Punished by the Mountain Man

A Secret Mountain Man Steamy Romance

By

Vicky Bushwell

Copyright © 2017 Vicky Bushwell

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, organizations, actual events or locales is purely coincidental

Don’t break into a stranger’s cabin during a blizzard…

Don’t make yourself at home while they’re away…

Don’t fall asleep by their fireplace naked…

Don’t be surprised to wake up tied up…

The consequences promise to be surprisingly hot…

Contents

Chapter 1

Lily

The snow is everywhere. It’s almost night, and I can’t see much. But, I can feel the cold coming from pale snowy mounds on the road. The cold wind prickles my face and icy snowflakes stick all over me as one messy mush. My car is stuck somewhere on the road. I left it behind, and went searching for help. Soon, I realize that I can’t even tell where the road is as I’m completely lost.

I wade through the snow, each step becomes heavier, but I keep moving. There’s a vague speck of light before me, beckoning me. I only wish there’s someone who could help me get back on the road.

I still hope I’ll see Colby tonight. I wanted to surprise him, turning up on the door of his hotel room, but now I’m not so sure I’ll make it. He sure will be surprised to find out that his girlfriend went missing while he was away on vacation with his friends.

Colby likes skiing, and enjoys outdoors, while I prefer staying at home. I like cozy places and snuggling, and kissing is my favorite sport…

I wish we did more, but I’m not ready to take things to the next level yet. I’m still a virgin and Colby loved that about me at first. But, I think through time, he became distant because we never became really close.

So, I decided to get out of my comfort zone for once, and surprise him tonight. Only that it turns out I’m forced to make an unwanted stop in a secluded mountain cabin because of stupid blizzard that got in my way.

I’m glad I found that cabin before bears and wolves found me first. Now, all I need is a friendly stranger willing to help. Is that much to ask for when stuck on a blizzard night in the mountains?

The house looks very cozy with light coming from all the windows. I imagine a happy family spending their holidays here, and I hope they’d let me join them. I shake some of the snow off my hair and coat, and take a deep breath ready to knock on the door.

Nobody answers. This makes me try and peer inside though the gap between curtains, but still I can’t see anything. I check my phone. The battery is completely drained, and I’m in desperate need to recharge it. With or without the owner and with nightfall approaching, I need to get in there.

I reach to the door handle, and to my surprise the door opens. How strange, I think, but enter the house without hesitation. I like it even more from inside; it’s simply decorated in rustic style, yet looks stylishly modern. I instantly love the smell of wood, leather and wool that fill the house with warmth. It smells home.

The fire in the fireplace lit up the room, and it seems that the owner left the house not long ago. I’m too tired to guess what happened; I only hope they’d return soon. Well, hopefully not before I finish taking a quick bath. I dream of a hot bubbly bath, so lush and warm, practically begging me to soak in.

I’m not sure if the owner wouldn’t mind finding me in their bathtub, so I better be quick. I let the water running and quickly take my clothes off, humming some silly tune. Finally, I get inside the huge porcelain bathtub filled with rich lather that smells just divine.

I spend some time with my eyes closed, soaking and nearly fall asleep. When I’m done, I feel extremely relaxed. Things get better when I find a bottle of fine bourbon in the living room.

With a towel wrapped around my body, I pad across the room to the fireplace, and nestle in a huge armchair with a glass of bourbon in my hand. I instantly think that I could stay like this forever. I take a long sip and notice that the armchair is really big and it’s the only armchair in the house. Taking another sip, I giggle to myself imaging the owner as a big burly Santa, too kind to throw a naked tipsy girl outside at night…

Chapter 2

Hunter

I’m pissed. I went to meet my mom and dad who were supposed to bring Carly along for the weekend, and they didn’t come. They missed their flight thanks to my ex, Jemma. She always gets pesky when it comes to my turn to take care of Carly. I wish I could have her all the time, but Jemma won’t let me. She’s still playing the role of a good mother, and she probably is, but what pissed me off is that she always makes it super hard to send Carly over to me.

It’s good my folks live in the same city, and they see my girl whenever they can. They even fly her to my mountain cabin every now and then, and I can’t be more grateful for that. I don’t blame Jemma for leaving me, I only don’t get it why she agreed to marry me in the first place.

She knew my life was here in the mountains, and knew that I’d never move to another place… Everything changed so quickly after Carly came along. I guess Jemma was bored, or probably stopped loving being here with me. So, she took our girl and flew to her parents. She insisted that life by the ocean is the best for a child. Well, she’s probably right, but this doesn’t stop my heart from lurching wistfully each time I think what she did.

I’m going to reschedule their flight and meet them in a couple days if I’m lucky to book another ticket soon. I head for home, hoping for a glass of something and a good night sleep. I need just that.

I enter the house, and instantly know that something is different. Something has changed since I left, and I’m eager to find out what. The living room smells with something sugary floral, something that I’d never smelt before.

I look around and see her. As I walk up to my armchair with a young beauty sleeping in, my eyes study her lush curves and slick hair cascading down her bare shoulder. I recognize my towel wrapped loosely around her sexy body, one side slipped off her shoulder as she moved in her sleep.

