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  Mountain Man’s Virgin

  A Boss’s Daughter Next Door Romance

  Jay S. Wilder

  Copyright

  Mountain Man’s Virgin

  Copyright 2018 © Jay S. Wilder

  (formerly Wild for the Mountain Man - Harlow Hart)

  All Rights Reserved

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  Contents

  Blurb and Author’s Note

  1. Prologue - Savage

  2. Jane

  3. Savage

  4. Jane

  5. Savage

  6. Jane

  7. Savage

  8. Jane

  9. Savage

  10. Jane

  11. Savage

  12. Jane

  13. Savage

  14. Jane

  15. Savage

  16. Jane

  17. Savage

  18. Jane

  19. Savage

  20. Jane

  21. Savage

  22. Epilogue - Jane

  Thank you for reading!

  Blurb and Author’s Note

  Blurb

  Savage

  Leaving the world in my rear view mirror to retreat from civilization was the best decision of my life.

  The only way.

  The one thing I had to do to avoid more tragedy to the people around me that I cared about.

  So when my boss moved into the cabin next door with his family, I thought it would be easy enough.

  He’s my only friend, the only real sense of family I have left. He and his wife were the ones who braved this mountain over the years to make sure I was okay when my life fell apart.

  Then I discover their move is a package deal with their daughter, Jane, who has a new summer intern job at the mine where my boss and I work.

  I haven’t seen Jane since what feels like forever.

  And when I do, everything changes.

  She has a body built to bring a man like me to my knees.

  I keep my distance for as long as I can, but the longer I stay away, the more I want her, the more she consumes me.

  And when she saunters into my cabin claiming she wants only me, I have to have her.

  She’s my boss’s daughter, my coworker. And barely legal.

  But none of that matters. She’s going to be mine.

  Author’s note: Mountain Man’s Virgin is sinful, dirty, and thoroughly naughty for your entertainment. This full length standalone romance story has no cliffhanger and includes a happily ever after ending. It was originally released by my super secret, non-MFM, working man’s pen name, Harlow Hart, and was titled Wild for the Mountain Man.

  1

  Prologue - Savage

  “I want to be here, Savage,” she tells me in a soft and sweet voice laced with sinful intentions. “I want only you. No one else.”

  She knows she’s taunting me and I can tell she loves it.

  I should be careful with this girl. She’s eighteen, but for a rugged mid-thirties man like me, she might as well be jailbait. The girl’s barely legal, but the time for reconsidering my next move is long past. I look across at her in my bed as she lies there, completely bare, her hand just inches from her barely legal pussy, her legs parted for me. I didn’t invite her into my cabin or to my bedroom, but I sure as hell won’t ask her to leave. Not now. Not when she’s begging for it. Not when she’s spent the last two weeks reminding me with just her eyes that she and I have unfinished business.

  I glance across the room and my eyes land on the trail of clothes she peeled off her body on her way from my bedroom door to the side of my bed. Under the dim moonlight shining in through the sliver of open space between the heavy curtains of my bedroom windows, every flowery item of clothing seems feminine and out of place in my room. From her silky panties and bra to the tank top and short shorts she had on when I saw her at the edge of the woods a few hours ago. I follow the dim stream of light to where it falls on her body, making her creamy skin seem even mysterious and inviting. I can stare at her for hours, but fuck, tonight I won’t. I need to feel every square inch of this woman. I’ve held off for years before I met her, and although I’ve avoided her for only two weeks, I can’t bear to go without her that long. Waiting another second feels like fucking torture. Before I met Jane, I had grown used to being alone in my own world out here in the woods. I was celibate by choice for years, didn’t want another woman after my wife passed away five years ago. But since the second Jane showed up, everything changed. Now, every minute that I push down the temptation to fuck her causes my fixation on her to grow more urgent.

  And now she’s right here.

  In my cabin of her own free will.

  After I chased her away.

  Without my asking.

  And fuck, I’m ready to break every rule for her.

  She tilts her head toward me and gives me a thoughtful smile. Just as she does, she parts her legs wider, showing me more of her pink, glistening pussy, inviting me without words. I plan to invade her, possess her and leave my mark on her with my mouth, tongue, teeth, hands, my cock and my seed. I’m already hard as steel but just one look makes my dick harder and causes my balls to tighten. They’re in overdrive, filled and ready to burst, so much so that I can feel some pre-cum leave the tip and soak through my boxers to a spot on my dirty work pants.

  Seeing her in my bed, in my space, lying there on my bedsheets she looks so comfortable. It’s as if she’s always been here, and well, maybe this is where she belongs. I just hope she understands what this means for the both of us.

  I’ll hold her to the promise she just made.

  No more sneaking around.

