Page 12 of The Mountain Man's Secret Baby

Mine, mine, mine.

If there’s anything that describes how I feel about Emily, it’s the intense sense of possession whenever I’m with the curvy girl, which is basically all the time, given that we’ve barely left my bed this past week. She’s saucy, curvy, and so incredibly sweet, all simultaneously too. How the fuck did this happen? The young woman was a fucking trespasser who was left here by her mother to stake a claim on my cabin. But instead, the relationship has become something more. It’s sweet, tender, and filthy, and I can’t get enough.

Is it romance? I don’t know but it definitely feels like it. I watch Emily all the time, as that curvy form moves about in the kitchen, cooking up delicious meals from scratch. I’m aware of her as I type at my keyboard, her feminine presence filling the cabin with sweetness and light. And at night, I become a savagebeast. I ride her curves again and again, filling that tender cunt full of seed as we moan and pant, writhing in the sheets.

So yeah, I’d say shit has changed. It’s become fucked-up and the fact is thatI’ma fucked-up asshole for even embarking on a fuckfest with a woman who’s technically my ex-stepdaughter. But the snow continues to surround us; we’re trapped in a warm, cozy cabin together; and Emily can’t get enough of my massive shaft either. She was an innocent when we started, but in the last week, I’ve transformed her into a come-hungry slut ready to harbor my dick at any hour of the day.

In fact, as I sit across from her at the table, downing a delicious lunch of grilled cheese and piping hot tomato soup, I could swear that she’s smiling at something filthy on her mind.

“What is it?” I growl, putting down my spoon. “Why are you laughing?”

She giggles, her big breasts bouncing as her cheeks go pink.

“Well, I’m dripping, Christian. Downthere. Is it possible that your loads have been getting bigger? Is that even biologically possible?”

I grin while stroking her plump thigh under the table.

“I don’t know but I think so. You’re so fucking sexy, honey, that I come like a beast whenever I’m in you. We’ve been having the best sex I’ve ever had in my life, baby girl, and trust me, I’ve had a lot of it. This is fucking fantabulous.”

She blushes, stealing a look at me from under her lashes.

“Fantabulous?” Emily giggles. “That’s a funny word for a big ole mountain man like you to use. But really, Christian? I’m the best you’ve ever had?”

My big hand skims up her thigh to tickle at her panties, and sure enough, they’re damp from a mixture of my seeping seed and her feminine nectar.

“Yes,” I growl. “You areabsolutelythe best, sweetheart. You’re horny, slutty, and so innocent, all at the same time. You make me into a wild animal, and I love fucking you in every hole.”

After all, Emily hasn’t just given me her pussy cherry, but she’s gifted me with her ass cherry as well. It happened slow, I swear. I didn’t just punch in like a fucking caveman. Instead, I worked my cock in gradually, the curvy girl moaning and grunting as she absorbed inch after inch of my fuckshaft in her tiny anus. But soon, she was taking me like a champ in her rear end, and if anything, Emily craves anal sex now. She loves having my hard rod deep in her back door, and begs for it so prettily each night.

But yes, there’s still the problem of contraception. I take her small hand in my big one, and look straight into her innocent blue eyes.

“Are you sure you’re okay with us not using protection, sweetheart? I know I gave you the morning after pill after our first night together, but I only had that one. And we’ve used up all my condoms, and we’re still snowed in, so there’s no way to get a hold of more.”

Emily swallows hard, her slender throat moving slightly. But she tightens her fingers around mine.

“Yes, I’m okay with it,” she whispers. “It’s not my fertile time of the month, and you’ve been pulling out so that it doesn’t get in. Plus, we’ve been having anal sex too,” she adds, her cheeks blushing as her voice becomes almost inaudible. “I won’t get pregnant from that.”

I nod, my cock already hardening in my jeans.

“That’s true,” I intone in a low voice. “But you’re young, baby. Only eighteen. You’re at a fertile age, and anything can happen when it comes to a lush young girl like you. Besides, I’m a very virile man, and you’ve been getting load after load from me. You’re basically getting fucked around the clock, baby, so we’re playing with fire.”

Emily blushes fire engine red at my filthy description, but I can see how her breasts quiver as her cheeks heat.

“I know, Christian,” she says in a low voice. “But a woman is pretty much only fertile three days per month, and those three days haven’t come yet. I know my body well, and I’ve been counting the days, so we should be okay.”

I squeeze her hand, adoring this woman even as my blue gaze intensifies.

“We’ll get you some protection as soon as the roads open again,” I promise in a throaty voice. “And thank you, baby, for trusting me, and for being so meticulous about your body. I adore you, Emily, and this has been the best vacation ever.”

“Has it?” she asks with a playful smile. “But how can it be a vacation when you’re working?”

I growl

“I work because there’s a lot on my plate, and a CEO never gets away from the demands of his job. But you’ve made it ten times more pleasurable, and I want to thank you for that.” Then I pause. “But what about you, sweetheart? We always talk about me, but never about you. Tell me about your job,” I invite. “Or school. Or whatever it is that keeps you busy each day.”

Emily blushes and looks down, biting her lip.

“Well, you know I live in Vegas with my mom,” she murmurs. “I graduated from high school last year, and my dream is to be a vet tech. So I’m taking classes at Palms Community College, and hopefully I’ll land a job with a clinic after I graduate.”

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