She’s perfect with her delicate peachy skin, soft slick hair and lips so pink and full, begging to be kissed. My heart skips a beat when I lower my eyes and notice her full ripe breast with a pert pink nipple becoming visibly hard in front of my eyes.

I want to cover her up, and want to rip the towel away at the same time, exposing her before me completely. The sleeping beauty murmurs something in her sleep, and I still in place, holding my breath.

I’m too scared to wake her. I’m sure she’ll be scared if she sees me now watching her like that in her sleep. I touch her hair, gently, and then brush her cheek with the back of my hand. She’s still asleep, and I dare to trace my thumb across her lower lip.

She lets out a soft sigh and parts her lips, and I see her pearly-white teeth and wetness between… I kneel before her and notice that I’m bigger than her even when I’m down on my knees. She’s so petite and delicate, and I hold my breath admiring her features and curves.

There, unable to hold myself back any more, I lean in to plant a gentle kiss on her lips. She’s asleep, and that works perfectly for me, so I kiss her again. My hand slips down her bare skin and cups her breasts, slowly.

I shudder, holding myself back from kissing her hungrily when I slowly fondle her belly and-

I shouldn’t be doing this… This is not how it’s supposed to be… I know the proper way to show her how I feel about her intruding into my house and life without my permission. I won’t sleep tonight, and all the other nights if I don’t have her. All of her for myself…

I’m so hard right now thanks to her sleeping like an angel in my armchair. She doesn’t know what I got in store for her… She’s in trouble... I’m going to make her mine… But, first…

I plant another kiss on her lips before scooping her gently in my arms. I know what I’m doing, and she won’t wake up until I’m done with her. She’s going to love it…

Chapter 3

Lily

I open my eyes, suddenly. It’s dark in the room with only so much moonlight coming through the gap in curtains. This is not the room where I fell asleep. I lick my lips, tasting strong mix of alcohol and mint. And coffee. The taste is strong, bitter and so very manly that I instantly know how I got it on my lips.

I look around and gasp. I’m in bed, tied up and naked. I can move my feet freely, and I quickly cross my thighs, feeling vulnerable and exposed. There’s a man in the room. I can feel his presence, and after he turns the light on, I see him.

Ripped, muscled and hairy… He reeks with manliness and power. I gasp with relief, noticing that he’s got his pants on. That means he didn’t- Yet- Oh, my, I can’t possibly think of him becoming my first… He captured me in my sleep! I shouldn’t feel the way I do right now. This is wrong and I won’t let myself-

“You’re awake.” His deep baritone sends all sorts of shivers down my spine, and I jerk my head in his direction, swallowing hard. “You broke into my place.”

I take a shaky breath, and mutter, “I was lost in the woods… and cold… The door was open…”

“Still, you did break in-,”

“Sir, please, can we- Can you untie me first-?” I whisper, watching him, my eyes wide open.

He moves toward the bed, and sits on one side, towering over me. I watch his deep-blue eyes and feel the sudden need to sink within, transfixed.

“The answer is no. You entered without my permission-,”

I cut in, “I couldn’t ask for it, there was nobody inside.”

He shushes me with his thumb placed gently upon my lips, “Don’t interrupt me, girl. You know you should’ve stayed outside and waited.”

“Why don’t you put me there, then?” I snap, and bite my lip, looking up at him.

He gives me a smug grin, and says, “That’s fine with me if you don’t mind going outside naked.”

“This is how you treat your guests, then?” I mutter, my voice shaky.

“Oh, you’re not a guest, but an intruder.” He says, his eyes skim down my body and back to lock with my own, “A very sexy one, but still. I can’t let you go without facing consequences for what you did.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll have to pay for entering my house without my permission.” He says, and explains, “I’ll punish you for what you did.”

My face flush, instantly. I look away unable to hold his stare. My body responds in a more embarrassing way. There’s a strange wave of heat that rushed between my thighs, and I squeeze them tight to hide it. I don’t know why I feel that way, but I know I shouldn’t. Yet, his presence makes my thighs tremble, and my slit becomes suspiciously wet…

“I’m Hunter.” He says, watching me intently, “What’s your name, angel?”

“What do you care?!” I snap, trying to hide how I really feel, still struggling with my awakening desire.

“I need to know whose little ass I’m going to punish now.” He replies with a dark grin on his gorgeous lips.

I know he kissed me, as I still feel the taste of his lips on mine. Instead of being embarrassed and angry, I feel like I want him to do it again.

“I’m Lily,” I mutter and look up at him, “And I’m not the only wrongdoer here.”

“Really?” He tilts his head, his eyes narrow as he fixes me with his intense gaze.

“Yes. You stole a kiss while I was sleeping.” I breathe, feeling my cheeks turning red. “I believe we’re even now, and you should keep the punishing for some other time.”

“I had to kiss you. See, I wanted to check if you’re pretending to be asleep. So, I was right because you remember me kissing you.” Hunter explains, reaching to cup my chin. “Now, don’t you try to distract me, my dear. I’m still going to punish you, and when I’m done you’ll be begging to get another kiss, I promise.”

