Mountain Man's Secret Baby

by Lauren Wood

  “You can say that, but you don’t really know for sure. It’s not like you told them to sleep with me. I don’t think that you would have been the kind to cuddle afterward anyway. You would rather forget that they even existed and move on to the next one that catches your eye. There’s going to come a day where you find yourself feeling something for a woman. That is the day that I’m going to do an Irish jig in this very room in front of you. That day will come sooner than you expect. Somebody is out there. She’s waiting for you and eventually you’re going to meet her and fall hopelessly in love.” Julian heard the merriment of laughter and knew that Vance didn’t think that was even possible.

  Vance put on his fancy white sport coat with a red shirt with gold buttons to attract the eye to his well defined pectorals. He had no problem showing off his body and taking off his shirt in the quad was by design. He wanted the girls to see what they could have if only they applied themselves. He wanted them to know it when he made his advance that it was because he wanted them and nobody else. The shirt was what he would call lucky and anytime that he wore it was a night that he would never forget. He actually had to have a few buttons repaired after the way some of the women had attacked him with no regard for his personal belongings.

  “The one thing that I can assure you of is that I will never fall for the girl that has her eyes on getting a ring on her finger. My father has tried that two times and is in the process of doing it the third time. I don’t know why he doesn’t learn his lesson. It’s so much better when you can fly the nest and go from one birdie to the next. I’ve never got complacent, but I do feel that I’m missing something. I can’t put my finger on it. I think I just might be ready to take a break. After Melissa, I believe that a self imposed abstinence is in order.” He had no idea how long that would last and each time that he tried it was a losing battle. Everywhere he looked there was some comely young thing giving him the look and they were not about to take no for an answer. Sooner or later he was going to fall naked into bed with one of them.

  “You have to remember that your father was a legend. You may not think that it hurt him when he lost your mother, but he’s only trying to fill that void with other women. I don’t want to see you go down that same road. Being a friend means that I’m going to tell you the truth whether you want to hear it or not. You can hate me all you want, but the one thing that you need to learn is that every man is powerless against the woman of his dreams. Phoebe was that for me and then she met somebody that made her look at me differently. I went into a pit of depression and you were right there to hold my hand and make sure that I didn’t lose sight of the bigger picture. There would always be other women. I don’t feel good about having your hand me downs, but they were very appreciative of my tender loving care.” Vance’s hair was cut short and had that tinge of blond that made him into a dirty boy.

  Vance was meticulous in his appearance and made sure that there wasn’t a hair out of place. He shaved his face to get rid of that shadow of a beard. He had learned from personal experience that the smooth look and feel was what a woman really wanted. They may claim otherwise, but he had never had any problem showing them the error of their ways. He was blessed with the same good looks as his father. The chiseled jaw line and being 6 feet tall and 220lbs had made him an imposing figure that had girls practically begging to have their cherries popped. He had his fair share of virgins and they were always very receptive and gave him something that no other girl could.

  He was always on the hunt for that pure as the driven snow kind of girl. They were a rare breed, but once caught in his snare it was very difficult for them to weasel their way out from underneath him. “It won’t take me long to get Melissa to go down on me. I’m just wondering if she’s adventurous or if I’m going to have to coax her into doing something particularly naughty. When I leave tomorrow morning, you can take your shot and see what you can’t do about taking the sting out. She’s going to feel dirty and you’re gonna have to show her that there is hope.” They had a good thing going and Vance was not going to ruin a perfect game plan.

  “You and I both know that you are a bastard and that these girls deserve a whole lot better than to be treated like they’re only good for one thing. I tend to hold them to a higher standard and put them on the pedestal where they belong. You look down upon them like insignificant insects that are there to fulfill your every whim. Don’t worry; Melissa will know what it is like to be with a real man. I might even be able to make her see me as more than just your friend on the side.” Julian had the same muscles, but he did not have the gift to sweet talk a woman into bed. He was learning quickly, but so far his expertise was letting them cry on his shoulder

  “I am glad that I have the money, but it’s the notoriety and the fame that I require most of all. The adoration of the fans and those girls that can’t seem to leave me alone without satisfying their curiosity is what I live for. The only thing that is better is that one out of many that has never been touched. Their greedy holes are raw and festering with desire to be taken to a higher pleasure that has never existed in their minds. They have no reference to what I can do for them and I do hope that I make myself the measuring stick against all others.” Vance took one last look in the mirror. He didn’t consider himself vain, but if they were to look up the meaning in a dictionary they would see his face. He smiled that cocksure grin that he was known for.

  “It must be nice to have the kind of money that will have them ready to slide under the table at your command. One look at your fancy silver Porsche and to feel it humming underneath them will be almost too much.” He watched as Vance put on his customary leather jacket. It was that smooth kind of leather that made him look like he was sophisticated and not at all the kind of player that women should be avoiding at all costs.