  I move a hand down and slip it under the loose waistband of my pants, wrapping my fingers around my thick, meaty erection. It’s thick all right, bigger than most too, which shouldn’t be a big shocker for a six-foot-four man like me. I free my dick from my pants and boxers, ignoring how wet it is at the tip as I stroke it a few times. Dripping pre-cum just for her because making up with her is fucking overdue. Her eyes widen from the sight of it, and I groan out some of my desire. I almost can’t wait until it’s buried deep inside her, filling her pussy, stretching her past any limit she thought she had, owning her outright, spoiling any chance for her to be with any other man.

  Because she’s mine now.

  Only this woman in my bed can satisfy the need built up in me. She started it, with all her sultry stares, the fleeting, not so innocent conversations she initiated, and every playful suggestion in her body language that Jane sent my way since she walked into my life a month ago. The thing is, actions have consequences. Maybe she was used to taunting the boys in town or getting her way with the younger men who work at the mine where we both work. But she provoked me, a rough, rugged bastard of a man. I was content to live the rest of my life alone, but now that she showed up and riled me up, something’s got to give. And tonight, I’m going to eat her alive. I’ll claim all of her, and it’s her pussy that will pay for what she’s done to this lonely mountain man.

  I shove my pants and boxers down my legs, then straighten up to full height and take off my shirt. Fully naked now, I give my cock a few more strokes, my eyes locked with hers the entire time.

  “You don’t know what you’re asking for,” I grumble.

  She glances down my body as I jerk off, drinking in her body like it’s my first time seeing her, taking in her shallow breathing, her perky tits rising and falling with each breath, her nipples pink and puckered. It’s like I’m the spark for her arousal, like every movement of my fist down my thick length brings her closer to where she may beg to be touched. Everything about her is
sweet, sexy and ready for sin. Pure temptation.

  “You’re wrong,” she whispers. “I couldn’t be more sure of it.”

  Her words break any last objection I’ve been weighing in my head. I don’t even care anymore that her father—my friend and my boss—can show up with her mother at their cabin near mine. She left the safety of their cabin, snuck away in the darkness and came to my place, uninvited. Then she stripped off her clothes and crawled into my bed while I was stacking up firewood out in the backwoods. Well, trespassers will be punished by me personally.

  “You might not feel the same way after I’m done with you, little girl.”

  “That’s not possible. I told you… I only want you, Savage. There’s no—”

  I pounce onto the bed again and cover her body with mine before she can finish what she started to say. I don’t need any more convincing. Her presence is her consent. As she lifts her head to meet my lips with hers, she parts her legs, accommodating my hips between her thighs, my cock even harder as it makes contact with the softness of her hot, drenched pussy. Fuck, knowing that she’s wet for me, wanting me, has me close to insanity. I hold most of my body weight up by one arm and slide the other to the back of her head. Gripping a fistful of her auburn locks between my fingers, I part her welcoming mouth with my tongue, anchoring her to me as I deepen the kiss and grind my erection along her folds.

  She moans into my mouth, and the vibration of her muffled sounds is overpowering my will. Parting from our intense kiss, I let my mouth wander across her cheek to a spot on her neck just below her ear.

  “You’re so fucking wet,” I growl at the spot, grinding against her pussy some more. “So sweet. I’m going to taste all of you. Then I’ll sink inside of you and fuck you… over, and over, and over again until I’m the only man you think of when you close your eyes.”

  “Oh god… yes,” she whimpers. “You’re all I can think about.”

  “What about that prick who touched you?” I can’t believe I’m asking about that little fucker. He can’t hold a candle to me, but fuck, the thought that she spent even a minute with him makes my vision go red. My blood boils from pure jealousy, even after Jane has said nothing happened between them. Not that I have any right to her before now. I still don’t, while her father is in the dark. Hell, I don’t have any right to be with her at all, but that won’t stop me from wanting to own her.

  She’s mine.

  Mine.

  “You mean J—” she starts, but I cover her mouth and shake my head before she can say his name. I don’t want to hear any name on her lips except my own. I nod slightly and relax my hand from its spot over her mouth. She adds, “I’m not interested in him. Not even a little bit. You’re the only man for me.”

  “Good.”

  “I want you so bad.”

  With a tilt of my head, I capture her soft breasts with the rough flesh of my callused palm and one by one, lower my face to each nipple, pulling them into my mouth. I flick the taut, raised flesh with my tongue and she lifts her hips up sharply. She grinds on my groin so feverishly that I’m almost inside of her as I suck and taste, lick and tease her, kneading her flesh possessively. And fuck, every time she calls out my name in a plea to be entered causes my balls to ache with need.

  Well, she won’t have to wait too long. That’s a promise.

  Sliding down her body turns me into a greedier, hungrier son of a bitch. It’s like she’s edible from head to toe and I haven’t had food in years. I bite and nip quickly along her skin, inhaling her sweet feminine scent on the way down. Just as my mouth gets within inches from her clit, I pause to look at her face. She’s drowning in desire, drunk on pleasure and overflowing with need as she writhes under me with her fingers gripping my bedsheets. For me. I’m giddy with excitement and a bit of pride. Because she ain’t seen nothing yet.