He’s such a big man. Huge. He’s intimidating. And he’s driving me crazy. His deep voice and intense gaze, they send my mind spinning around one thing; to get his mouth and hands on my lips and body, and I know I’ll let him do anything to me…

Chapter 4

Hunter

I watch her lying in my bed with her wrists tied up to the wrought iron headboard just the way they’re supposed to be. I want her there, naked, trembling in anticipation and… fear. My erection twitches in my pants, bulging against the rough denim, and I hold back a groan of animalistic lust.

I was waiting for her, I realize. All these years, dedicated to hard work and survival in mountains on my own, I was waiting for her. She makes me complete, and I wish she feels the same way. I know right now she hates me and… wants me more than anything, against her will.

I can tell that by the way she crosses her thighs each time my hungry gaze lingers on her perfect bottom. I bet she’s wetter than the frosty lake outside, and hotter than lava in the mountain’s depths. Somehow, she has this effect on me from the very moment I saw her, and I can’t take my eyes off her. Soon, I’ll have my hands and mouth all over her lush body…

She knows now, but she hasn’t seen anything yet. I turn away and walk to a dresser opposite the bed. I can hear her soft moan, and the rustle of sheets as she’s squirming in bed, straining against the ropes. I know how to tie a knot, and she will learn quickly there’s no way to escape…

Without looking back, I pull a long riding crop out of the top drawer. I know she’s curious, craning her neck and trying to sneak a glance at what I’m holding in my hands. I don’t want to make her wait any longer, so I turn to her.

“Are you- are you going to use this?” She gasps, her eyes wide open in surprise.

“Yes, I am.” I say, stepping closer, “I know you’ve never been punished before. That’s why you think that it’s okay to break into people’s homes at night… I’ll teach you a lesson, so you stop being such a little brat-,”

“Do it, then,” She utters, panting as her baby blues lock with mine.

She’s so deliciously sexy when she’s angry. I made her wait and she’s pissed. Her gorgeous breasts are heaving, and her pouty lips part as she takes quick shallow breaths, waiting.

I trace the leather tip of the crop across her lips, and move lower all the way down to her ripe breasts. She gasps when I whip her pert nipples lightly, teasing her. They become hard, sticking out like tiny cherries and I instantly want to pop them into my mouth one after the other.

I know she wouldn’t mind if I do that, but time hasn’t come yet. I want to make her sexy bits burn with desire… So I trace the crop tip lower to her soft belly and atop of the clean shaven mound between her thighs. She won’t open her thighs before me, so I return the crop to her breasts, and smack her harder.

“Don’t make me wait, Lily.” I utter, and she gasps when I call her by her name. “Spread your legs.”

She moans when I whip her a few more times, leaving the soft flesh of her breasts slightly reddened. I pretend like I’m going to reach between he thighs and part them with my hands, and she gives up.

Chewing on her lower lip, she spreads her thighs. Not much, but just enough so I can take a glimpse of the sticky wetness pooling between her silky bits. This is all for me, I know it. I suck air between teeth, holding myself back from burying my face in her shaky little slit.

I trace the leather tip right between her thighs, slowly, drawing a moan of pleasure out of her parted lips. She’s squirming when I circle her pert clit; the leather is too rough for her sexy bits, but this is how it’s going to be until I’m done with her.

I whip her pussy once, and she crosses her thighs, writhing. Panting, Lily strains against the ropes, her thighs pressed together tightly with the leather crop stuck between.

“Do you want me to tie down your ankles too, Lily?” I raise my brow, and she shakes her head, taking a deep breath.

“No, please-,” She moans, watching me as I lean so close that my lips nearly touch her own.

“Then behave and keep them open.” I advise her, and she quickly nods.

Panting, she watches me as I sit back by her side, my hand roaming across the inner part of her thigh, nudging her to open more. She obeys, silently.

I brush her skin with the crop, moving slowly and then whip her lightly again. She squirms, crying out my name. I’m so hard right now, I can’t resist it anymore. I set the crop aside, and grab her thigh.

“You do like it, girl,” I utter, and run my fingers over her sexy bits, scooping her juices with my hand. “You’re wet already… Do you want me to fuck you hard, girl?”

She whimpers, nodding. I look into her eyes as I explore her tight little slit, moving my digits back and forth, teasing her more and more.

“Please-,” She moans, and thrusts her bottom up to meet my hand, shivering in anticipation. “I- I’ve never-,”

I stop, and frown, watching her. “Are you- Ever been with a man before?”

She shakes her head, and sobs when I move my hand away from her shaky wetness. “Why?” She whimpers.

“I can’t be your first. I’m not gentle and all.” I explain, and look away.

“I don’t care.” She whispers, “I want you-,”

“Take a cold shower and shlick off-,” I advise, and she throws me a nasty look, panting.

“This is it?!” She’s so pissed, that I get hard again.

It’s heavy and painful because I know I won’t get off anytime soon. With her around, I won’t sleep, for sure.

“Yes. You’ll stay overnight, and I’ll take you where you need to be in the morning.” I utter.

“Untie my hands.” She says, “I’ll show you.”

I turn to her, my lips curve in a little grin, “Show me what?”

“I’ll show you how exactly I’m going to shlick off.” She utters, spreading her thighs wide, and showing off her two pretty little pink holes.

