“Natural causes…” I took a step back and felt my throat tighten up. “He was already cremated by the time I got here—it was what he asked for in his will.”
I walked to the kitchen, poured whiskey into a glass, and immediately chugged it. I poured a second glass as soon as the first one was done. My head was spinning with what I had read. I never questioned my father’s death. I had no reason to think there could be more to it than a man dying before his time. He didn’t do much to take care of himself, so it didn’t seem to be that unusual. He never seemed to be himself after my mother passed away when I was a teenager. Her death was the part of the reason I chose to leave Blue Ridge behind, although it was own desire for freedom that ultimate pulled me away.
“I think it is time for you to leave.” I walked over to the closet and opened it up.
“Why? What are you going to do?” Her eyes got wide when she saw me pull a shotgun out and start pushing shells into the barrel.
“I’m going to get answers.” I tossed it on my shoulder and started walking towards the door.
Chapter 11: Mandy
When I arrived at Blue Ridge, I had no idea how much my life would change in two days. I didn’t realize how much I cared for Red until I felt panic when he started walking towards the door with a shotgun on his shoulder. The thought of him meeting the same fate as his father brought tears to my eyes. If there was one man I would trust against the world, it was Red, but he was about to something erratic. I couldn’t let him go. If he went to town with his anger on his sleeve, it wouldn’t be pretty. Even if he managed to find answers, he couldn’t very well start killing people—well, he could, but he would just be throwing his life away. I ran to the door and spread my arms, blocking his path.
“Please…” I quickly shook my head back and forth. “You wanted me to beg, well, now I’m begging. Don’t do this.”
“I’m not going to sit up here and watch my permits get denied for years—I’m going to figure out what the fuck is going on.” His rage was a lot more intense than I expected.
“You’re right.” I nodded and kept my hands firmly against the door. “You need answers, but you have to do this the right way. If you carry that shotgun down the mountain, you’re just throwing your life away.”
“My father tried to do things the right way and look where it got him. He died while this place fell apart around him.” Red let the shotgun hang loose on his shoulder. “You saw those emails.”
“I did, but don’t let your temper get the best of you.” I took a step forward, staying close enough that I could keep the door blocked if needed. “You need to talk to his lawyer. If they were working on something for him, they might be able to give you some answers. At least try that before you go down the mountain and start scaring tourists.”
“Fine.” He turned and put his shotgun on the dining room table. “I need a drink.”
A long sigh of relief followed once Red put his shotgun down and poured whiskey in his glass. I went back to the computer and sent an email from Red’s new account to the law firm his father was working with and asked if anyone would be able to meet with Red. A reply came fairly quickly with an appointment the following day. It seemed that my vacation wasn’t over quite yet. I couldn’t let Red meet with the attorney on his own. If there was bad news, or they propped up his growing suspicions in any way, there was a good chance he would lose it. I couldn’t blame him for feeling that way, but I hoped I could at least keep him calm enough to avoid doing something that might very well cost him his life.
“THIS SHIT IS SO FUCKED up.” Red didn’t seem to be drunk, even if he had put away several drinks.
“Yeah, I agree.” I nodded and walked into the kitchen. “You relax for a little bit. I’ll make us some lunch.”
I went through his fridge and finally settled on making sandwiches. He devoured his fairly quickly while I nibbled on mine. I had never met a man like Red before. He might have spent some time in the real world, but it hadn’t done much to change his primal instincts. It was hot at times, but it was also dangerous. After lunch was done, I managed to convince him to put down his glass and follow me to the bedroom. We passed time locked in an embrace of pleasure. I was getting comfortable with doing things for him that I had never done for another man. The way he brought me to the point of no return and sent me spiraling into an orgasm was like something out of a dream. We were exhausted after a couple of hours, but I had trouble closing my eyes. I went back to the living room and poured a glass of wine, watching the sun set in the distance through one of the large windows on the front of his cabin.
This might be my last night here. If that meeting doesn’t go well, I’m not sure I can do much to quell his rage.
I heard footsteps behind me and I turned to see Red in the doorway. He might have gotten a moment of respite, but it was clear that he was struggling to sleep like I was. He walked up to me and put his hands on my hips. I looked into his eyes and I felt my heart skipping a beat. I barely knew him, but there was so much in those eyes that just pulled me in. He started kissing me and I knew I was ready. I was ready to be his. I didn’t care if I didn’t see him once the vacation was over. I couldn’t go home a virgin. He had introduced me to things I never thought were possible. He let his lips linger on my neck, my earlobe, and then he pulled me close. Our lips came together and he crushed mine beneath his powerful kiss. We made out for several seconds before he pulled away. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest and my heart burning with desire.
“I want you.” I leaned against his chest. “I want you so bad.”
“I want you, too.” He kissed me again.
It wasn’t just an invitation. It was total submission to his desires and those brewing inside me. He carried me back to the bedroom and the few clothes we had put on came off fairly quickly. We crashed into the bed, tangled in an embrace with lips tracing flesh. He kissed my nipples and then started kissing his way down my abdomen. He didn’t have to do much to get me ready for what was coming. I was so wet from the heat between us that my pussy was begging for something more than his tongue. He circled my clitoris, worked his way down my labia, and plunged his tongue inside me. It felt really good, but they weren’t what I wanted. I moaned when he moved back to my clitoris and gasped when his hungry tongue started to get faster.