  “Open for me,” I order her, and her parted legs spread, knees dropping to the side.

  I watch her glistening pussy open like a flower, displaying even more blush pink between her soft folds and around her swollen sensitive bud. I can hardly wait.

  Lowering to her my tongue flattens, and I lick from the rim of the puckered hole of her ass all the way to her clit. I lift her hood and tease the spot that I know will make her body buck, and when she does, I continue, teasing as I eat, devour, feast on and finger-fuck what’s mine from this point on.

  She shudders through her first, then second orgasm, and still I keep going. Right up until I’m satisfied that she screamed my name ample times. The last time is so loud that I reach up and clamp my hand over her mouth and half her face to drown out the sound. We can’t risk having either of her parents hearing what we’re up to. Even if she did show up at my place of her own free will, they’ll say I should know better. But all I know is this girl in my bed, this woman, is all mine. Has been since I first saw her. And now that she’s come back to me, I’m all in.

  I lift from her center. She’s beyond wet. More than ready for my eleven inches now. At least I hope she is as I move up her body, grab her right knee and slide her leg over my shoulder as I position myself.

  She belongs here, under me, vulnerable yet powerful in her own way as she begs for it. But there’s a look in her eyes that makes me wonder if she also has me where she wants me. I turned her away for two weeks. Every time she showed up, I made her leave so I could put some distance between us. The risk seemed more damaging before tonight. I didn’t think I could ever betray her father’s trust. But all that hesitation, all the objections, all the logic and self-restraint are long gone. Forbidden fruit isn’t just sweeter, it grows more tempting by the second. Temptation that I resisted for two weeks to avoid the pain of something that never happened on her road trip weekend. But not for a second longer.

  With our eyes locked, I press the tip of my cock at her pussy lips and drive into her tightness, burying all the way to the root until I’m balls deep inside of her. Fuck. She feels so fucking good. So tight and perfectly made for my dick. All that warmth wrapped around my shaft makes me sure I’m home. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I slip my hands under her lower back for more control as I pull back and thrust into her again. And again. Rougher, harder each time, I claim more of her as I fuck her so hard I’m sure she’ll feel me for a week.

  Her pussy tightens around me, and her leg that’s slung over my shoulder starts to tremble. I meet her eyes and smile a bit. She coming again. For me.

  “That’s it. Come for me,” I growl.

  She moans loudly, and her hips roll under me, calling me closer too, like an order for me to coat her inner walls with my seed. Lowering to her, I cover the cries of her climax with my mouth and let the shudders of her orgasm take me all the way to mine. My body jerks as I explode my release deep inside of her. Still connected in our kiss, she whispers my name at my lips and my hips jerk again, plunging deeper into her as my cock empties more of my seed into her.

  “Mine,” I hear myself grumble. I lower onto her and stretch her leg out, pressing our damp skin together.

  Her arms tighten around my chest, her fingers locked around my back. “Yes, Savage. I’m all yours.”

  I push back the thoughts that start to flood in as my mind clears. What we’re doing is all kinds of wrong. I’m fucking my boss and only friend’s daughter right under his nose, and there’ll be hell to pay when he finds out. But this is not just some casual thing. We both know we have the kind of connection that sticks with you all your life. So I’ll fight to have her if I need to, and when the time comes, no one will be able to keep us apart.

  We drift to sleep, my mind consumed by the next hurdle—telling Ben I’ve been fucking his daughter.

  A few weeks.

  That was all it took for this girl to come into my life and turn my world on its head.

  2

  Jane

  Four Weeks Earlier

  “Happy Friday!” I chirp to my new boss, Angie Modesto on my way to my desk, flashing a broad smile.


  It’s my fourth day on the job. A summer job as a Human Resources Assistant, really, but my dad’s a shift supervisor with this mining company, and he thinks this job can turn into more down the road if I work hard and impress my manager. I’m inclined to agree with him for a few reasons.

  First, I have a secret weapon. Well, not so secret. My mom is a Regional HR Manager for one of the top banks in the state. I spent hundreds of hours playing in her office as a kid, then helping her with minor tasks as a teen. It’s incredible how much rubbed off on me just from being around her at work. Second, Angie, my office manager, loves interacting with the employees and enjoys all the interpersonal aspects of her job, but she hates anything to do with paperwork and most of the back-end HR work around here. If the deplorable state of all the employee files and the training and safety documentation is any indication, that is. For the entire first day, all I did was put some order to the HR file room, matching up employee emails, manager approvals, training materials, hiring documentation, and other paper records to their respective files. And third, I’m a bit OCD when it comes to neatness and organizing. By my third day working here, I reorganized all the paper files in the file room, sorted the employee files to line up with their computerized filing system, and also updated and color coded all the training and safety manuals as well as the employee handbook for quick reference. Okay so maybe I’m a little more than a bit OCD.