My Mountain Man Valentine (Wild Heart Mountain: Mountain Heroes #7)

7. Ethan

7

ETHAN

T here are tiny red bows on the straps of her bra and one nestled between her breasts, providing flashes of color against the black lace that houses her perfect breasts. The fabric seems too delicate to hold them, and the nipples press against the lace bursting to get out.

With Lucy’s hair falling around her shoulders and her wide green eyes free from obstruction, the prim schoolteacher is transformed into a pouting sex goddess, one I’m no longer capable of refusing.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I give Lucy one last chance to back out of this, because once I give into her, I don’t know if I can be gentle. It’s been too long since I was with a woman, and now one is before me begging me to fuck her. It’s stirring something inside me I thought was dormant.

In answer, she shuffles forward and straddles me. When her legs part to straddle me, the thin triangle of lace is exposed, the fabric barely covering her mound.

“I’ll beg if I have to.” Her eyes are pools of desire and her begging me to fuck her is something I need to hear.

I reach for a cushion and prop her ankle onto it. I can’t stand the thought of her being in pain.

I grab her hips and pull her onto my hard cock. Her eyes go wide and I’m reminded of how innocent she is, how this is all bluff and blunder.

“You have to be sure this is what you want, Lucy. Because I might not be gentle.”

She gasps, and instead of backing away, her hands grab my shoulders and she grinds down onto me, moving her hips in rhythm as my cock pumps up to meet her.

“I might like it rough.”

“Fuck,” I groan. This woman is too much. But before I lose control I have to set some ground rules, make sure we both know what the deal is.

“I’m not looking for a relationship.”

She swivels her hips agonizingly slowly. “Neither am I.”

“It’s just one time.” I slide her hips back and forth so she rubs against the length of my cock, making her moan and making me wonder if one time will be enough.

“One night,” I correct myself. “It’s just for tonight.”

She’s panting and breathless, and when I look at her face I realize how close she is already. “Fuck. Are you about to…?”

“One night, Ethan,” she pants. “I only want one night…”

Her words trail away as she rubs herself against my cock, which is leaking through the thin fabric that’s between us. If she’s getting off with layers of clothes between us, what will she be like without?

“I’ll sign a contract if you want me to…” She rolls her hips rhythmically, and her mouth pops open as her pants turn to little moans of pleasure. “Just give me what I need.”

I can’t think straight, but I make myself focus. “One night. It’s agreed.”

She nods, but her eyes are closed and she looks so damn sexy riding me that I grab the back of her head and bring her close to me so my breath grazes her ear.

“And you have to come for me like a good girl, Lucy.”

Her head jolts back, and she cries out. Her hips grind into mine and her body convulses.

Fuck me. The prim schoolteacher is a firecracker, and she just came with no more stimulus than grinding against my cock that’s still painfully in my pants. I can’t wait to see what she does when I’m deep inside her.

Lucy looks at me wide-eyed. Her cheeks are flushed a pretty pink. “I think I just…” She bites her lower lip, back to being the shy schoolteacher.

“Is that all you need, Lucy?”

She shakes her head and trails a finger down my chest. “No. Ethan, I’m still a virgin. Can you take care of that for me?”

Her pleading eyes and flushed cheeks are too much. I scoop her into my arms, and she gasps as I lay her flat on her back.

“It will be better for your ankle like this.”

My face is inches from hers, and I’m not sure where kissing stands in our verbal contract, but fuck it. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it properly, and I’m enjoying every part of her I can. I capture her lips in mine, and she opens her mouth hungrily.

She’s warm and soft and a little moan escapes her.

My kisses trail down her throat to her chest. I like the sexy bra too much to take it off, so I keep kissing down her body to her soft belly.

Lucy’s only asking for one thing, but I want to make it good for her. I want to imprint the memory on her so she’ll always remember the guy she lost her virginity to. I want to make this firecracker go off again and again and again. How the hell does a woman with this much passion get to be twenty-five and still a virgin?

“How have you never had sex with a man?” I trail my finger over the curves of her belly, and she props herself onto her elbows to watch me.

“I never met anyone I liked. It’s hard when you’re the local primary school teacher to get out for some fun.”

“Have you ever done this before?” I kiss her stomach, enjoying the softness under my touch.

“Made out under the stars?” She shakes her head. “No.”

“Have you ever done this before?” I slide my hand between her legs and stroke the damp, lacy gusset of her panties.

“No.” It comes out as a squeak, and she lies back down on the blanket.

I continue sliding down her body, kissing every part of her as I go. When I reach her mound, I nudge her legs open and kiss the delicate apex of her thigh.

“How about this?” My breath trails over her sensitive places, and she gasps.

“No. A man has never even touched me down there.”

It’s crazy how relieved that makes me feel. No one has ever been in this territory before. It’s all mine. Mine to take and mine to enjoy.

My dick lengthens painfully, but I want to take my time. We’ve got all night, and I want to enjoy her.

I pull the top of her panties down and get another shock. Lucy’s pussy is bare. Not a single hair on it.