With a growl of lust, I’m between her thighs, and cup her knees pushing them up. I utter, “Why are you doing this to me?”

“Because, I don’t believe you’ll just sit there and watch me.” She bites her lip, clearly enjoying being exposed like that.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll love it.” I utter, as I grab her ankles with one hand, and pull my fly down with the other.

She’s in trouble, and she knows it. I can see it in her eyes as I whip my hard member out, and stroke it, rubbing my precum thoroughly all over the head…

Chapter 5

Lily

I’m at his mercy, and I love it. I know it’s so wrong what he did and is doing to me, but I want more. My body is aching for more. I’m going to explode if I don’t get what I need. And I need him. This huge, burly man is everything to me right now.

I don’t know why I’m so aroused, but here I am, soaking wet and writhing in need of his cock. He tied me up and whipped my pussy, and I want more. I just know what I want. Him .

The throbbing down there is unbearable, and I want to cry and beg him to fuck me hard. But, when he is ready to show me, I’m scared.

This is my first time ever. I’ve never been touched before, let alone manhandled like this. I’m so aroused yet I dread the moment he’ll stretch my tight opening with his enormous cock.

I just know that he’s huge. I can’t see it as he’s holding my legs up, but I sure can feel it as he rolls his heavy erection all over my pussy and ass. I’m scared of whichever hole he tries first, but I want it.

There’s something intimidating and darkly attractive about Hunter. I liked him the moment I opened my eyes and found myself tied up naked in his bed. And I liked him before I saw him, when I first entered his home.

It’s like I knew that I could trust him. That’s why I got in his bath and had a drink, falling asleep naked in his armchair soon after. I must face the consequences now... Well, my ass is going to face them, to be accurate…

I hold my breath when he pushes against the tight ring of my ass. I expect enormous pain, but he stops, panting. He rubs his cock against my openings, teasing me, then lets go of my legs, and leans in between.

He’s up on me. His hairy muscled chest is grinding into my soft breasts, his hairy nest at the base of his shaft is tickling my bare mound, and I’m lost. I bathe in his manly scent, and feel his heart beating in unison with my own. His lips touch mine gently before he sweeps my mouth with his own in a hungry kiss. I kiss him back, and moan when he pulls away.

“I’ll show you, girl.” He utters, his voice thick with raw desire.

Hunter slides his body lithely higher, and I think he’s going to untie my wrists. I realize that I’m naively wrong when it’s too late and he is towering over my chest. I want to squeeze my eyes shut at the mesmerizing view of his enormous manhood rising up before me, and I can’t; I don’t want to miss the view. Moreover, I want to find out what he’s up to…

Hunter takes hold of the base of his shaft, and watching me intently, runs his hand up and down his veiny flesh. His other hand is cupping my chin with his thumb rubbing my lower lip gently.

I part my lips and lick my lower lip, feeling suddenly bold and dirty; I want to taste his huge gorgeous cock right away. I want to show him that, so I wrap my lips around his thumb, and suck.

With a groan of primal lust, Hunter pulls his thumb out of my mouth, replacing it with his-

“You’re such a naughty girl,” Hunter groans, slamming himself in and muffling my moans.

He’s huge and girthy, and I savor every inch of his throbbing flesh, pushing further in and gagging me. I moan when Hunter pulls out to let me come up for air, and forces himself back in. My lips wrap tightly around his long thick flesh, and I moan around his girth, taking him fully in.

I want more. I want him everywhere, claiming my holes one after the other and taking me in every imaginable way. I want him to be my first…

My eyes well up with tears as Hunter gags me again before pulling out with a massive slurp. I lick my lips, still tasting his manly musk, and whimper, “Please- Don’t stop-,”

“No way.” He promises, and utters, pulling my chin close for a passionate kiss, “A naughty virgin like you deserves to be taken rough. I’m going to do just that.”

“Yes-, make me yours-,” I breathe in his mouth as he covers my mouth with a hungry kiss…

Chapter 6

Hunter

I love the way she writhes under my touch. And I love to watch her pouty lips clasp around my round head, taking me fully in her mouth. I want to make her mine, now. And to give her pleasure she’d never experienced before.

I’m between her lush thighs, nibbling the inner part, moving closer to her steamy little slit. She moans, writhing, but can’t do anything. She can’t push me away or pull me closer; I’m in total control of her pleasure as I tease and torture her sexy bits as I want.

And I want to do everything to her. She’s so pure that I want to explore every inch of her untouched body before making her mine. I bury my face in her wetness, and swirl my tongue all over, back and forth, repeatedly. She moans, jerking her bottom each time I hit her pert clit, and I want to work on it more.

Moaning, Lily squirms and strains against the ropes, but can’t do anything. She’s at my mercy completely. I work her little pert mound with my tongue, sweeping the tip all over it, making her moan in pleasure.

“Oh, Hunter- Please-,” Lily breathes, when I pull away to let her scorching bits cool down before diving back in again.

“I’ve just started, girl,” I growl, and plaster my mouth between her legs.

I suck her clit, and thrust two digits in her opening, slowly. She’s so tight that I can’t help a primal growl coming out my mouth, as I stretch her pushing further in.

