Page 12 of Mechanic's Charming Bride

Yeah, and look where that got me.

Stupid as it is, I don’t know if I’d turn back the clock and redo anything. Not because I’d want to put myself through this punishment again, but because in going through all this, I got to meet a man who’s suddenly brought back my spark.

Nate is… wow.

Even if he doesn’t feel it too, we get along like a house on fire. I’m not one to believe in coincidences so him coming into my life the way that he did has to be some kind of sign from the universe.

Getting back to my room, I keep my towel wrapped around my body and start exploring what he’s got in here. There’s not much, but it’s nice to get some kind of look into Nate’s life.

He seems to live simply, kind of how I do. The glitz and the glam isn’t a part of life that I’ve ever gravitated towards. When I first began dating Frank, he’d tried to woo me with fancy dates and the expensive gifts, when in reality, all I really wanted was to spend time with him.

Now I see that all that had been some kind of farce—just a way to lure me in and lock me down while hiding his money troubles.

“Hey, Sam,” echoes Nate’s voice, coming from down the hall. “I patched your car up for now, but there are still a few problems with it. Did you want—”

I spin around, seeing him freeze in my doorway.

Time seems to slow, both of us locked into a staring contest. He breaks first, his eyes glancing down to the towel wrapped around me. It sends a wave of heat between my legs the way his eyes flash with something—hunger? Desire?

Maybe I’m feeling a little too bold, and this is going to bite me in the ass immediately, but I reach up and hook my finger around the knot of the towel next to my armpit.

Nate’s Adam's apple visibly bobs when the towel drops to the floor, leaving me completely bare to him.

My heart is pounding so hard that I can barely hear my own thoughts. I wait, standing frozen in place, for him to make a move. Any move.

When he finally unglues himself from the doorway, he slowly walks over to me. His eyes are roaming my body, not able to focus on anything specific, while his chest expands rapidly a few times.

He stops right when he reaches me, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip.

I chance it, taking it as a good sign that he’s feeling exactly what I am, and reach out to grab his wrist. His fingers fan out instantly as I pull him forward to rest it along my ribs, right below my breast.

“God, you are gorgeous,” he breathes out.

I’m so tempted to moan at that. The way he says it—like he wants to get on his knees and worship me.

“Kiss me,” I tell him.

There’s no hesitation in the way he leans forward and devours my lips.

His other arm comes around to hook me from behind, pulling me against his hard body while he reaches up to cup my breast. My nipple tingles against his palm, beading instantly at the stimulation.

This time, I do moan, not being able to contain it any longer.

My wet hair swings against my back while he walks me towards the bed, breaking our kiss only long enough to sweep the things I’ve got covering it onto the floor before laying me down.

Goddamn, that is that hot.

The tent in his pants tells me that he’s fully in like I am. He scoots me back on the bed and lays on top of me, giving me the chance to wrap my legs around his waist and grind our hips together like I’m dying to.

His cock brushes against the inside of my thigh while he moves, teasing me with just how close he gets to where I actually want him to be every time.

I claw at his t-shirt, trying to yank it up and over his head when he pulls his mouth off of mine with a chuckle. “Here, let me help.”

His voice is gruff with want, sending another shock of pleasure between my legs. One little one night stand isn’t going to kill me, and if I get to be pounded into the mattress by this hulk of a man, then I’m all in.

When Nate finally gets his shirt off and tossed, he leans back just enough to start a trail of kisses down my neck and along my collar bone, working his way to my breast. My nails dig into the hard, sculpted muscles of his shoulder blades, vindication at being right about his insane body boosting my ego.

His lips wrap around my nipple while his tongue licks it a few times, causing my whole body to jolt. He chuckles again, tightening his lips to tease me even more. My thighs squeeze around his body while I hold back a needy moan—it’s been so damn long since I’ve been attended to like this that I find myself wanting it all at once.

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