Take a Mountain Man Home for Christmas: A Mountain Man Romance Christmas Collection

by Crowne, K. C.

I took the ring from the plate and got down on one knee. I held out my grandmother’s antique engagement ring and asked, “Angela, will you marry me?”

  Tears began to stream down her cheeks. She was crying and laughing at the same time. “Yes! Yes, I will marry you, Brad Hunter!”

  Angela put out her hand to accept the ring. I slid it onto her finger. She looked at it, tears still streaming down her face.

  “It’s stunning,” she sobbed, smiling.

  “It was my grandmother’s,” I told her. “It was passed down to my mom, and now, it’s yours.”

  “I don’t know what to say….”

  “You already said yes. That’s all you need to say.” A tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek. I reached up and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She gazed into my eyes and moved her fingers to caress the tear away from my cheek.

  I stood and held out my hand to Angela. I led her around the tables, where I had a concealed record player set up. I uncovered it and put the needle on the record.

  “Dance with me?” I asked Angela.

  “Yes,” she replied.

  I placed one hand around her waist and took her hand, and I led her into a waltz. A dance instructor periodically visited the resort to entertain and teach the guests, and I picked up on a dance or two.

  We swirled around the room, Angela’s dress flowing behind her. Her new ring glimmered on her finger.

  When the music ended, I put my arms around her and kissed her passionately.

  “I’m so happy you’re going to be my wife,” I told her, kissing her lips.

  “Your wife,” she repeated. “Mrs. Angela Hunter! I can’t wait!”

  I smiled at her and led her back to our table.

  “Do you want to finish the bottle of wine at the cabin? The boys are staying at their Gram’s for the night,” I asked her, wiggling my eyebrows.

  “I’d love that,” Angela replied.

  Angela wanted to take a bouquet of flowers to the cabin with us. I told her I’d come down early in the morning to clean up would deliver the other flowers to her. I was hoping to deliver them to my cabin after I asked her to move in with me.

  We drove to my cabin, and I opened the door for Angela. Once inside, I poured us both another drink and made a fire. We sat on the couch and snuggled into each other by the warmth of the fire.

  “I want to ask you something,” I told Angela, looking into her eyes.

  “Yes?”

  “I want you to move in with me.”

  “What about the boys?”

  “I talked with them about it earlier today. They’re excited about you moving in and being a permanent part of our family,” I assured her.

  “Okay,” she said, smiling brightly

  I kissed her, happy the discussion wasn’t much of discussion. She’d endeared herself to me even more by asking about the boys.

  “Let me show you to your new room,” I suggested, standing up to take Angela’s hand.

  I pulled her up from the couch and led her upstairs to my bedroom, now our bedroom.

  I led her to the large tub in the master bath. I turned on the faucet and adjusted the water. I sprinkled white rose petals into the water, as well as a fragrant bath salt I’d found at one of the stores in town.

  “Such a romantic,” Angela flirted with me.

  She was standing before me, blushing radiantly, and I couldn’t wait to have her all to myself.

  I turned her around so I could unzip her dress. I moved my hands slowly up her back until I reached the zipper. Angela moved her hair aside so I could pull on the zipper. I slowly pulled down the zipper and moved my hands under her dress to remove it from her bust.

  I pushed down her dress, and it fell to the ground. Angela stepped out of it, turned to face me, and was standing before me in a black lace teddy and blue stilettos.

  I gasped. It was almost the same teddy from my fantasy so long ago.

  My dick hardened immediately and begged to be released. But first, I wanted to touch Angela’s gorgeous body.

  I reached for her lacy bosom and caressed her tits. I massaged her nipples and watched them grow under the teddy. I moved my hands down the bodice, feeling her flat tummy. I wrapped my hands around her, feeling her backside. I squeezed her naked ass cheeks and dropped my mouth to her erect nipples.

  I sucked on her hard nipples over the fabric, lapping at them with my tongue. Then I trailed kisses up her plump mounds, over her collarbone, and to her neck to suck on her earlobe.

  “Oh Brad,” Angela breathed as I tugged on her earlobe.