She’s pinned to bed, and I make sure she won’t move her sweet shaky ass. I hold her thigh with my other hand and work her wetness with my mouth. My digits explore her tight channel, and soon I locate her sweet mount and massage it, gently, while my tongue works her folds from outside.

Soon, her shaky little bottom tenses up, and her cries of pleasure become louder and longer, and I know she’s nearing her top. And that’s when I locate her tight ring. She gasps when I start massaging her ring, pushing gently past with my digit, and working her wet folds with my tongue, fiercely.

“Come for me, girl,” I growl with need.

Without stopping my ministrations, with my face buried in her scorching slit, I let go of her thigh and reach to cup her left breast. I toy with her nipple, making her shudder in pleasure. She whimpers, pressing her thighs together with my head captured in between. I don’t stop as she’s undulating her bottom; her greedy pussy meets my mouth and she comes, crying out my name…

Chapter 7

Lily

I can’t stop shaking as my pleasure floods through me over and over again. My thighs are so weak and tremble from all the tension that he gave me. I want more. This is crazy, but I don’t care. I want his cock buried deep inside me for the first time ever. I want him to become my first.

He’s towering over me, positioned between my thighs. He grabs my knees and pushes them up, exposing my aching wetness before his eyes and his huge- I watch him, biting my lip in anticipation and fear.

“Time to make you mine, girl.” Hunter utters, as he lets go of one of my knees to grab his massive shaft, guiding it to my opening.

There, with his huge cock poised over my tight opening, I hold my breath waiting. It’s twitching with need in his hand, and he rolls it all over my folds, pushing them apart, stretching them to get to my slit.

I clench my walls, still remembering his strong experienced digits inside me, and can’t imagine having his huge cock in there now. He’s so massive, and so hard… He’ll stretch me too much and it will hurt, but I’m more than ready. I want to be taken rough and filled with his throbbing flesh to my brim… I know he won’t be gentle... He’s going to take me hard, and this is what I need now…

I’m still tied up with a burly huge man between my spread thighs, and I realize there’s no way back. He won’t stop, and I won’t even try asking him. I’m at his complete mercy, and I’m going to obey…

I gasp when he enters me in one thrust. I feel so full, and this is only the beginning. He’s halfway in, but I’m already stretched to my limits. I’m tensed up, and I want more. I want all of him inside me.

“It’ll feel good soon.” Hunter murmurs, pushing further in, and I cry out his name in pain and pleasure.

He rocks his bottom hard, feeding me his girthy shaft, inch by inch. It feels like he’s stuck inside me. He leans to kiss me hungrily on my lips, and stretches me even more. I kiss him back, moaning in his mouth. And then he rock his bottom hard again, owning me completely.

“You’re mine, girl.” Hunter breathes in my mouth between massive thrusts, and I cry out in response.

I’m pinned to bed under his weight and mounted on his massive shaft. I can’t move, only let him fuck me hard. And I enjoy every second of having him inside me. My walls wrap tightly around his pulsating flesh, and when he pulls out, I moan feeling suddenly empty.

“I can’t get enough of you, sweetie,” Hunter growls, and reaches to untie my hands.

I throw my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately as he rolls me over, bringing me on top of him. He’s still inside and stretches me even more when he sits upright with me mounted on his cock.

He leans to mouth my nipples, his hand on my waist, the other reaching behind me…

“Good girl,” Hunter growls, kissing his way up my throat and meeting my parted lips.

I moan when he grabs me by my thighs and rocks me hard, sliding me along his length. His thumb makes its way past my ring, and I moan overwhelmed by pain and pleasure flooding through me with his every thrust.

He’s going really deep, owning me, and I come shuddering and shaking in his arms. He catches my cries of pleasure in his mouth, and moves faster and faster, following me with a long groan of pleasure.

Panting, I kiss him back, and feel his pulsating flesh becoming bigger and filling me to the brim. Feeling happy and replete, I doze off in his arms as he’s holding me tight, my wetness mounted on his rock-hard cock…

Chapter 8

Hunter

It’s early morning, and I’m back home with some groceries for breakfast. Lily looked so peacefully asleep that I decided to go alone and surprise her. I want to wake her up with freshly brewed coffee and freshly baked pastry.

We spent half of the night making love like crazy, and the other talking like we just met. Which is true, of course. She knows about my life before her and that it’s never going to be the same anymore. She entered my life in her sweet and subtle way and I’m going to keep her forever.

I think Lily feels the same. I feel the need to see her and hold her in my arms again. The bedroom looks the same, but I already know there’s something wrong. Lily is not there. I sit down on bed, thinking. She probably left while I was out.

I can’t believe that last night didn’t mean anything to her. After all what we did last night, I can’t believe she left. I know she’s too young for me, and this life here is not what she really wants. But when I think of her eyes and lips, and the way she looked at me crying out my name last night, I know that she felt the same way I felt about her.

I want her back. I need to see her one last time. I get in my truck and head for the town nearby. I still hope I can find her there.

“Oh, Lily, where are you?” I utter, speeding up.

It’s snowing again, and the road is slippery, but I don’t care. I need to find Lily first. I need to see her and talk to her. I peer through the windshield at the mass of fluffy snowflakes swirling in the air like crazy, and try to see the road before me.