“I’m ready for more.” I grasped the sheets and clenched them in my fists. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“Beg for it.” He looked up at me and smiled before moving his tongue across my clitoris again.
“Please…” I locked eyes with his. “Please give me what I want.”
I had no problem begging. He knew what I truly desired. My mind was in turmoil, even though I had finally given in to my craving. It was selfish. There was a chance I would never see him again after I left Blue Ridge, and I wanted the climax of the memory as badly as I wanted him to be the first man inside me. He kissed his way up my abdomen and rose up between my legs. I felt his glans against my wetness and I knew it was going to happen. My heart was ready to beat out of my chest, but all I could focus on was our union. He started to enter me and the passion gave way to pain. I knew it would hurt, but nothing could prepare me for the feeling of having my virgin pussy penetrated for the first time by his massive cock. He pushed against my tightness and my wetness allowed him to slide further, but then I felt my hymen acting as a barrier.
“You don’t even have to beg now.” He pushed a little harder. “I can see it in your eyes.”
He pulled back and started to thrust with a newfound fury. My hymen stretched and then I felt the thin membrane explode on his glans. There was a sting and then the pain spread when he started to stretch my pussy with his girth. It was everything I craved, but it still hurt. I clenched my jaw and smiled, trying to enjoy the motion as he started to push himself past the spot where my hymen had been. It wasn’t an easy journey for either of us. My tightness resisted him and although I was wetter than I had ever been, it stil
l took time. He pulled back slowly and then drove himself deeper. My eyes bulged for a moment and then I felt him pulling back again. The next thrust was slightly easier to endure until he went deeper than he had previously.
“Damn, this feels good.” He put a hand on my breast and squeezed. “It’s fucking incredible.”
“Give it to me, baby.” I reached down and squeezed the part of his cock that hadn’t entered me yet. “I want it all.”
He started to thrust harder, going deeper each time he went inside me. It hurt worse than anything I had experienced up to that point, but I didn’t want him to stop. My first time was destined to hurt, no matter who took me to bed. Red’s eyes flashed with a primal urge as he started to pick up the pace. The part that had already been stretched began to feel good. The pleasure wasn’t enough to dull the pain, but it felt amazing until he hit went even deeper. After several dozen thrusts, I felt something change. My body shook and my eyes opened wide. His cock started to slide across my g-spot and pleasure erupted through my whole body.
“Oh god…” I moaned and my head rolled back against the mattress. “That feels really good.”
The pleasure completely overwhelmed the pain. He started thrusting faster and then I felt him sink deep inside me. His abdominal muscles pressed against my pelvis and he started to fuck me so hard the mattress groaned underneath us. His cock stayed against my g-spot which brought me to heights of bliss that I never imagined was possible. Our bodies became one unit, chasing the climax we both craved. My innocence was gone and I was hungry for his lust. I wanted to feel it inside me. He had taken an insecure, inexperienced girl and turned her into a woman that was ready to beg for what I truly wanted. In that moment, there was nothing that I wanted more than the heat of our passion turning to magic between us.
“Don’t stop.” I squeezed his hips and felt his muscles flex as he drove himself inside me.
“I’m not going to stop until we both explode.” He put a hand on each of my thighs and forced his cock as deep as it would go.
The pressure building inside me was at a fever pitch. I thought I had known pleasure before. I thought I had felt all that my body could give. I was wrong. There was something stirring in my soul. My body moved against his in perfect harmony. He kept the pace going until I felt my muscles seizing with the start of my orgasm. It didn’t take him long to push me over the edge and I started to cum. I moaned, squealed, and erupted in bliss. I could feel the stretched muscles in my pussy spasming, massaging every inch of his enormous cock. The orgasm was amazing. It was heightened by the pressure on my g-spot and the instant it ended, I craved more. I wanted to feel that same explosion again and based on the speed of his thrusts, I was sure it wouldn’t take long.
“The next one will be even harder.” He leaned forward and kissed my ear. “Because I’m about to explode inside you.”
“Oh god…” I moaned and wrapped my arms around him.
His breathing turned to grunts. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. The pressure built again, even faster than it had before. It was like a balloon ready to burst. He continued to thrust until there was nothing holding me back. I was over the edge and so close I could taste the desire on my lips. His glans started to pulsate. I felt cum surging through his shaft the way it had when I had him in my throat. He threw his head back and a primal roar rushed across his lips. His thrusts got more erratic and then I felt the first explosion inside me. That was the missing piece. It was what my body was waiting for. I felt my orgasm cause my muscles to tighten and then release. A wave of bliss caused my toes to curl while his seed filled my pussy. I orgasmed harder than any of the previous ones he had given me, including the ones that left me exhausted on the table. He drove himself inside me until his body was spent and my heart slowed down from the frantic beating of passion. There were slower thrusts that felt good as the last drops of cum were driven into me while my spasms milked his cock.
