Baby For The Mountain Man

My back descended onto a bed as Travis’ lips devoured mine. I could feel this beautiful pressure burning in my chest. His hands were rough and calloused, traveling up my shirt and dancing along the trim of my bra. Electricity was surging through my veins, taking me to heights I’d never experienced before. His beard was tickling my skin as my hands drifted over his back, tentatively feeling his muscles undulating underneath my touch.

I felt something pressing into my thigh, causing me to gasp.

“What in the world?” I asked.

Travis pulled away as I looked down, my eyes widening at the sight. Holy hell, that was his cock. That massive protrusion I felt pressing into my leg was supposed to go inside of me.

I found Travis’ eyes again, his amber orbs gleaming with debauched intent. But I felt my nerves getting the best of me and I pulled away, sitting upright on his bed.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“I just… it’s just… big,” I said.

“Thank you for the compliment,” he said.

But my eyes whipped back up to his and I could see his face sink.

“Shit,” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“I didn’t even think about that,” he said.

“Please don’t go away. Come back,” I said.

I reached out for him but he pulled away, standing to his feet with his head bowed to the floor.

“You’re a virgin,” he said.

“Why does that matter?” I asked.

“It always matters,” he said as he turned around. “That kind of thing matters.”

“Why?”

“Because your first time should be with someone special. Someone you love and care about.”

“If it was up to my father, my virginity would be sold to the highest bidder,” I said.

“No one works like that, Ava.”

“My father does,” I said.

It must’ve been the sincerity in my voice, because Travis slowly turned around to look at me. I saw the hesitancy in his eyes. The way his primal nature had curled back into his gut. I should’ve kept my mouth shut. I should’ve kept my head in the game. I felt tears of embarrassment rising to my eyes, and I curled my legs into my chest to keep them at bay.

“I’ve never gotten to make my own decisions in life,” I said. “Never. I’ve always followed the plan my father had. And if I ever bucked up to him, then I was punished. Harshly. But this is my body. It’s my virginity. And I want to choose who I give it to.”

Travis’ eyes locked onto mine as a tear dripped down my cheek.

“I don’t want my body explored by someone who’s just gonna… use it for their own pleasure. Take what’s theirs and leave. That’s what would make it special for me, Travis.”

“I don’t love you,” he said.

“Well, I don’t love you either. I’m not asking you to love me. I’m only asking you to explore me.”

His eyes raked down my body as I uncurled my legs from my chest.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked.