Page 8 of Wild for the Mountain Man
“Okay, but for now, you need to behave yourself.”
“Not possible.” I kissed her lips, then moved my way down her jawline as she became nothing more than putty in my hand.
She spun out of my grasp and laughed when she landed on the opposite side of the table. “I’ve got a lot to do. So how about you help me so we can get done faster?”
“Who could say no to that?”
I had morefun today than any other day in my life. Who knew a little pop-up shop could be so much fun? Especially a Halloween one. But tonight, I put together a little surprise. So, after she closed the place for the night, we grabbed a bite to eat, and I drove us over to a pumpkin patch which turned into a scary Halloween event at night.
“You down for the haunted corn maze?”
“Are you seriously asking me that right now? Last one, there is a rotten egg!” Elora yelled playfully as she took off running towards the entrance.
I caught up with her easily and scooped her into my arms before setting her down gently beside me. I offered her my arm, which she gladly took and off we went into the dark corn maze, jump scares lurking in every corner.
We screamed and laughed, dodged and ducked, and got totally spooked out a few times before finally exiting the maze, our sides hurting. What had I been missing all these years? A lot of fun apparently.
With the night ending, I didn’t want to let her go yet. So, I took the biggest chance of all. I asked her to come home with me.
“Please spend the night with me.”
Elora hesitated, and my nerves kicked into high gear. “I think you’ve proven yourself enough. Of course, I’ll spend the night with you, Walker. Now kiss me.” She pulled on my shirt and tugged me closer towards hers, our lips meeting once again.
This time, in plain sight, for all the town to see, not a single care in the world.
Elora was mine.
Now it was time to take her home and really claim her as mine.
The drive home couldn’t have gone any slower, though my cabin was only minutes up the mountain.
I carried her inside and didn’t stop until we reached my bedroom. I couldn’t wait much longer before I exploded. I’d never needed anyone as badly as I needed her.
Elora giggled, her cheeks pink, as she looked at me shyly, unable to hold my eye contact for long.
Her cute innocence made my dark harder.
I set her down gently next to my bed, my dick straining beneath my jeans, the stiff material rubbing against it as I straightened my back.
She looked so young and innocent, and I wondered how much experience she had. Or maybe I was too caught up in the moment, and my fantasies were taking over. She was a grown woman, of course she knew what she was doing.
“Have you ever touched yourself?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
Elora’s chest flushed red, the color creeping up her neck and turning me on. She shrugged her shoulders and looked the other way.
I gently turned her head back towards mine. “Look at me, Elora. Have you ever touched yourself?” I growled the words, no mistaking my tone now. She turned me the fuck on.
Just the thought of her, spread out in her bed, her hand between her legs, her fingers deep inside her pussy, and I wanted to fuck her silly.
“No.” She whispered.
“No? Not at all?”
She shook her head. “I’ve never…I’ve never…” Her voice trailed off, and I was ready to lose my damn man. Don’t tell me she’s a…
“I’ve never had sex before.” Elora blurted out, and she darted her eyes away again.
I ran a hand over my face and groaned loudly. “You mean you’re a virgin?”