I’m too preoccupied, and it’s too late when I finally notice it. The curve is right before me and the approaching car is too fast. As in slow motion, I grab the steering wheel and make a sudden turn…

Chapter 9

Lily

My heart aches wistfully when I think of Hunter. We spent just one night together, but it changed my life forever. It’s too good to be happening for real. I’m sure we both need time to think. But there’s something else.

Something I haven’t told him yet. I must deal with it on my own. I left his cabin without telling him anything. I hope I’ll see him again after I’m done with Colby.

Yesterday, I wanted to surprise him by turning up in his hotel room, unexpectedly. I thought it was a good idea, and he’d be glad to spend the weekend together. He used to go skiing with a bunch of friends, and I always stayed home. I’m not that sporty and he’d have to babysit me instead of having fun with friends. This doesn’t matter anymore.

Today, I’m still going to surprise him. Only that instead of spending time with him, I’m going to tell him that it’s over between us. After I met Hunter, I changed. I don’t know why I liked Colby in the first place. And then it dawns on me that I probably never liked him at all. We weren’t that close; he never rushed me, and I hesitated to take the next step. I guess, deep down I knew that he wasn’t the one…

Now, I take a deep breath, ready to knock on his door, when something stops me. I hear his chatter and laughter behind the door, and then there’s someone else laughing. A woman. It’s suddenly becomes hot in the hallway where I’m standing, and all I want right now is to get away from here immediately.

I don’t want to see them, I don’t need that. I want to escape. Probably, deep down, I’m hurt, but there’s another reason why I don’t want to be here; I realize I want to be somewhere else. Somewhere where I belong, some place I can call home…

I turn on my heel, and hear the door knob turning, and it’s too late.

“Lily?” Colby sounds disappointed and relieved.

I can relate to the latter; him sleeping with another woman made it much easier to carve him out of my heart. I turn, though I don’t need to know how she looks.

“Megan?!” My eyes fly open, “Now, that’s fucked up.”

“No, it’s not. See what happens when you don’t pay attention to your boyfriend.” She points out, standing close to Colby.

“Yeah, or your friend. I should’ve noticed that you became too close lately.” I utter, but Colby interrupts me.

“I’m sorry that you found about us like that.” He says, his arm wraps around Megan’s shoulders.

“Yeah, like you were ever going to tell me.” I utter, indifferently.

“Eventually, yeah.” He takes her hand in his own, “Megan is all I need. I’m sorry that I stole your friend.”

“She’s not my friend, and never was, obviously,” I say, “You two are worth each other. I’m glad you hooked up, actually. I was about to tell you that it’s over between us, anyway. Thanks for helping me out with that.”

Megan snorts, but Colby’s watching me with fake concern, “You feel hurt. I understand that-,”

“No, I don’t,” I say, and give a little smile, “You know how I found out that it’s over, Colby? Last night, when I was on my way here to surprise you, I still believed that we’re meant to be together. For once, I wanted to be what you need, and what I’m clearly not. But I wanted to try. Until I met someone, and everything happened just like that. He’s the man I want to be with, not you.”

“So, you slept with someone else last night? My Lily, the all-time virgin had sex with a complete stranger, is that what you’re saying?”

“Uh-huh,” I smile again, “And it was amazing because the timing was just perfect. Something you’d never understand, apparently. You two, have a nice life together.”

I walk away, without looking back. I’m finally free. I don’t feel what I dreaded that I would. There’s no right or wrong, there’s just no more Lily and Colby. Finally, I’m going to see my man…

Chapter 10

Hunter

I wake up in hospital bed. This is just crazy, and my first wish is to rip all the tubes and bandages away and get out of that bed. I feel fine and don’t get why I’m here. Then, I remember.

The car moving too fast toward my truck, the slippery road and the sudden turn. And then my truck is falling, rolling down the snowy slope like a fucking snowball…

Lily… She’s my everything, and I need to find her. I lost track of time, but that need to see her is there, imprinted in my brain, engraved in my heart and implanted in every cell of my body… I want her back…

“Sir, I’d ask you to stay in bed.” The nurse walks quickly into the room, right at the moment when I’m about to get up.

“This is not the place I want to be at right now. I need to get out of here.” I tell her, reaching to the tubes attached to my arms. “Let’s pretend you didn’t see me leaving.”

“Sir, before you do anything, there’s someone waiting to see you.” She says, wearily. “You don’t want your loved ones see you harming yourself like that.”

“I’m going home.”

“You’re not ready, sir. Now, please calm down-,”

“I’m fine!”

“Daddy!”

“Hunter, son!”

“Carly, my girl! Mom!” I grin as a little bundle leaps off my mom’s arms and rushes to climb on my lap. “Wait- How did you get here? When-,”

And then I see her. Lily, my Lily is leaning against the door frame, beaming.

Mom turns to her, “Lily met us at the airport and then we all came here.”

I beam like I believe in Santa again. My Lily is here, and they just get on fine with my mom and Carly.

“Lily, I don’t know how to thank you for bringing them here while I was stuck in this bed like a giant baby…”

Carly throws her head back, laughing, and Lily smiles meekly.