  My lips met hers. I bit her lower lip and tugged on it, licking the sweet taste of wine from it. I moved my tongue inside her mouth, and her tongue joined mine.

  We kissed for a long minute, my hands exploring her body. I stepped back and reached for the cups of her teddy. Then I changed my mind. I took another step back.

  “Take it off,” I ordered her.

  I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, letting my erect cock leap from the opening. I ran my hand up and down my long cock as Angela stripped in front of me.

  She slowly moved her hands up and down her sexy body. She moved them over her tits and played with her nipples. She put her thumbs into the bra cups and pulled them down. Perfectly round tits with pink, erect nipples sprung from the teddy. She continued to slowly pull the teddy down, over her flat tummy to her pussy, then down over her thighs. She let the teddy drop to the ground and stepped out of it.

  Angela stood before me completely naked other than her blue stilettos. The high heels accented her toned legs. With her pointer finger, she motioned for me to come to her.

  She grabbed my cock and pulled on it. Then she moved her hands up to my suit jacket and shoved it off my shoulders. It dropped to the floor. She unbuttoned my dress shirt, and that too fell to the floor.

  Angela moved her hands over my toned pecs and carved abs. She grabbed my pants and pushed them down. I kicked off my dress shoes and wiggled out of my pants. I stood naked, my thick cock throbbing for Angela’s touch.

  I wanted to wash her naked body in the bathtub.

  “Sit down,” I ordered, pointing at the stool.

  I moved my hands over her muscular, tanned legs, down to her stilettos. I took each one off and massaged her toes. I stood back up and pointed to the tub.

  “Get in,” I ordered her. “Lay back.”

  She slid into the warm water and leaned back against the porcelain. Her nipples got even harder when the water hit them. I grabbed the sponge and lathered it up with a rose-scented bath wash. I leaned over the tub and moved the sponge over Angela’s naked body.

  I lathered up her plump breasts, circling the sponge over the nipples. She moaned, and I moved the sponge down her tummy to her swollen mound. I opened her pussy lips with the sponge and massaged her clit with it.

  Angela squirmed and moaned. She leaned back her head and closed her eyes. Her entire body quaked with an orgasm as she pushed her pussy against the sponge.

  “I’m coming,” she cried out and arched her back.

  I gently pushed her back down, fondled her heaving tits with my free hand, and watched as she came against the sponge. Her body quaked under my hand, and I held her breast, squeezing it lightly. I pushed the sponge harder against her clit.

  My cock was ready to explode at the sight of Angela coming in the bathtub, and I needed to fuck her. I climbed into the tub and sat between her opened legs. She got on her knees and moved her open thighs over mine. She found my erect cock and engulfed it, covering me with her warmth.

  I leaned back and let her set the pace. I watched Angela’s tits bounce as she fucked me. The bathwater splashed around her glistening, tanned body.

  “Fuck me harder,” I ordered, watching the water splash over her naked body.

  She plunged her pussy up and down over my length. Her tits gleamed from the water and bounced up and down with each thrust.

  Angela leaned toward me and positioned her hands on my pecs. She
steadied herself on my firm chest and pushed herself up and down even faster over my cock. She moved quickly and pushed down harder with each plunge.

  I leaned up into a sitting position and held on to Angela’s hips to steady her. She slowed and wriggled, my cock deep inside of her. I moved my mouth to her breasts and took each one in my mouth. I sucked hard on each nipple, making Angela cry out in pleasure.

  I stood up suddenly, splashing water all over the floor. I lifted Angela with me and carried her to the bed. Still wet, I climbed on top of her, and she opened her legs for me.

  Her body arched beneath mine, and I drove my cock deeply inside her. She closed her eyes as her body quivered and shuddered. Unable to hold back any longer, I exploded inside her before collapsing next to her.

  Angela wrapped her arms around me, and we lay like that for a long time.

  “I love you,” I told her, kissing her temple.

  Exhausted, we fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.

