what I need right now. I follow him into the bathroom, and insecurity hits me in the face. After we shower, is he going to take me home? We didn’t talk about afterward. Heck, we really didn’t talk a lot about what’s next, but I know that I don’t want to ruin what we have going right now. Nope, I’m going to just enjoy it and see where the night takes us.

I let out a loud yawn. “I’ll have to put my same clothes back on. I didn’t pack a lot.”

He turns on the shower and lets it hit his hand while he tests the temperature. When it’s warm enough, he grabs me and helps me in. As soon as the hot spray hits my body, I groan. His breath is right next to my ear. “You don’t need any clothes. I plan on keeping you naked the rest of the weekend.”

I lean into him. “I like the sound of that.”

He tips my chin up and searches my eyes. “We should probably talk about the fact that I didn’t use a condom. I’m clean.”

I gulp because I can’t believe I didn’t think about that. I’ve always been the responsible one. Heck, I have a brand-new box of condoms in my bag that I bought and brought with me, and I didn’t even think to use them. He knows I’m clean. I wouldn’t have been able to do the auction otherwise, so the only thing we have to worry about is pregnancy. I try to calculate in my head, but it’s worthless. Right now, nothing is computing. “I didn’t think—”

He shrugs and pulls me into his arms. “It’s okay. I wouldn’t have wanted to wear a condom anyway, Maggie. I don’t want anything between us. All I want to feel is you.”

I push the thought of pregnancy to the back of my brain. I know I should be worried, but I can’t bring myself to be right now. Nope, all I can think about is how good it feels to be wrapped in his arms.

I lean my head against his chest. “You think I can sleep with you tonight, Ben?”

He rests his chin on the top of my head. “In my arms, in my bed is where I want you, Maggie.”

I let out a satisfied sigh as he puts soap on his hands and starts to clean me. A girl could get used to this.

Ben

There’s no way I can let her go.

The weekend is over, and tomorrow she plans to leave here and go to work. She has some kind of event tomorrow night for the mayor, and all I can think is the fact that I can’t let her go. I don’t want to.

“Do you like your job?”

She looks up at me with a smile. “You mean do I like working for you at Moonshine Distilleries?”

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