She walks up to me, and says, “I’m glad you’re fine. I was worried about you so much-,”

“Well, Carly and I, we’re going to get some coffee and juice…” My mom scoops Carly in her arms. “We’ll see you later.”

“Bye, Daddy.” Carly waves her little hand, and I reach to kiss her on her cheeks.

“See you, Carly.” I grin.

They leave, and Lily sits down on the side of my bed, watching me with concern. She told me how she came back to my cabin and I wasn’t there, and then she answered the phone and met my mom and Carly. And how they all came to the hospital, searching for me.

She sighs softly when I take her hand in my own, and gasps when I lean to kiss her lips, gently.

“I’m sorry, I left you alone that morning…” I mutter, looking into her eyes. “I thought I’d lost you forever when I returned home and didn’t find you there…”

“I had to- to see someone before coming back to you… But, I don’t know if you still-,” She says, fixing me with her baby blues.

“You’re my everything, Lily. I thought you left me for good, and followed you to ask you something, and ended up here instead.” I say, then kiss her hand, and watch her intently, “I need to know, Lily. I know it’s too soon, but I know what I feel and what I want. And I need to know if you want the same. Will you marry me?”

She beams, “Yes!”

“I love you, baby.” I say, brushing the side of her face.

“I love you, Hunter!” She mutters, covering my face with smooches.

My stubble is prickly, and my lips are chapped, but she doesn’t care. I give her a long kiss, and I squeeze her petite figure in my arms in one tight passionate embrace…

Epilogue

Lily

Hunter and I, we are going to get married the next spring. I’m pregnant with our first, and he’s telling me how happy I make him every day. In our snow-covered cottage almost in the middle of nowhere, he treats me like his snow queen and I feel like one, too. With only difference that I’m not that bitchy and old like the queen in the fairy tale, and our fairy tale is definitely having our happily ever after. Carly is staying with us for holidays, and I’m so happy because Hunter is happy, and that’s what matters the most as he’s the love of my life…

The End

Sample Chapters

Chapter 1

Skye

I steer my sleek, pink sport car into the underground parking garage of Morgan & Halloway Holdings. This is where I’m going to leave her. She’ll have a nice home with luxury vehicles as her new neighbors. Truth is, she’s too posh for me, even tacky in my opinion, but my dad won’t take no as an answer. He just gave me the keys on my eighteenth birthday right before I was about to leave for college…

I’m here to return his gift, because I feel too embarrassed to drive that car around the campus. After all, I went to college to study, not to party like I mean it. I turn the engine off and head for the private elevator.

I’m too preoccupied coming up with a decent speech I’ll have to give to my dad, explaining what is wrong with his gift. After my parents divorced, dad moved to the city, and I haven’t seen him for a couple years. I think this is his way to make up for the time he was away. But it also shows that he doesn’t know me well.

I’m shy and focused, and try avoiding all unnecessary attention. And yet I get it anyway. All my girlfriends think I’m a weirdo, but here I am, eighteen and virgin, and perfectly happy about it. I simply know what I want, and won’t give away my V card just to get it over with…

That is, until the chrome doors of the elevator slide open, and I gasp at the sight of a man inside.

Keith Halloway…

A man too gorgeous and powerful to be true. He is my long-time crush, out of my league and utterly off-limits. Simply because he’s much older and happens to be my dad’s business partner and friend…

As if stepping right off the pages of one of my sweet romance books, Keith watches me intently, and arches his brow.

“Are you coming?” He asks leisurely, his voice husky, and eyes intent.

My words stuck in my mouth, and I simply nod, stepping into the elevator. I don’t want him to notice that embarrassing betraying flush on my cheeks, and the way I hold my breath in his presence. I forbid myself to stare at him and to sniff the air hungrily trying to memorize his scent. A rich, sexy mix of sandalwood and musk… My knees become weak without asking me, and my- Well, my entire core is in trouble to give out the effect he has on me…

“Which floor?” He asks me, ready to press the button.

“Fifteenth.” I breath, and dare to steal a furtive glance.

His chiseled features light up with a grin. “What a coincidence! I’m going there, too.”

I realize he didn’t recognize me, and I feel bold enough to give him a longer look.

I can act as if I'm older, and a very experienced temptress, ready to steal his heart away. That’s what I think when I smile again, and lean against the mirrored panel with my back. I wish I’d dressed as one of my sassy friends, but nope. I’m in my jeans skirt and sneakers, and my plain white tank top-

“I’ve never seen you here before.” He says, his thumb on his jaw, as he gives me another long, inquisitive look, “Do you work here?”

Then it dawns on me. This is a chance to be around him and even talk to him for the first time ever, and as it shows he’s not going to treat me as a little brat as he used to a couple years ago.

I push my hair back, and say in a honeyed voice, “Actually, I’m here for a job interview.”

“Are you now?” He nods, “And what position did you apply for?”

“A- personal assistant-,” I mutter, trying to come up with whatever lie I can feed him next, when he grins.

“Oh, I need one and can hire you right away.” He says, and holds out his hand to me, “I’m Keith Halloway,”

I grin, “I know who you are. I did my research.”

