Mountain Man's Secret Baby

by Lauren Wood

  “Are you sure?”

  His jaw tightened and I could tell that he wasn’t happy talking about it. I wanted to know more, was dying to know the full story, but I was going to have to put it off. It wasn’t time for me to know everything. One day, maybe.

  “Yeah I am sure Carol. What time is it?”

  I looked over at the clock and told him. “Why, are you leaving?”

  “I do have a meeting with an important person.”

  “Marcus?”

  “No. Marcus just helped me out last night. I need to go see his boss. I’m going to be late.”

  “I was hoping you would stay a little longer. I haven’t had the chance to thank you properly.”

  David stopped sitting up and looked at me with those hungry eyes of his. “Properly?”

  His mind went where I wanted it to go. I loved the fact that a man like him was so turned on by me. It had been months since he had touched me, but neither one of us had forgotten the other. I knew that I hadn’t and by the way he looked at me then, I knew that he hadn’t as well. He remembered quite well and so did I. That was what pushed me on, giving me the courage to go after what I wanted.

  “Yes, it seems like you went through an awful lot of drama for me. I was thinking that maybe I could do something for you?”

  I lifted up and straddled his thighs. I could feel the captured hardness underneath me and luxuriated in the groan from below. “Can you think of anything that you would like me to do for you? Anything that would make you feel better?”

  His hands instantly went to my hips and crushed me down on top of him. I gasped at the pressure exerted on my mons. It felt like he was trying to rip through the clothing to get to me and I had to giggle from his exuberance. “Take your bottoms off or I am going to.”

  I stood up over him and got undressed as quickly as I could in that situation. He was looking at me with those dark eyes and I was unable to stop the need that filled me. God, I wanted him so badly and there wasn’t a reason to stop myself now. I had wanted him since the next morning after the wedding. I had told myself that he wasn’t good enough, too rough, but in the end he was exactly what I needed.

  His glare darkened when I pulled my panties off. All of the bravado that I had before was dissipating rather quickly. When his hands tried to pull me down, I sidestepped him so that he couldn’t take control. I wanted control, or I wanted to pretend that I was in control for a little while at least.

  “Come here Carol.”

  I lowered myself back down on him and rubbed against him, pushing myself down to his hard body. I was ready, maybe as ready as he was, but I wanted to draw it out. Leaning down I kissed him and he grabbed my hips, pressing me down harder on him.

  Finally David lifted me up enough to get one of his hands between us and started pulling on his jeans. The zipper moved and then the fabric gave way to what it was that he wanted. When I moved back down on top of him, he slid inside of me and we both stopped. David had been pushing for me to go faster moments before, but now he was watching me like a hawk. It felt perfect to have him inside of me again, like he was made for me.

  The further down I sat, the more stretching I felt. He was so thick that it was hard to maintain my composure. He just felt too good.

  “God, I have missed this.”

  I had to, but I didn’t agree with him. Instead I started moving slowly, ignoring the pleasure rippling through my body with each movement. I was barely moving on top of him and I was overwhelming myself with his length. Slowing down, I could feel the way his scratchy hair rubbed against my clit. I didn’t have to do much of anything but squeeze and slide on him just a little to push myself to the edge.

  Calling out his name, my eyes closed to the wave of pleasure and I whimpered when I felt him grab my hips, grinding me down. He pulled out almost all the way and slammed back into me, making me cry out even louder. This time we weren’t at a wedding and I was able to make all of the noise that I wanted. And I did, for a long time as he surged in over and over again from the bottom.

  “Kiss me Carol.”

  I did as he asked, not even thinking about who had control anymore. It was painfully obvious that it wasn’t me. When I moved down to kiss him, I just pressed more of him inside of me, feeling him bottom out in my depths. I whimpered into his mouth as we kissed.

  “Put your arms around my neck.”

  Again I just complied. I didn’t have enough brain power to do much more than that. Another wave of pleasure crashed over me and I was lost to it all. I could feel my body wanting to collapse, not caring who was underneath me.

  “I can’t David.”

  It took too much energy to come like that and I literally didn’t have the power to keep going. He was still pumping me from underneath, but I was no longer helping him or meeting his thrusts. I just couldn’t. Breathing was too much to focus on at the same time. He was too much and I collapsed on top of him.

  “You don’t get out of it that easily Carol.”

  Flipping me onto my back, it felt like he never even left me. So quickly he was back on top of me and back inside of me. It felt instantaneous. It felt so right.

  David propped by calves up on his shoulders and I jerked with the new depth of the move. He was relentless, deep, hard and fast. This was the man I remembered, the one that had made sure that I never forgot him. How could I?

  “Look at me Carol.”

  He was full of commands, while I just hung on for dear life. I moved my gaze to him. He looked so determined and I moved to touch his face. He was more than just a one night stand. David had become my savior.

  “I’m looking at you David. But not for long.”

  Another wave of pleasure went through me and without him even slowing down, he prolonged it until my hands were trying to push him off of me. I was coming so hard it physically hurt.