  “The first thing that I bought upon coming here was this jacket. It seemed to call to me from the store. It might’ve been an impulse buy, but it was well worth the extravagance. I don’t really think of money when I slap down the black credit card in my father’s name. I recently learned what my inheritance is going to be and apparently that is not only thing that I have to look forward to. I also get a very sizable portion when I reach the age of 25. I don’t even know how people can live without money. They may say that it’s the root of all evil, but I would rather have it than not.” He went down the stairs and looked up to see Julian shaking his head.

  Julian stuck his head out the window and screamed for everybody to hear. “Everybody lock up your daughter’s… Vance is on the hunt and will not be satisfied until one of them is his for the evening. Girls beware that it’s not a good thing to take candy from strangers even if they look like my friend.” Julian could see that this was embarrassing him and that his cheeks had turned slightly flushed.

  Vance decided to turn the tables and put his hands up to his mouth in a bullhorn fashion. “Don’t think for a second that Julian is the good guy that he projects. He’s just waiting in the wings for when you come out of my bedroom after I have run off after the deed is done. He’ll have a nice cup of cocoa for you and he’ll listen to your feelings, before making his move.” They were only teasing each other and it wasn’t like anybody could really hear them outside of the first couple of floors in the frat house.

  The rest of the guys piled out and stood at attention like soldiers getting ready to go to war. They saluted their hero and wished him good voyage between the thighs of Melissa the cheerleader that had a lot of agility and was able to bend in certain ways that didn’t seem possible.

  Vance wiped a metaphorical tear from his eye before getting in the car and driving away.

  He only had to go around to the other side of the campus. He parked in front of the dormitory waiting for his potential love interest to emerge. He saw Melissa and he ran his eyes up and down her frame. Suddenly and without warning, he was now showing interest in a woman that didn’t seem to be his type. Her seething hatred for his kind was coming off of her in
waves. It was that disdain for him that made him want to get to know her better.

  Chapter 3

  The entire evening was listening to Melissa talk about cheerleading. She was drinking incessantly and slurring her words in an effort to quell the nervousness that she was feeling in the pit of her stomach.

  After dinner, they went out to the car and began to make out. It was a hot and heavy session with the window’s steaming up. His hand was caressing her breast. She was quite endowed and practically spilling over the top of that dress. He moved in for the kill, pulling down her straps and inviting one of those nipples into his mouth. He thought that he would hear some kind of gasp of arousal, but instead there was nothing. He bit a little bit harder and no reaction.

  He looked up to see that she had passed out from the liquor consumption. He could’ve easily taking advantage of her, but that was not the type of person that he was. The challenge was getting them to believe that having sex with him was the right thing to do. It would defeat the purpose if he just had his way with her. He decided to play the cards that he was dealt and brought her back to the dormitory. He lifted her easily into his arms and carried her like that movie an officer and a gentleman up the stairs to the room that he had seen her roommate glaring at him from above.

  He couldn’t exactly knock with her still in his arms and decided to kick the door with his black shined shoes. He waited impatiently and saw a few glances from those doors that opened up to see what the commotion was all about. There were going to be some rumors swirling around in the morning.

  The door opened and he walked right past the girl in the Pokemon pajamas. He was trying to be gallant, but her dead weight was weighing him down. He carried her down the hallway and deposited her onto her bed. He only knew that this was her room by the pompoms by the closet. He wanted to see her other pompoms in action tonight.

  Vance had been watching her all night and she really did run her mouth. He didn’t really care and it wasn’t the first time that a woman had talked about themselves. He did look at her plump red lips and wonder what it would be like to slide his meat deep into her mouth with her eyes looking up with adoring glee.

  “I would ask what happened, but I think that I can pretty much fill in the blanks. She told me that she was nervous and that she wanted to show you that she was all that. I’m guessing that she drank a little bit too much and I could smell it when you walked by me. Her drink of choice has always been wine. She can overindulge.” Raven was standing there with her hair in curlers and her breasts not exactly hidden from view. “I can’t believe that he’s in my dorm room. The man that has been the subject of many fantasies is standing right here in the living flesh. I know that he’s disappointed and he probably had plans to see her with nothing on. I think it looks good on him to have a bit of humility and maybe this will be the start of a new kind of perspective about women. I know that I’m trying too hard and I can only hope that he doesn’t see that I’m interested in more than just talking.”

  “I want you to tell her that I had a great time when she wakes up. I would like to revisit this, but I do believe that this prince charming is about to turn back into a pumpkin. I have a big game tomorrow night and maybe you would like to see me in action.” He had no idea why he had said something like that. He should’ve been staring at her buoyant globes, but they were nothing compared to her brilliant blue eyes and the way that they seemed to burn into his soul. There was something unassuming and also this fire underneath that was begging to have somebody come around with a match to light it into a full blown blaze.

