Page 13 of Peaked Desires

“Fucking perfect,” he growls and attaches his mouth to mine again.

I kiss him hard. I can’t help it.

“It is,” I say, breaking the kiss for a moment. “But should we be doing this?”

Desire and lust have changed the color of his eyes. They’re almost black as he stares at me without blinking.

“If you tell me to stop, I will. But you’ll just be putting it off. We’re made for each other, Elise. If you can’t see that already, then I can give you more time. But this is going to happen eventually. We belong together.”

My mouth opens to speak, but all I can do is stare at his mouth. His hot breath is heavy, so close I can taste it.

“But…”

“Tell me you don’t want this.”

“Huxton, I just…”

“Tell me you don’t want it.”

My chest clenches as I gaze into his soul. The heat in his eyes sees past my insecurities. He doesn’t care about my mistakes, my flaws. He doesn’t care if I’m clumsy, or prone to making mistakes. He makes me believe in myself, in the impossible.

I’m so desperate for this man. I want him. I want it all.

This is so new to me. No one has ever made me feel like this before. No one has ever made me feel wanted. This is territory unchartered, all of it. The job. The cabin. The hunky man beast staring at me.

It’s hard, but I let go of everything. I came here for a new life, and if this is what that looks like, laying on the floor of a wood cabin, drinking beautiful red wine and kissing my mountain man boss, then I think I’ve made a damn good decision.

“I want you,” I whisper.

Without another word he crushes his lips to mine. I wind my arms around his neck and sink into him again.

Huxton pushes me back and I sprawl out on the floor of his cabin. Two big hands land either side of my head and I’m pinned beneath a bearded giant, my hands moving up to trace his sexy biceps.

I swallow hard as he towers over me with his huge frame. I’m swarmed beneath him, pinned to the ground as one big hand slides to my hip, gripping it hard. My legs part and his hips move between them, my pussy throbbing when I feel the steel rod pressing against my leg.

“You taste incredible,” Huxton says, moving to nuzzle into my neck.

My chin tilts and warmth floods to my core. His rough beard scratches my sensitive skin so good. So good. I’m desperate for this man and my nails dig into his back, willing him to bite down on my neck harder.

“Oh, Huxton,” I moan, pulling at his shirt.

He knows exactly what he’s doing, his warm tongue sliding down to my collarbone. He rips his shirt off, revealing everything. I can’t help but let out a desperate moan, staring at his naked chest as he rises above me.

My fingers trace that divine six-pack that looks like it’s carved from stone. Fuck. I’m so wet. So full of need.

Huxton gives a wicked smile, a dangerous look that should scare the hell out of me. Instead, I feel my heart surrender to this man. Adrenaline is piercing every nerve in my body, the desire that’s been growing between us reaching boiling point.

“I’m going to take you to my bedroom,” Huxton says, lifting my fingers away from his ripped stomach, pecking them gently with his mouth. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on this soft skin. I’ve waited too long already.”

I’m speechless, laying under Huxton as his eyes roam over my body.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. I tried to resist you, but I can’t. This body is so goddamn perfect I’ll never get enough.” His hands slip beneath my shirt, moving to cup my tits. “I’m gonna make love to you. I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”

He twists my nipples, staring right into me as he murmurs everything a woman should hear from their man.

“Just when you think I’m done, I’m gonna do it all over again.” He grins at me and pinches my nipple. A devilish smile hits me straight on the clit and I moan beneath him. “You like that, huh? I can’t wait to make you cum all over my tongue, you hear me?”

My breath shortens. How the fuck does this man keep getting hotter?

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