  David said my name, making my eyes open. We locked gazes about the time he made one last thrust forward and stopped. The hot need from him was scorching to my bruised insides. I whined with the sting and tried to move away, but he wasn’t having it. David wasn’t done with me yet, even if I was done.

  “That was one hell of a thank you Carol.”

  He was throbbing and jerking inside of me, making me gasp and hiss. It took me a couple of moments to answer him. “Just wanted to make sure that it was proper.”

  “Not proper at all, just the way I like it. I have wanted to do that as soon as I got back to Chicago. I have thought about you a lot the last few months.”

  “I have thought of you too.”

  “You didn’t seem too eager when I came to see you before. Going on about a boyfriend.”

  “Things change.”

  “Why, because the suit was the one that went crazy?”

  “No, I think it is because I realized that I love being with you. I don’t know why this works, it shouldn’t, but it does. We are so different, but maybe that is the way it is supposed to be.”

  Chapter 15

  David

  “Lucas will see you now David.”

  Marcus looked a little nervous, but I wasn’t going to take his cue. After everything that I had been through, there wasn’t much of anything that I was actually afraid of. The only thing that I was afraid of was to lose what I had. Carol was mine and I couldn’t fathom losing her, not for anything. It had been almost a week that I stayed over at her place and even less time that we were actually out of bed. She didn’t want me to go and that was reason enough for me.

  I moved into the room that Lucas used as an office. Last meeting was done in one of his establishments. This time it felt more secluded and I still didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Was I just walking into another trap because of what I had done to one of his men? I knew it was a possibility.

  “Thanks for seeing me Lucas.”

  “It has been hard to get a hold of you. I was looking for you a week ago.”

  “Had to get back in fighting form, so I took a cou
ple of days off.”

  “I think you were doing fine when you got out of the hospital. It doesn’t seem like you took much time before you were out in the streets causing mayhem.”

  He was talking about Leo and everything that had happened with him. I wasn’t going to tell him everything that happened, but I knew that Marcus had. He worked for Lucas after all, not me.

  “Had to take care of a few things. Up north we like to retaliate right away.”

  “I have always liked to let someone sit and stew a little while first.”

  “I guess I don’t have the patience for all of that.”

  “No, I guess you don’t.”

  I wasn’t sure if he was mad or not. It didn’t seem like he was, but I couldn’t tell. I didn’t know Lucas, about as much as he didn’t know me. At the end of the day, I had made things harder for him when I got rid of his men. It had to be done, that much I know, but I had to wonder if there would have been a better way. I should have talked to him first before I started stomping heads, but it was too late for that now.

  “Have you thought about my offer?”

  “I didn’t know if it was still on the table.”

  “Why, because of what you did to Leo, Brauns, Keith and Javone?”

  “There was a couple more.”

  Lucas chuckled. “Yeah, but they aren’t with me, so they don’t count.”

  “Oh.” What else was I supposed to say?

  “Yes the offer is still on the table. Leo was on his way out and the rest weren’t much help. I need someone like you more than I need someone like them.”

  “Good, then I will take it.”

  “Are you going to be able to abide by my rules?”

  “What are they?”

  “Pretty standard, but one that you might have a problem with is coming to me first before making a big play like that. You caused a lot of damage and I don’t want the cops sniffing around. We like to keep things quiet.”

  “It was brought to my door, so I had to take care of it.”

  “You should have come to me first.”

  I nodded my head in agreement. I knew that I should have, it was a sign of respect, but I couldn’t. “Things happened pretty fast and I didn’t think about it.”

  Lucas sat back in his seat. “I just don’t want a rogue man working for me. We do things together and you get my okay.”

  “I don’t see that happening again.”

  “After what you did to them, I think not.” He was smiling and I was going to take that as a good sign. The last thing I wanted to do was make him angry. He was the boss of a big gang, not someone that I wanted against me. It had turned out the best way that I know how.

  “I just did what I had to.”

  “No, I heard about it all. Marcus has never been one to get spooked.”

  “I spooked him?”

  Lucas looked towards the closed door. “Yeah you did. He is my nephew and I want him to be fearless, but I did tell him some fear is good. It keeps us alive.”

  I didn’t know what to say. Lucas was getting off topic and before long we were back to the job that I had agreed to. It wasn’t that hard to figure out what it was he wanted me to do. He wanted someone to get their hands dirty for him and I have never had a problem with that.

  “You do for me, what you did for you and I will make you a wealthy man. I know that having you around, things are going to change pretty quick.”

  “Are you having troubles?”

  “Marcus tries, but he needs someone with him, someone that can teach him a thing or two.”

  “That is what you want me to do?”

  “You already are and you have some integrity. That is who I want my nephew working with. It would be good for both of us. You get a bigger piece of the pie and Marcus gets what he needs to one day take over for me. Everyone wins.”

  We shook hands on the deal and though he wanted to sit and drink a while, I had another place to be that was calling to me.

  “Where are you off to in such a rush?”

  “Got to go see my girl.”

  Lucas’ brow went up. “Is this the one that you tracked down and saved on that boat?”

