Ruthless Mountain Man

by Jenika Snow

  “Spread for me,” he demands right beside my ear, his warm breath teasing the tendrils of the hair by my cheek.

  “Luke…” I whimper and close my eyes. His other hand wraps around my throat, tilting my head back so he can latch his mouth to the spot right under my ear.

  “Say it again,” he demands before kissing my neck.

  I smile, knowing I have him right where I want him. “Luke.”

  “Fuck,” he hisses. “Hearing that makes me so goddamn hard.”

  He kneads his fingers into my skin, tilting my head back farther and kissing down to my collarbone. It sends arousal straight to my pussy where his fingers continue rubbing my clit. Eager lips mark my heated flesh as he grinds his cock against my behind, the sweet torture of his body against mine sending me spiraling down. And then he pushes two thick fingers so deep inside me. I see stars as I curl my toes, release a silent moan, and squeeze my thighs in desperation.

  “Luke, please,” I beg like an eager submissive, but I need it—need him. The way he’s building up my body has me edging closer to release.

  “What do you need, Kylie?” he taunts. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s getting off on prolonging this. I know I’m not the only one giving into this desire. He wants this as badly as I do. “Tell me,” he demands.

  “You.”

  “You’re gonna have to be more specific, princess.” I’m almost tempted to scold him for calling me that, but as soon as he slides his fingers along my slit, coating them with my wetness, I lose all train of thought. Instead, I grab his palm and force it lower to where I want him. “Here?” he quips with amusement as he pushes his fingers deep inside.

  I gasp, rotating my hips to increase the pressure. I curl my toes against the hardwood, needing him impossibly deeper. It’s almost too much, but I don’t want him to stop. My body tenses as the desire builds and everything inside me is ready to explode.

  “You fucking my fingers is the hottest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen,” he growls against my ear as he uses his other hand to trail under my sweatshirt and cup my breast. Gripping the edge of the sink even tighter, I grind down harder as he speeds up his pace. I’m so close that I don’t even realize my entire body is shaking as I come on his hand.

  “Holy shit,” I pant as he slows his rhythm, allowing me to finally catch my breath. That was so damn intense, I nearly blacked out from the explosive release.

  I look over my shoulder and watch as Luke brings his hand to his mouth and sucks his finger in between his lips, moaning loudly as he licks off my arousal. “Fuck, Kylie. You taste better than I imagined.”

  His comments send a rush of heat to my cheeks. Now that I’ve come down from the high, realization sets in at what just happened. One moment we were having a heavy conversation and the next he was sending my body ablaze, igniting a spark that only Luke could light.

  I feel him release me, and I immediately miss the touch. I want his hands and lips all over—devouring and taking every inch of me. His erection pressing into my back has me dying to see and touch him, but before I can turn around and show him exactly what I want to do to him, he moves back from me.

  “Don’t forget to soak that pan over on the stove,” he says then smacks my bare ass before walking away.

  What the fucking hell?

  12

  LUKE

  Leaving Kylie at the sink was the hardest fucking thing I’ve ever had to do. The wood I’m sporting between my legs is aching and hard as hell. My fingers itch to pull the fucker out and stroke myself until I come. After I left, I made myself busy outside gathering more firewood. The storm is still fierce as hell, but leaving the cabin and getting away from Kylie is what I need right now. If I stayed in there any longer, I’d have bent her over the fucking counter, pulled my cock out, and slid deep into her pretty wet pussy.

  I groan at the thought that conjures up.

  The wind slams against the shed, blowing through the spaces in the wood and making the small structure like an icebox. I lift my hand and smell my fingers, the scent of her still on the digits. Hell, even washing them off I’ll never be able to get the aroma of her hot little cunt out of my head. That scent is forever ingrained in my mind.

  Cursing inwardly, I stalk over to the stack of firewood. I grab several logs and head out of the shed and back toward the cabin. I can’t stay in the shed forever, even if that would’ve been the smarter option. I know spending one more minute alone with Kylie would have lines being crossed.