“You did this for your hook up?” It comes out as a growl as jealousy surges through me. I don’t know where this possessiveness comes from, but the thought of another man looking at her bare pussy has my blood thumping in my veins.

Lucy jerks her head up and props herself on her elbows, staring at me.

“No,” she says evenly. “I did this for me. I always keep her bare like that.”

Fuck me. This woman is full of surprises.

She’s breathing hard, and it’s a damn shame she’s been left on the shelf for so long. If I’d known this sweetheart was alone with her hidden desires only an hour’s drive away, I would have hunted her down long ago.

“Do you touch yourself, Lucy?”

Her eyes smolder. “Yes.”

“Show me.”

She hesitates for only a moment. Then her hand slides down her body and over her panties. Her fingers press against the fabric where her clit is, and she moves in small circles.

Her back arches, and she tips her head back and her eyes flutter closed. God she’s beautiful. Perfect. I could watch her for hours, but this isn’t part of our one night contract. This isn’t what she needs.

I gently put her hands aside and slide her panties aside. They’re too sexy to take off. She’s wet and sticky, and her musky scent fills my senses.

I kiss her hairless mound, moving lower and lower toward her center.

“You don’t need to do this.” Her voice is husky. “It’s not part of the agreement.”

“I want to taste you.” I need to taste her, to bury my head between her legs and devour her. I can’t explain what’s come over me, but I’ve never felt desire this strong.

My mouth closes around her pussy, and Lucy whimpers at the sensation. Her back arches, and she clutches the blanket.

“Ethan...” Her voice is a whine, and I love the noises she’s making.

I sling her leg over my shoulder, so at least her ankle’s staying elevated.

Then I take it slow, licking and kissing her in all her sensitive places. I want her to remember this forever, the first time she felt a man’s kiss on her pussy. I want to make it so good that she loses her mind. I want to ruin her for whoever comes after.

As I lick her gently, I slip a finger inside and then two, priming her to take my girth. Her pussy sucks my fingers into her wet heat and my cock jerks in my pants, eager to feel her.

I pull her to the edge of release and then slow down, dragging her back as I slowly kiss her engorged nub.

“Ethan…” My name on her lips is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.

Lucy pulls my head toward her and tangles her hand in my hair. As I build up the pace, she holds my head in place and rubs herself against my tongue.

“Please…” she begs. “Let me come.”

This time I don’t slow down; I keep up the pace as I plunge my fingers deep inside. Lucy comes like a freight train. Her legs stiffen, and she grasps my head so hard I think she’s going to snap my neck. Her cries echo through the forest, waking the animals and rustling the trees.

When her legs go limp, I start licking again, slow movements with just the right amount of pressure. She comes again hard and fast, and again and again and again, until I’ve milked every orgasm out of her.

When she finally stops trembling, I sit back on my knees. Lucy is splayed out before me, her sexy underwear askew and her cheeks flushed.

“Satisfied?” I can’t stop the grin that spreads across my face when I look at her, her hair a messy tangle and her cheeks rosy, pink. But she only shakes her head.

“You haven’t fulfilled the contract. That was nice, but I’m still a virgin.”

“Nice?” I raise my eyebrows, because I lost count of the number of times she came, and calling it nice seems a little disingenuous.

She giggles, a lazy laugh. “You promised me rough, Ethan.”

There’s a challenge in her eyes, and if that’s what she wants then I’ll give it to her.

“You want it rough. You got it.”

I grab Lucy’s hips and flip her over so her face pushes into the picnic blanket. I pull her hips up, and she gasps as her ankle bumps the ground.

“Keep your legs up and open,” I growl as I pull her thighs apart.

Her pussy glistens in the moonlight, wet with her juices and my saliva. Her lips are swollen and deep pink and ready for me.

I pull my cock out of my pants and pull them off my legs.

My hand rests on her back, keeping her face pressed into the blanket. I’m dimly aware that this isn’t how her first time should be, but the moans that leave her lips as I rub my engorged cock head over her swollen pussy lips makes it hard to think of anything else.

Raw, wet heat emanates from her as I glide through her folds. I mean to tease her for a while, make her beg me to enter her, but as I roll my cock around her pussy entrance, Lucy jerks her hips back and my tip slides inside, and I’m enveloped in sticky heat as she encloses around me.

“Fuck!” I call out as she cries out at the same time. I grab her hips and hold on before I lose it entirely.

Lucy turns her head to look at me, and her hair is plastered to her face with sweat and her eyes are wide and wild. “Please…”

Her sentence is cut off by an ear shattering yowl. The bobcat.

Lucy wiggles out from underneath me as the cat screeches again.

“It’s the bobcat.” I keep my voice calm as I scan the dark tree line, trying to pinpoint the direction of the cat.

I’m not taking any chances, and I’m not letting a damn cat get in the way of claiming Lucy.

I get to my feet, and crouching down, help Lucy up. She winces as her ankle hits the ground, and then I hoist her up over my shoulder and carry her into the cabin.