  Epilogue

  Angela

  Seven Months Later

  The day of our wedding had arrived. We’d wanted to wait until spring so we could have the ceremony outside. We chose to have it at the lodge, where there was a nice amount of outdoor space along with the bar inside.

  Bella, decked out in a blue and white handmade flowered collar, sat nearby. She barked at Cole as if she was giving orders. I giggled at the scene.

  We decided to go with the white and blue flowers, just like the evening Brad had proposed to me. We decorated the arbor with blue climbing Wisteria we’d planted and let bloom in our new greenhouse the boys and I had built last fall, with Brad’s help, of course.

  We wanted to use it for school-related activities and our own enjoyment. We planted lots of flowers for the wedding and tomato plants and other fruits and veggies. I had always wanted a greenhouse, so this was another dream come true.

  On either side of the arbor, we planted several white rose bushes that were full of beautiful blooms. We had an aisle leading up to the arbor, and white fold-out chairs the resort used for guest weddings lined each side.

  We decorated each chair with a vine of blue and white Clematis, which we also grew in our greenhouse. Also outside, rows of fold-out tables with white tablecloths and beautiful vases of light blue carnations entwined with baby’s breath were on each of the tables.

  Michael and his cooks had prepared a delicious buffet for our guests, which we set up outside by the tables. They’d prepared a cake table inside the lodge, where the bar would be open, as well as a DJ set up with speakers indoors and outdoors.

  “Brad! You startled me,” I told him as he came up behind me. “I was daydreaming about our big day.”

  “The guests should be arriving soon. My brothers and I can take care of everything else. Why don’t you go down to the house and get dressed?” he suggested. “My mom, your friends, your parents, and the boys are waiting for you.”

  “Alright. I guess I can trust you to take over,” I joked. Giggling, I added, “Don’t forget to get dressed yourself.” I looked him up and down. He was wearing a work flannel and blue jeans.

  He leaned in and kissed me. “Get going,” he ordered.

  As I turned, he smacked me on my butt, hard enough for me to jump. I pretended to whine as I got into my car. He grinned at me as I drove to Mary Beth’s house to get dressed for my wedding.

  I found Mary Beth, Ms. Everette, my mom, Lorri, Hope, Katie, and the boys in the living room waiting for me.

  “There you are!” Mary Beth exclaimed. “You have no time to dress!”

  “There’s plenty of time. The guests haven’t even started to arrive yet,” I reminded her.

  The boys giggled at us, which made us all giggle.

  Since there weren’t any little girls in the family, the boys were acting as Ring Bearers / Flower Boys. We flipped coins earlier, and Reid would carry the rings on a white pillow, and Bryce would drop white flowers from a cadet blue pillow. We didn’t want to use a basket since Bryce was a boy.

  I’d asked Mary Beth, Ms. Everett, Lorri, and Katie to be bride’s maids, with Hope being my maid of honor. I felt so lucky to have Hope here for my wedding, along with my mom and dad. My dad was hanging with Dax, who was setting up the bar. Dad was a bit of a clown himself, so he fit right in with Dax and Harley.

  “Let’s get you upstairs,” Hope said. “It’s time. She looked so pretty in a cream-colored dress. We’d chosen a country, mountain-girl type theme for the wedding.

  “You all look so beautiful!” I told my bridal party. I clapped my hands excitedly. “Now for my dress. Let’s go.” I waved them all up the steps.

  Katie was the first to follow as she was super excited for today. In fact, Katie, one of the girls who worked at the main reception desk, and I had become fast friends. We were close in age and hit it off right away.

  Katie had helped me pick out dresses and decide on decorations. She even spent some time with us in the greenhouse, helping plant and grow the flowers for today’s ceremony.

  The ladies dressed me and did my hair in a half up, half down style. Hope did my makeup, and I was pleasantly pleased with the woman who beamed back in the mirror at me.

  I look so beautiful!

  With the guests all seated, and Brad and Cole ready, we piled into several horse-drawn carriages we’d rented for the day. The horses were big white ones with blue and white decorated bridals and headpieces. The carriages were white, as well. The horses, whose names were Pearl and Feather, pulled us to the ceremony. When the horses came into view, I could hear the guests ooh and ahh.