  Lines being crossed? That shit has already been done when I had my finger knuckle deep in her soaked pussy.

  The wind slams into me, threatening to push me over. But I’m a stubborn fucker and stand my ground as I storm toward the front door.

  Once inside, I shut the door and set the wood down against the wall. Kozmo barks the second he sees me, but I ignore him, hoping he’ll leave me alone once he realizes I’m not going to give him any attention. Rosie is next to him and intently watching my every move almost as if she’s sending me a warning. I wasn’t even paying attention to the dogs when I was pressed up against Kylie only moments ago so the could’ve been watching for all I know. They’re protective as hell of her, so the hatred between us is mutual.

  Kylie is still in the kitchen, but I don’t look at her. I probably seem grumpy as hell, and I am, but it has nothing to do with her and everything to do with me. I don’t know what got into me when I all but took her against the sink like that, but all it did was give me a severe case of blue balls.

  After taking my jacket off, I hang it up then do the same with my snow-covered boots, setting them aside. I still don’t look at her as I carry the wood to the fireplace. Once I put another log in, I stoke it until the flames blaze high and embers float up through the chimney.

  Standing, I take a moment to just watch the fire, my hand braced on the mantle and my erection pushing against my jeans like a demanding bastard. I hear her approaching, and I close my eyes, gritting my teeth and praying like hell I have the willpower to stay away. Because if I don’t things are going to get very messy really quickly.

  I could fucking laugh at that thought. I’m already up shit creek without a paddle where Kylie and my desires are concerned. No doubt I’ll take Kylie right here in the front of the fucking fireplace. And she wouldn’t fight me. She gave herself over to me instantly, as if she couldn’t wait to submit.

  That was clear by the way she reacted to my touch; the fact she was primed as fuck.

  I feel her hand lightly touch the center of my back, and my entire body tightens. My cock jerks and my balls draw up tight to my body. I’m so fucked.

  “Kylie,” I say her name as a warning. If I don’t control myself things will escalate further than they have already. She adds a bit more pressure on my back, and I exhale, loving her touch. When I turn around and face her, looking down and into her eyes, I can see her need for me reflected back. Kylie’s so much smaller than me, her body the epitome of feminine. She’s soft where I’m hard. She’s warm where I’m cold. Every part of her screams to be owned—to be possessed by me.

  Only me.

  I rub my hand along the stubble of my chin, wanting to reach out and bring her close but keeping my distance—needing to keep myself in check.

  “I don’t know why you’re fighting this,” she says softly. “You didn’t stop yourself back in the kitchen.”

  God, she’s so fucking right.

  Before I know it’s happening, she’s reaching for my jeans and unbuttoning them. I don’t stop her even though I should. Once we do this, there’s no going back. I know that I can’t let her walk away. She’s already wedged herself into every single part of me.

  She pulls the zipper down and grabs the edges of my pants, pushing the denim over my hips and down my legs. I stare at her face, gauging her reaction. Her eyes widen slightly, and she licks her lips when she takes in the sight of the monstrous erection I’m sporting. I can’t hold in my moan at the sight of her expression.
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  And then she fucking sinks to her knees in front of me.

  Christ.

  I hold my breath when she grips the base of my cock, stroking me from root to tip, over and over again until I’m the one who’s about to fall to my knees.

  “You’re so big,” she says softly as if to herself.

  “It’s because of you,” I find myself responding even though it’s difficult as hell to say anything at this moment.

  Reaching behind me and curling my hand around the edge of the mantle, I brace myself and let my mouth fell open slightly as she leans forward and engulfs the tip of my dick. Her mouth is warm and wet, the suction instant. Closing my eyes and letting my head fall back slightly, I let her suck my cock in deep. She’s slow at first, almost hesitant, but I have all the time in the world.

  “You like that?” she asks seductively, but I don’t respond, just nod. “Why don’t you tell me what you want me to do?” I hear a hint of authority in her voice, and I find myself smirking.

  Opening my eyes and looking down at her, the very image of Kylie on her knees sucking my cock is like a wet dream come true. Neither of us says anything, but I feel her other hand reach up and cup my balls.