  “I’ve never been interested in football. I appreciate the invitation, but you would only be wasting your time. The way that you treat women is not exactly a secret. I don’t want you to get the impression that you have a chance with me. I have no interest in playing fast and loose. I would rather continue my studies and marry somebody that is worthy of the kind of money that I’m going to make. Your banking on some NFL team snatching you up and making you a household name like your father was. It’s not a good thing to keep all your eggs in one basket.” “He had me flying and I felt like I was actually weightless in his presence. I’m trying my best not to show any kind of outward emotion. I can only hope that my words are good enough to make him walk away.”

  “I’m not sure that it was necessary to make me feel like I’m some kind of Neanderthal. It’s not nice to judge a book by its cover. You never know, it is possible that I have more substance than just being a jock. I might just have a brain. For you to think otherwise is only stereotyping.” He spied the textbook out of the corner of his eye and decided to show her that there was more to him than throwing the pigskin. He didn’t know much about the subject matter, but he could play along with the best of them. He picked it up and began to thumb through the material.

  “I don’t know what you’re trying to accomplish. It’s not like you could even make heads or tails out of that. Don’t make yourself look like a fool. It’s better to quit while you’re ahead.” He suddenly heard these equations and scientific words that just didn’t seem possible coming from his mouth. “I didn’t know that you had any interest in biochemistry. Perhaps my idea of you has been wrong. For treating you like that I guess I’m going to have to eat my own words. I’m as guilty as anyone for judging a book by its cover. I thought that I had you figured out, but there’s more to you like that of a layer of an onion.” She was actually finding conversing on this topic to be too good to be true. She tried to trip him up, but he miraculously was able to call upon those times with his eidetic memory. He didn’t have to understand to have a conversation.

  “I think that it’s important that you remember where you come from. I may not look like the intellectual type, but I can assure you that I have more going on upstairs than people think. I feel little insulted that you thought of me as some kind of airhead with nothing between my ears. I think that I should leave before I say something that I’m going to regret. You should really be ashamed of yourself and you should really get to know somebody before you judge them this way to Sunday.” He was being indignant, but underneath he was laughing at her expense.

  She felt like she had genuinely hurt him and reached out to touch his shoulder in a reassuring gesture. “I apologize. I never knew that you had these other interests.” She could feel the hard muscle and she began to trace it by squeezing down his arm. He had molded his body into the perfect specimen and there was no denying that getting him naked was not exactly far from her train of thought. “I thought that he was only good for one thing. I did the same thing to him that everybody has done to me all through my life. They assume that I’m above the simpler things like a steak dinner or going to a ballgame. I actually enjoy baseball and there’s very little chance that somebody is going to get hurt seriously enough that I would turn away.”

  “Sometimes I don’t know why I even bother. My father would never understand that maybe my interests don’t primarily lie with football. I felt like I was being forced into it in some kind of lame family tradition for him to live vicariously through me.” He was piling it on thick and making her show this kind of sympathy meant to lower her guard and her panties at the same time.

  “I know exactly how you feel. It’s not nice when somebody looks at you and thinks that they know you better than you know yourself.” She had both hands around his arms and her body was now eliciting an emotional response to him being that close to her. “I never expected to have a true coherent conversation with you about anything. It really is quite attractive to see this side of you.” She was being fooled by his memory trick and not many people knew that he had possession of such a gift. He was able to breeze through tests by reading the printed material once.

  “Everybody sees me one way and they don’t even imagine that I might be more than what they see on the surface. I only sleep with these women because it’s expected of me. I always felt like I needed to take a shower afterwards.” He was only telling her what she wanted t
o hear and the look in her eyes told him that things were going to progress very quickly from here.

  “You have suffered in silence long enough. You can always talk to me and I feel that we have something more in common now. We’ve both been pigeonholed to believe that we are supposed to adhere to the way that people think about us.” She had just finished that speech when he turned and got a kiss with such a passion that she felt momentarily stunned into silence. “I can feel his tongue in my mouth and I never thought that I would be in this position. His hand is cupping my right breast and the other hand is sneaking into the waistband of my pajamas. I want to resist, but my body is telling me one thing I and my head isn’t playing along.”

  He could feel how wet she was and the lips were soaking with excitement. He touched that tiny nub and felt her jerk in response to his attention. He dropped down into a subservient role on his hands and knees knowing that this was the best way to draw her out of her shell. He pulled at the drawstring, and watched as the gravity did the rest. He was now faced with the smooth mound with the puffy lips that showed exactly how his words had affected her.

  He opened her lips and he saw the bubbling cauldron waiting for the insertion of his long oral instrument. He had learned through a two time encounter with a woman of the night on his father’s dime how to please a woman the right way. That girl was a wealth of information and now he was using that to supply Raven with the necessary incentive to give her body to him.