  The drivers, wearing matching tuxedos, helped each one of us out of the carriage. I heard murmurs when the bride’s maids and maid of honor stepped out. I was last. When I stepped down from the carriage, everyone clapped and cheered.

  I waved my blue and white bouquet at them, and we lined up. Reid and Bryce led the way, and I walked down the aisle last with my father to give me away. The wedding music played while we walked down the aisle. When Brad saw me, he gasped.

  I love him so much, I thought, smiling. I’m so lucky to become his wife on this perfect day.

  And the day was perfect. Everything and everyone looked elegant and beautiful. The ceremony went without a hitch. Brad and I had written and memorized our own vows, and after we read them, the much-anticipated words were spoken by the minister…

  “I now pronounce you husband and wife.”

  Everyone cheered as Brad kissed me.

  “I love you, Mrs. Hunter,” he whispered into my ear.

  * * *

  The reception was perfect, as well. Everyone had a fun time, and the food was exquisite. Brad and I danced inside and outside. The DJ played everyone’s favorite songs.

  Someone tapped Brad on the shoulder. Reid stood behind him with a grin on his face. “Can I cut in?”

  I smiled. “Of course,” Brad said, turning me over to his son.

  After Reid and I danced, it was Bryce’s turn to cut in next. I pulled both boys aside. “I love you both very much, and I’m proud to be a part of your family.”

  “We love you too,” Reid assured me, both grinning. I hugged and kissed them both.

  Brad, Cole, Dax, and Harley walked over to us. Bella sat down to watch the exchange. I took turns dancing with each brother and accepting their congratulations.

  “We love you, Angela,” Cole said.

  Mary Beth overheard our conversation. “To my new lovely daughter. I already considered you a part of my family, but to make it official, welcome, my love.”

  “Thank you, Mary Beth,” I responded, tears falling down my cheeks now.

  Smiling, she continued, “Now, if we could just add more daughters to the family,” she joked, nudging Cole and giving Dax and Harley her “you know what I mean” look.

  Everyone laughed, and Cole replied, “Maybe someday, Mom. Maybe someday.”

  “Someday soon,” she insisted, grinning at her “Hefty, Husky Hunks.”
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  The night went on in celebration. Brad and I hardly had any time to talk. Finally, I pulled him aside. I led him under the arbor, where we were pronounced man and wife.

  “I have a special gift for you,” I told him, blushing.

  “You didn’t need to get me anything,” he said. “I got you something too, but I left it at the house. I was going to surprise you with it later.”

  “It’s okay. I’ll open your gift later, but I can’t wait any longer to give you my gift. I’m so excited!”

  I could hardly contain myself. I was holding a small, embroidered evening bag that matched my dress, and Brad hadn’t noticed I brought it for our walk. I opened my bag and pulled out a small white envelope. I handed it to him.

  “What’s this?” he asked, turning the envelope.

  “It’s my surprise for you. Open it,” I told him, smiling.

  Brad opened the envelope and pulled out a black and white photo. I watched his face as he looked at it. At first, he wasn’t sure what he was looking at. Then it dawned on him. His head snapped up, a surprised look on his face. “Is this what I think it is?”

  I smiled. “Yes…”

  Brad’s face lit up as he studied the picture again.

  “It’s our baby!” I said happily.

  “Our baby!” he exclaimed. “We’re having a baby.”

  “Yes,” I said, hardly able to contain my excitement. I was almost jumping up and down.

  “When did you find out?”

  “I just found out the other day and couldn’t wait to tell you! But with the wedding coming up and all the planning, we didn’t have much alone time. I wanted the moment I told you to be special. There isn’t a more special day than our wedding day.”

  “Angela, I’m so happy,” he murmured, still a little stunned.

  Brad’s eyes filled with tears as he studied the picture. “We’re having a baby!” He looked me in the eyes. His blue eyes were glistening with tears of happiness. “Angela, this is the best gift you could ever give me.” He stared at the picture. “I’m going to be a father again,” he said, weeping. “I can’t believe it.”