  She curls her fingers around them, and I grunt in pleasure.

  “Tell me what you want,” she repeats, her tone fiercer than before.

  This woman knows she has the control and she’s using it to her advantage. Did I actually think I had any leverage where Kylie is concerned?

  “I want that smart ass little mouth wrapped around the head of my cock.” I have to force the words out of my mouth. Swallowing the sudden lump in my throat, I try to act like I have my shit together. “I want you to take all of me in, princess. I want the tip of my dick to hit the back of your throat.” I see her visibly start to breathe harder, and I know she’s going right over the edge with me.

  We stare at each other for long seconds. Then she’s right back at it, sucking all of my cock into her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat, little gagging noises coming from her and turning me on even more. It’s sheer self-control alone that’s making it, so I don’t come right now, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I want to shoot my load right down her throat and make her take all of it.

  I’m breathing like I just ran a marathon, my chest rising and falling, sweat starting to coat the length of my spine. It doesn’t help that the fire is right behind me, heating my body as Kylie gives me the best fucking blowjob I’ve ever had.

  The orgasm rushes up my spine, tightening every muscle in my body. I have a death grip on the mantel still, holding onto it like it’s my lifeline. I come hard, groaning out and thrusting my dick in and out of her mouth. Kylie doesn’t stop sucking me and instead takes me in impossibly deeper. She swallows all I have to give until there’s nothing left until I’m sagging and trying to catch my breath.

  When I feel the hot, wet suction of her mouth leave my semi-hard cock, only then do I opened my eyes and stare down at her. She’s wearing this smug expression, her lips swollen and slightly glossy. The growl that escapes me is unavoidable. She might think she has the upper hand right now, but I’m about to prove her wrong.

  “Baby, we’re just getting started.”

  13

  KYLIE

  With the taste of Luke still in my throat, I grin when he looks down at me as if he’s about to lose all control. But underneath all that desire and need he looks at me like I’m the most precious thing in the world to him. His gaze is filled with wanton desire, and I can feel the heat from the fire burning our skin. I’d never let a guy come in my mouth before, but with Luke, I wanted it more than anything.

  Luke steps away from the fire, and I watch as he kicks off his jeans completely and throws his shirt toward the couch. As he stands naked in front of me, his cock still semi-hard and glistening with my saliva, I feel a throbbing ache between my legs. I’m so desperate for him it’s pathetic, but I can’t fight it anymore. Everything about him is mesmerizing—from his dark hair, black, claiming eyes, and the sleeve of tattoos on his arm down to his chiseled stomach and legs. But it’s more than just his looks. It’s his nurturing side that I know is deep inside him. He may hate my menacing, obnoxious dogs, but he’d never let anything happen to them or want them to get stuck in the foot of snow outside. Without a second thought, he let me into his home even when we’d been bickering nonstop. Everything he does is another part of his heart he’s desperately trying to guard. He’s not as detached and cold as he wants people to think, and slowly I see more of the real Luke underneath all his armor.

  He’s every woman’s version of a wet fantasy, but he’s here with me. He’s choosing me. Even if it’s temporary, I’ll take every minute Luke gives me. He holds this power over me that I can’t explain. I just know that my body craves him, and I’m not about to deny either of us what I know we both want—what we both desperately need.

  Luke grabs me by the arms and pulls me up to my feet. Gently, he brushes his fingers across my cheek and wraps a loose strand of hair behind my ear. He looks at me with so much lust in his eyes that I’m almost breathless just watching him. My gaze flickers to his mouth as he licks his lips, taunting me as I wait for his next move.

  I already know what Luke’s fingers are capable of, but I can only imagine what his mouth can do. My intuition tells me he could ruin me, in more ways than one, and I wouldn’t even stop him.

  I’d be helpless to stop him.

  Wrapping my arms around his waist, I step as close to him as humanly possible. I don’t want any distance between us, and by the looks of it, he doesn’t either.