  He did know everything and I groaned a little. Carol was my weakness and I didn’t want everyone to know that. It would put her in danger and make me look soft. Both of those options are dangerous.

  “Yeah, that’s the one. Some women are hard to forget.”

  Lucas nodded and smiled to himself. I had a feeling that he had a woman in his life that he couldn’t shake either. Sometimes that was just how it was supposed to be and I knew that there was a reason that I had met Carol. I didn’t believe in fate, but with her, it was hard not to. She was the one for me and no matter what happened next, it would be okay if she was by my side.

  THE END

  ONE MORE TOUCH: A BAD BOY ROMANCE

  Prologue

  It’s true what they say that real love can destroy you. Punish you. Hurt you in many ways possible. You can fall in love multiple times but only one person can be your true love.

  That’s why I stick to my books. Fictional men. They can’t hurt you at all. I remember the first time I fell in love with a fictional character, and that my friend was Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. He was the epitome of my ideal man. The man who fills my head day and night.

  But just thinking of ever having true love makes my heart yearn for any kind of love. A day doesn’t go by where I don’t end up romantically frustrated and just want to hold someone’s hand.

  When I try to think of a man that can stand next to me for the rest of my life Mr. Darcy’s face pops into my head. I find myself writing his name over and over again in my notebook but what good can come out of writing his name over and over again if he could never be mine?

  I promised myself that I’d never fall in love. To protect my heart from any heartache I would have to keep my heart from falling in love. As years passed by in my life I’ve grown accustomed to the love I feel for fictional men and felt a certain content in my life. I was happily in love with men who didn’t exist.

  That’s until he waltzed into my life.

  Mr. Darcy’s name suddenly turned into his name.

  With just one touch he changed everything in my life.

  I craved for him. Yearned for him.

  He’s absolutely not like the men I’ve read in my books. Suddenly I can’t compare him to any of my fictional men because I fall asleep to dream of him and wake up to only long for him.

  I barged into my apartment after a hard day at work. But something completely surprised me as I entered my room. There stood the man I was trying to ignore.

  “Ciel!” I shouted.

  I suddenly stopped in my tracks as I noticed a wet semi-naked Ciel, only a towel hanging loosely on his hips. I couldn’t help but stare at his toned chest, his abs, and his v-line that led to the mystery beneath the towel.

  “And she calls me a pervert.” he commented.

  “Why the hell are you in my room and not to mention you took a bath?” I yelled.

  “The question is why are you still in here staring at me?” he asked with a smirk.

  “I uh…” I couldn’t find the words. Ciel gave me his signature smirk which only seemed to annoy me. Why does such an irksome man have to look this hot?

  He suddenly started advancing towards and I tried backing away but I didn’t notice how close I was to the wall. Once I could feel the heat of his body he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. I could feel the droplets of water running down his body as they soaked into my body. His towel suddenly undid itself and I forced myself to stare at his face rather than down below.

  He pressed his naked body against my clothed one. “C—Ciel.” I stuttered but he quickly shushed me as he took ahold of my other hand and lifted both my arms above my head. My eyes connected with his and all I could see in his ocean orbs were lust and want.

  “If you truly want me to stop, I will. Just tell me.” he said a
s if to challenge me. I opened my mouth only for nothing to come out. He smirked when I couldn’t say anything. With his free hand he undid the zipper of my dress and let it fall to pool around my feet, leaving me in nothing but my undergarment.

  “I hunger for this.” he said huskily as he touched my bare waist and easily unhooked my bra. He massaged my breasts with his free hand pinching on each rosebud making my body shiver with desire. When Ciel heard me gasp out his name he growled sexily as he nipping my sweet spot that lied between my collarbone and shoulder. Unconsciously I started pressing my hips against his naked one which only made him groan out my name.

  “I’m going to make you mine in every way possible.” he whispered in my ear.

  Right as Ciel ripped off my panty like it was nothing I suddenly opened my eyes to see that I was in my bed in my own room. My head whirled around in panic and there was no sign of Ciel anywhere. I sighed as I buried my face into my hands.

  It was a dream.

  He haunted my dreams… And I yearned for every second of that dream to be real. My heart pounded against my chest furiously as I thought of Ciel. I could already imagine him smirking and it only annoyed me.

  I always thought that I would never fall in love with a person other than Mr. Darcy. But he proved to be so much more.

  Chapter One

  Francesca

  I owned a small coffee shop in Bronx New York. I called it “Fancy Cups” and literally all the cups in my shop were fancy. Some had diamond studs on them, others had puzzles and crazy mosaics but I dare not to put glitter on any of the cups.

  It was a small shop that I opened after attending business school and seeking capital. I was lucky when a notorious rich family who owns a few businesses offered me capital to set up my coffee shop, even after multiple times of being rejected. I feel grateful to the family who helped me start my dream shop.

  And not too far from here I have my small but cozy apartment and working in my shop were my two best friends, Angela and Stephen.

  Angela is my best friend since day care. Although my parents told me that she was bad influence still I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She’s a party girl and loves to be in the spotlight and she’s also obsessed with good looking men and she wasn’t too bad with them either.