Baby for the Mountain Man

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As I watch the single daddy with his baby...
I decide I don't care about the dark rumors of his past.
And when this small mountain town reveals it's own hairy secrets...
I wonder if Kellen will be the one to save it from destitution.

People say he's rude and barbaric.
But I see a tortured man, broken and compassionate.
He's hurting - and I'm all too familiar with that feeling.

I know there's much more to him than meets the eye.
But can I ever melt the ice around his broken heart?


A FULLY standalone novel from the Mountain Men of Liberty Series, and a mountain man's baby romantic suspense. Transport yourself into the charming and magical town of Liberty, Utah as we follow several rugged mountain men in their quests to find lasting love on the mountains.

Prologue

“Come on, follow me.”

He followed me into my office. There was a bell at the front if anyone came in, but I wasn’t expecting anyone. As soon as we were in my office, I locked the door behind me.

Immediately, his hands were on my lower back and started to move down to my ass.

Neither one of us spoke; we let our hands and kisses do the talking.

His mouth moved from mine, down to my neck as he pushed me backward toward my desk. Lifting me up, then he gently moved me down on top of the desk.

This was the perfect height to wrap my legs around him. His erection pressed into me, causing me to gasp at the size. But we weren’t going straight to fucking.

He had other plans.

He dropped to his knees in front of me, placing my legs over his shoulders. I was wearing a skirt. He pushed the skirt up and slipped my panties down my thighs.

Trembling, all I could think about was how badly I needed to feel him.

His head dove between my legs as he muttered, “God, I need to taste you.”

I grabbed his head, my eyes widening as his tongue found my most sensitive parts. He circled my clit, just as I’d imagined. His scruffy beard rubbed against my thighs, reminding me this wasn’t a fantasy—it was reality.

Pleasure coursed through my body as he devoured my pussy, sucking and licking as if it was the most delicious dessert he’d ever had the luxury of eating. And he was so fucking good at it.

My legs tightened around him, and I pressed him down into me without even thinking about it. It just felt so damn good.

He slipped a finger inside me. Then another.

I was trying to be quiet, afraid that someone might overhear us, but that all went out the window as the first wave of my orgasm washed over me.

I cried out, taken by surprise at how fast it came on. He never stopped, keeping the perfect rhythm with his tongue on my clit.

“Oh God,” I whimpered, my body tensing. “Yes, yes!”

He seemed to savor it.

He devoured my pussy, sucking and licking my juices as he brought me closer and closer to the edge.

“I’m going to cum,” I whimpered, writhing underneath him.

He held my hips down on the bed, stilling me as he continued working me over with his magical tongue. I gripped the back of his head, and without meaning to, pressed him into me as I cried out in pleasure.

God, I needed him so badly.

My hands fumbled with his pants and I felt his erection in my hand. I could only get a sense of how big he was, but my eyes widened at what I felt. He was so thick.

“Please. I need you inside me.”