  “You sure you want this? Once I mark you, Kylie, you’re mine. Every part of you. Got it?” The roughness of his voice is filled with emotion as he holds our gazes, making sure I’m fully aware of what he’s offering. However, he doesn’t need to worry because there’s something stronger here that binds us together and even if I don’t fully understand what it is, I’m all in.

  Tilting up the corner of my lips, I nod. “Kiss me, you fool.”

  He releases a feral growl, and before I can comprehend what it means, he cups my face and crashes his mouth to mine. The heat is instant, and when he slides his tongue between my lips, a moan so deep and loud escapes my throat that even I’m shocked by it. I feel his smile against my mouth. I can tell it’s one of satisfaction as he tilts my head back farther and deepens the kiss. My tongue intertwines with his, and the connection brews so strong between us that it’s like electricity moving through my body.

  I feel his cock harden between us and the urge to have him inside me intensifies. I’ve never wanted anyone more in my entire life, and the anticipation is killing me. As I entwine my arms around his neck, he lifts me up effortlessly until my legs wrap around his waist. Our lips stay glued together as he walks us down the hallway and once we’re in his bedroom, he kicks the door shut and pins me to the back of it with his hips.

  Clinging to him for support, I feel him reach down between us and stroke his cock. He rubs the tip along my wet slit, teasing the shit out of me, and when I can’t handle it anymore, I beg him to take me out of my misery.

  “Luke, please,” I whimper, trying to grind against him but his fist stops me.

  “Fuck, Kylie,” he groans. “You keep saying my name like that I can’t be held responsible for what I do to you,” he warns.

  I smile in return, knowing I’m affecting him the same way he’s affecting me. Both of us so riled up, we can barely take it.

  “Luke…” I repeat, but before I can get another word in, he leans back slightly until we’re aligned and slides inside. “Oh my God.” I already knew he was massive, but right now he’s stretching me so wide I can barely catch my breath.

  “You’re so goddamn tight, princess. Holy fuck.” He grunts, sliding out and thrusting in again, this time deeper. He repeats that a few more times until he’s fully in and increases the pace.

  His mouth latches to mine as I slide my hands int
o his hair. He keeps me pinned to the door, and when he reaches for my leg, he lifts it up until my ankle is on his shoulder. I never knew my body was capable of the way he’s adjusting us but the moment he thrusts back into me, it’s so deep I release the most unladylike scream. He shifts his lips down my jawline and buries himself in my neck as he fucks me harder and faster that I can’t control the moans coming from my mouth anymore.

  “Goddamn, Kylie,” he growls in my ear. “Your pussy is going to be my weakness.”

  “Don’t stop,” I plead. “I’m so close.”

  I open my eyes and see him smirking. “Stop? Not a fucking chance.”

  Luke slides his hands down to the globes of my ass and rocks our hips back and forth until I’m unraveling for him. I feel myself clenching around his cock as my head falls back against the door with a resounding thud. That was the most earth-shattering orgasm of my life.

  “Feeling you come on my cock is even better than my fingers. Who knew?” He grins like a cocky bastard, obviously proud of himself, but I can’t even find the words to jab him back. “We’re not done, princess.”

  He keeps true to his word and carries us to the bed. I don’t know how much more I can take. He places me on my back and tells me to hold my ankles, so I’m spread out. Then he fucks me deep and hard until I’m exploding all over again. It’s nothing I’ve ever experienced before, and I’m losing myself in him so fast, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to recover.

  “Bend that ass over for me, Kylie.” Luke flips me over and grabs my hips until I’m positioned in front of him. Standing, he aligns our bodies until he’s back inside me and I’m feeling him all over again, but somehow it feels even deeper. His fingers dig into my hips as he slams our bodies back and forth and the moment he tenses, I know he’s close.

  “Flip over,” he demands as he takes a step back. I immediately obey and am completely unprepared for when he climbs over me and slides inside but this time it’s sweet and slow, and when he kisses me, it feels intimate. His hands explore my body, cupping my breasts, and kissing as much of my skin as he possibly can. Luke is so mesmerizing, it’s hard to even take my gaze off him.