Auctioned to the Mountain Man – Highest Bidder Read Online Hope Ford

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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22633 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
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She looks at me, but the trust I’ve worked to build over the last day seems to have disappeared. “I’m looking at you.”

I smile because she drives me crazy, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. “Talk to me.”

She juts her chin out. “Yeah, I can work from home if that’s what I need to do.”

I look to the open door where my office is. “I can put another desk in there.”

She looks over to where I’m looking and then back at me. Confusion is etched on her face. “What? You want me to work from here some days?”

I’m fucking this up. I put my hands on her hips and slide her farther down my legs until her panty-clad pussy is cradling my hard cock. “Let me start over. I want you to move in here with me. If you want to go into the office every day, that’s fine. If you’re willing to work from home a few days a week, I’ll make it worth your while.”

Her mouth falls open, and she closes it before opening it again. “Wait… uh, when you said home, you meant here?”

I nod. “Yeah, I want this to be your home. I want you here with me.”

She bites her lower lip. “Are you sure about this?”

She still doesn’t get it. Every thought I have is about her. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to have her in my life permanently, even moving off this mountain if she wanted me to. “I love you, Maggie. I want us to be together. Wherever you’re at, that’s where I want to be.”

She puts her hands on my chest. “So if I wanted to live on this mountain with you, that would make you happy?”

“Fuck yeah, I’d be happy, but you need to be happy too. I wouldn’t want you do anything unless it’s something you really wanted.”

She seems to consider that. “I would be happy here with you. But there’s something you need to know before we go any further.”

I nod without worry. There’s nothing she could say that would change the way I feel about her. “Tell me.”

Her hands slide down my chest, and she places them on her belly. “I figured out dates and all that. There’s a likely chance I could be pregnant already.”

She’s looking at me worriedly, and I’m anxious to relieve her of any worry. “That’s what I was hoping for. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I pictured you round with my baby. I hope you’re pregnant, Maggie.”

“You do?” she asks in amazement.

“Fuck, yeah, I do.”

I tease the hem of her shirt, and she raises her arms as I pull it off.

I push my finger to the wet material at her pussy. “But just in case, maybe we should give it another go. I’m all for trying until we get it right.”

“Yes,” she moans as I work her clit through the sodden material.

I grab on to her panties and rip them right down the middle. She gasps, and her eyes darken. My girl likes it when I take what I want. She puts her hand down the waistband of my shorts and pulls me out the top. With no hesitation, she gets into position and impales herself on my hard shaft. “Take me, Ben. Make me yours.”

I cup the side of her neck, forcing her eyes to mine. “You are mine. You’ve always been mine.”

“Yes,” she groans as I lift my hips up to meet her.

Over and over, I thrust into her while telling her she’s mine.

Epilogue

Maggie

One Year Later

“Can I buy you a drink?”

I look over at the man that is my husband’s complete opposite. He has a Rolex around his wrist. His hair is neat and tidy, and he’s clean-shaven. “I don’t drink, and the drinks are free.”

“Come on. You can’t expect me to drink alone.”

I move back from the table and stand up, my hand on my belly that looks as if I’m going to pop at any minute. The man’s eyes are huge, and I’m thinking it’s because he had no clue I was pregnant, but I realize quickly what has him spooked. My husband’s hand snakes around my body and cups my belly. He pulls me against him, and I look up, seeing the glare on his face. The other man doesn’t stand a chance. Ben is pretty laid back about most things, but in the past year, I’ve found that he is very possessive of me.

I turn in his arms, knowing he’s jealous. The only thing that calms him down is when I go to my tiptoes, whisper, “Hey, husband,” and press my lips to his.

And just like that, we both forget about everyone else.

The kiss is not considered appropriate when we’re standing in the middle of the fundraiser for his family’s company, but neither one of us seem to care. Even a year later, we can’t get enough of each other.



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