Page 6 of Thrilling the Mountain Man

I tossed my shirt aside, breaking the kiss. Her gaze landed on my chest, her hands moving over it. There was something about her wide-eyed wonder that threatened to do me in. She wanted me as much as I wanted her.

But I had to hold back. First, I had to make her come. Then I could satisfy this hunger for her.

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LAYNA

This man wanted me more than anyone ever had. That much was clear in the way his hands roamed my body. The way his tongue probed my mouth. The rise and fall of his chest as he pulled me against him.

And then, he lifted me and set me on the counter, as though I weighed no more than a pillow. Bowls slammed against each other as my ass shoved them out of the way, but I barely noticed.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said when he broke the kiss.

I stared up at him, desperate to take in every second of this. I’d want to play it back over and over later.

With a devilish smile, he unfastened my jeans and pulled them down, taking my underwear with them. Every nerve ending was so sensitive, the feel of the fabric over my skin made me shiver.

As he parted my legs and moved between them, it hit me. For the first time in my life, I was naked in front of a guy. Well, aside from the bra.

That realization made me self-conscious, but one look at Noah’s face eased that feeling. I was safe with him. Besides, he clearly liked what he was seeing. He was eyeing my pussy with an almost reverent expression.

Suddenly, he gripped my ass and tugged me toward him with a hungry expression. He knelt in front of me and I held my breath, pretty sure of what would happen next.

His gaze landed on my face as he touched his tongue to me. And then he was lapping up my juices, sliding his tongue along my folds. When he flicked his tongue over my clit, I cried out, throwing my head back and staring up at the ceiling.

I’d never felt anything so amazing. Every movement sent a spark shooting through my body. I could hardly catch my breath, let alone cry out. Mostly what came out were gasps.

“God, that feels so good,” I finally managed to force out.

He repositioned, spreading me even wider, and then he was sliding a finger inside me as his tongue flicked expertly across my clit. The sparks were replaced by a warmth that spread from my core up to my face. Then a wave of pleasure shot through me, taking me up, up…up. I cried out, his name spilling from my lips.

Finally, the waves subsided enough for me to open my eyes and look down at him again. “Wow,” I breathed. At least my voice was working now. “That was…”

“That’s only the beginning.”

He pushed himself to his feet and grabbed my ass, tugging me down even farther. This is where I should tell him the truth about me. He should know. But wouldn’t it ruin the moment?

“Wait,” I said.

He pulled back, eyes wide. He didn’t think I was rejecting him, did he? Far from it.

“You’re right,” he said. “Protection. Hold up. I’ll go next door and grab a condom.”

I shook my head. “I’m on birth control. It’s not that.”

“I’m safe,” he said. “I haven’t been with anybody in a couple of years. I hope that doesn’t make me sound like a loser. I’m just not the type of guy to sleep around, and my last relationship… Well…” He squeezed his eyes shut, took a deep breath, then opened them again. “We won’t talk about that right now.”

“It’s not that, either.”

Now I was the one who took a deep breath and closed my eyes. This time when I opened them, his expression had changed. He thought I was rejecting him. He definitely thought I was rejecting him.

“I’ve never done this,” I blurted.

Confusion covered his face. “Done what?”

“This,” I said. “Any of it. I’m a virgin.”

His expression changed then, and I regretted being honest. He might not have ever even figured out it was my first time. My friends had told me it hurt, but there were no telltale signs of the bleeding or even the hymen I’d read about. If this was going to be a one-time thing, what difference did it make if I kept this one very personal detail secret?

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