He leans in closer, and towers over me, “So, you should know my reputation, then?”

I look up at his gorgeous face, piercing-blue eyes burning into my own, and feel a sudden wave of heat rush to my face. I shake my head, and mutter, “Well, not exactly. Enlighten me, please.”

His voice sounds so husky, his rugged face so close as he says, “A girl like you, I could eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner, over and over again, that is.”

I swallow hard, and take a shallow breath when he traces his thumb along the side of my face, finishing the invisible line on my lower lip. His brow arches, eyes take a darker shade on, “Scared?”

The truth is, I’m pretty sure he realized that I’m fooling around and now he wants to scare me off. I take a deep breath and mutter, “I’m intrigued.”

“So, you’re ready for the interview, then.” His lips curve into a little smile, and he takes my hand in his.

The elevator dings, the doors slide open, and he steps out in a bright-lit hallway. I follow him with my heart pounding like crazy; I’m so ready to find out what’s coming up next.

Chapter 2

Keith

The morning was busy enough to drive me crazy, and I hadn’t had a single drop of coffee yet. Hence, I hadn’t even smelled its aroma coming my way as I spend several hours in a row in my office behind closed doors. I need a break, and decide to head outside for a walk and a double portion of caffeine. My assistant rescheduled one meeting for later, so I have a couple hours to rest and think.

I hit the elevator button, and lean against the wall, waiting till I get to the underground garage. The doors slide open, and I forget where I’m going. Instead, I feel the sudden need to take another elevator ride up to my office. The reason why I change my mind is a young woman, so petite and innocently cute that I still, watching her, mesmerized.

Her baby blues fly open when she sees me in the elevator, and she stills startled. I want to grab her in my arms, to feel her trembling curves against my frame, but I hold myself back. I need to make sure she knows what she’s in for, first. But, things change after a little lie slips out of the pink pouty lips of hers.

She said she came for a personal assistant job interview, but I don’t remember we announced the job opening anywhere. That’s because we’re not hiring right now. But, she’s more than welcome in my office, anyway; I’m going to put her into a position in which I doubt that she’d found herself before…

She looks intimidated and… intrigued. I love the way her cheeks turn pink and she lowers her eyes when I grab her hand. She doesn’t mind that I hold her hand, leading her to my office.

“Please, sit down,” I make sure she sits in front of my desk, as I stand behind her.

I stand so close I can smell her fragranced shampoo she used this morning, and her body scent mixed with cotton deodorant. I bet her panties are of pure cotton too, and I instantly feel hard and heavy between my legs. She has this effect on me, this little liar, and I can’t wait to question her properly…

“So, let’s begin-,” I say, watching her intently as I sit opposite her. I keep my hands locked on my lap, trying to hide the growing bulge in my pants. “Your name is?”

“Skye.” She says, and licks her pouty lips.

“Very well. I don’t have your resume, Skye, but it doesn’t matter at the moment. I’m going to ask you a few questions. But, first, I want you to know about the rules-,” I watch her darkly, grinning. “They’re strict and you get punished if you break them.”

She nods, “I’m all ears, Mr. Holloway.”

“Rule number one: never lie to your boss.” I say, giving her a stern look. “Which you just did.”

“I did?” She asks me, her eyes fly open.

“Yes, Skye. You lied when you told me that you came here for a job interview. I was curious because I know for sure that there's no job opening in the company right now.”

I pause, thinking about her opening, and this doesn’t help my growing erection, which I can only do so much to hide. I clear my throat, “So, tell me, why are you here?”

She looks up at me, and smiles, meekly. “I- I liked you… I wanted to talk to you…”

“You liked me?” I raise my brow, my lips pull up into a half smile. “And you thought that telling me lies was a good idea to get my attention?”

“Yes- I liked your smile… It’s so genuine, and your voice. You sound so- intense…” she says, taking a deep breath.

Now, that’s intense. I want to grab her in my arms, and make her mine right here and now, but I won’t. I can be patient and slow. Never sloppy and lazy when it comes to handling such a young pretty thing like her. She’s glowing with innocence; it shows in the way she chews on her lower lip, and her eyes fly open when I do or say something provocative.

“Skye, do you realize that I can’t let you get away with your lie?” I ask her, my eyes narrow, as I let them slide down her pretty face, and lower to her little belly that is visible from under the loose hem of her crop top.

I’m so hard as I imagine her cotton panties and what’s underneath that I can hardly hold myself back.

“I- don’t understand-,” She bites her lip, watching me as I come down on one knee before her.

“The consequences, Skye. Though, I’m not going to become your boss, I’ll punish you for wasting my time.” I say simply, and cup her bare knees, pushed together so tightly as if hiding the most precious thing in between.

I know she’s precious, untouched and way too perfect for me, but I won’t stop. When I saw her in that elevator, I knew I had to have her. All for myself. Mine and only.

“What are going to do to me?” She gasps, biting her lip.

“Ever been spanked before, Skye?” I squeeze her knees gently, and watch her cute face turn pink. I like that blush, it suits her.

She shakes her head, “No. Never.”

“This is why you act like a spoiled brat now.” I sigh, then utter, “Well, I might teach you a lesson.”

***

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