“You’re so fucking tight.” His face tensed up as she slowly withdrew his cock. “I could fuck you all day and not get tired of that.”
“Maybe tomorrow?” My words were filled with hope, but I knew they weren’t realistic.
We talked for a few minutes after our passion was exhausted. As much as I wanted him to forget the world and just stay in bed with me, I knew he had to go down the mountain and try to figure out what was going on. I was thankful to have one more night with him, even if there was a good chance it would be our last night together. I wanted to stay longer—there was a part of me that never wanted to leave Blue Ridge. I had no idea what the next day would hold, but I wanted to be with him. If he got bad news when he met with the lawyer, I wanted one last chance to try and keep him from going off the ledge. I had a bad feeling about everything that had transpired while he was away from Blue Ridge. Something sinister was definitely brewing in the quiet mountain town.
Chapter 12: Red
The beautiful virgin that came to the resort and drew me into her embrace was intoxicating. I didn’t want to let her go. She managed to calm my rage like nobody had ever done before. Even when I felt the emotion I associated with love, I didn’t let it consume me. When the time came to leave Blue Ridge, I left it without feeling more than a slight twinge of guilt. My relationship in the city was too toxic for love. It was lust, mixed with chaos. I woke up the next morning, kissed her forehead and started making breakfast. By the time she joined me, everything was on the table and ready to eat.
“I haven’t slept that long since I was a teenager.” She yawned and took a seat across from me.
“I guess you got a good workout.” I smirked and poured a cup of coffee.
“Yeah, I definitely did.” She grinned and started moving food to her plate.
We avoided the subject that was clearly on both of our minds. I had to meet with the lawyer, and there was a good chance I wouldn’t like what I heard. She hadn’t promised me more than the previous night. I wanted her to stay, but at the same time, I didn’t want her to be around if things went to shit. I didn’t know what I would do after I heard the truth about my father’s impending lawsuit against Blue Ridge. If someone in the town did something to him, I was ready to go to war.
“I’m coming with you.” She walked into the living room, already dressed for the day.
“Did you even shower?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise. “You really don’t have to go with me.”
“We’re in the mountains.” She walked up and took my hand. “I think we’re allowed to be a little grimy.”
“I think you’re just wanting to go with me to make sure I don’t do anything stupid.” I pulled her close. “I promise I’ll try to control my temper.”
“I’ll be there to make sure of it.” She hugged me and we stayed in our embrace for several minutes before we started walking towards my truck.
“AH, MR. ADAMS.” A thin blonde lawyer with a lot of makeup on her face motioned for me to follow her. “My name is Abigail Sawyer. Please join me in the conference room.”
“Thank you.” I nodded and trailed after her.
“And you are?” She held the door and stared at Mandy.
“She’s a friend.” I walked into the conference room and took a seat.
“Normally, we wouldn’t discuss these matters with anyone other than our client, but since you are the beneficiary of your father’s will, I believe you have a right to know.” She took a seat across from me and opened her briefcase.
“From what we were able to discern from the emails, it looks like you were working on some sort of lawsuit that would challenge the incorporation?” Mandy leaned against the table. “The one that made Blue Ridge Mountain part of the town?”
“Yes, that is correct.” Abigail pulled a map out of her briefcase and unfolded it. “It wasn’t going to be an easy lawsuit, but your father was determined. The incorporation helped the town. Prior to it, none of the tax dollars from Blue Ridge Mountain went to the town. It all went to the federal and state government.”
“Then why did he want to challenge it?” Mandy tilted her head and stared at the map.
“The permits.” I felt my face tense up as I spoke. “The town got jurisdiction over Blue Ridge Mountain, which allowed them to stop anyone from building.”
“That was the basis for our case.” Abigail nodded. “Your father wasn’t the only one affected. The Thatcher family used to own all of the land on the south side of the mountain. The incorporation put them out of business.”
“They were direct competitors to the Remington family.” I let out a long sigh. “They had a lot of cabins on the south side.”
“Yep, I outlined all of them.” Abigail traced the map with her finger. “The incorporation stopped them from doing anything, and like your father, their permits were denied.”
“Why didn’t they file a lawsuit?” Mandy continued to stare at the map. “They should have been able to build a case.”
“I don’t know.” Abigail shrugged. “We tried to get in touch with them, but we were never able to reach the heirs. I guess they just didn’t have the will to fight.”
“But my father did?” I raised my eyebrows.
“Your father was a smart man.” Abigail smiled and nodded. “See, normally when something like this happens, there is a vote. He found a clause in the town charter that technically made the incorporation illegal without a vote, and he wanted to push to have it dissolved until the town could vote on it.”
“Yeah, but they would vote it in, right?” Mandy twisted her lip as if she was trying to figure out what she was hearing.
“Yes, but this is something that would have to go to a general election. It wouldn’t hit the ballot for a couple of years.” Abigail leaned back in her chair. “I believe that would have given him plenty of time to fix up the resort. Even if they did vote to incorporate again, it would be difficult to justify denying permits for a business that brought in that kind of revenue—which of course meant more tax dollars for the town.”
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