Page 3 of Gifting the Mountain Man
I scoot closer to Nash and wrap my arms around his neck, “Call me Cora. It’s what all my friends call me.” Then, I seal my fate with a kiss.
His lips crash onto mine, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips, demanding entry. I obey with a moan, rubbing my tongue against his.
I debate, telling him that I’m still a virgin. He’s at least ten years older than me. I’m sure he’s been with more experienced women, and I don’t want to disappoint him.
When I hesitate, he asks, “What’s wrong, Cora?”
I lower my gaze to his chest, “I’m a virgin.”
He takes my chin in his hand, bringing my eyes to meet his, “I’m a virgin too, honey.”
His admission shocks me. “A-are you serious? You’re not just pulling my leg, are you?” I hold my breath, waiting for his answer.
“I’ve never wanted to be with anyone before I met you.” He leans down, capturing my lips in a deep kiss. “We’ll learn together.” He promises softly against my lips.
“But first, I’m going to make us some breakfast.” He swats my ass before standing up and heading to the kitchen.
I’m left wide-eyed and stunned, staring after his naked backside. The only consolation is watching the tight muscles of his ass as he walks away. I bite my lip, holding back a moan, but a small sigh still escapes, causing him to turn around.
“Like what you see, wife?” He smiles and wiggles his eyebrows up and down in a seductive manner.
My heart skips a beat, and I feel a flush of regret, knowing I will never be his wife. I push those thoughts aside and join him in the kitchen, choosing to stay just as naked as he is. If I only have a short time with him, I’m going to make the most of it.
four
Nash
Iwasn’t expecting herto join me in the kitchen naked, but I'm glad she did. My girl is brave, walking around a stranger with no clothes on. She better make sure I’m the only one she walks around like that. I might have to spank her to make sure she knows she’s mine and I don’t share.
“What are you making?” She wraps her arms around me, her breasts pressing against my back, her hands dangerously close to my cock.
“Nothing if you keep that up.” I spin in her arms so her breasts are now pressed against my chest, and my cock slides betweenher thighs, getting rewarded with her wetness. I thrust my hips back and forth, dragging my cock across her clit.
“I don’t think I’m hungry for breakfast.” she moans, throwing her head back and thrusting her hips against me.
As much as I want this to continue, I grab her hips, stopping her motion. “We have to stop, or I’ll come, and the first time I come with you, I’m going to do it in here.” I dip my fingers into her soaked pussy, causing her to moan louder. “Plus, we have to check on the animals in the barn first.”
“Animals?” Her confused look is so cute, I can’t help but kiss the tip of her nose.
“Yes. I have some chickens, a dairy cow, and, of course, the horses.”
“Horses, I’ve always wanted to learn to ride.” She claps her hands, and a big smile spreads across her face.
“We have a lifetime to teach you how to ride,” I say. The smile falls from her face at my words. “Is something wrong?” I ask softly.
“No, everything is fine.” The smile returns, but it doesn’t reach her eyes like it did a moment ago. I’ll let it go for now.
“OK, let’s get you dressed in warmer clothes. I can’t concentrate with you standing there in all your naked glory.” A faint blush colors her skin, and I know I will never tire of this woman.
five
Cora
We spend the daywith Nash, showing me around his mountain farm. I never thought a mountain man could also be a farmer, but with his heated barn, the animals seem content. The chickens cluck at my feet the entire time I feed them, as Nash shows me around. Ringo and Bingo, Nash’s horses, happily took the carrots I offered. Milking Bossy was another matter. It will take her longer to warm up to me next time. But there won’t be a next time after tonight. I need to confess everything to Nash because I feel guilty enough as it is.
I’ve nearly told him twice already, but each time I see the happy glint in his eyes, I back down, like now.
“I was thinking, if you want, we can get married after we get to know each other better. Or if you want, we can have a Christmas wedding next week." His boyish smile melts my heart. I wasn't expecting him to be so patient and take his time with me. I don’t know what I expected--maybe to be thrown over his shoulder and ravished. Not that that sounds bad.
