Page 180 of Mountain Men Heroes

I glanced down and saw a bright red hickey beside my right nipple. I raised my eyes to meet his amused gaze and shrugged. “Who else would see it?”

An expression so fierce and so intent passed over his face. His hands came up to cup my head and he kissed me with a determined possession that left me breathless.

When he pulled away, it was only to continue kissing down my jaw and then lower. He nipped and licked his way down to the spot where my shoulder met my neck and he bit down, sucking and moving his tongue against my skin in a rhythmic motion.

My hips shot up and my legs wrapped around him.

“Sawyer!”

He raised fierce eyes to lock with mine and the possessiveness staring back at me should scare me. But the emotion surging through me had nothing to do with fear. If anything, the hint of his wild nature propelled my desire to greater heights.

“Sawyer, please.” I wasn’t sure what I was asking for, but his almost savage smile told me he did. And he didn’t hesitate to give it to me.

Sawyer continued kissing his way down my body. He punctuated the caresses of his mouth with small nips. He also seemed determined to taste every inch of me. By the time his mouth reached the waist of my jeans, his tongue had left swirling trails over my skin that left me shivering and wanting more and more.

His hand went to the button of my jeans.

“You ready for this, sweetheart?”

Wonder filled me for this man. His need was clear as day on his face.

Warmth seeped into my chest and a feeling I didn’t want to examine too closely curled through me. I leaned up and lifted a hand to caress his cheek, the scrape of his unshaven scruff deliciously chafing my palm. Maybe he’d grow it out. The idea of experiencing a beard rash like I’ve heard my best friend talk about sent wet heat to spill from my pussy.

“I’m ready,” I whispered before dropping back to the bed.

He didn’t wait for any further invitation. His hands went to the waistband and in one swift movement he stripped me of my jeans and underwear, sliding down to the bottom of the bed to pull them clear of my feet.

When he had me completely naked, he stood at the bed by my feet. He stared down at me, his eyes taking the same route his mouth had just traveled, taking in every inch of me, leaving me panting and yearning for more.

He didn’t back away. Didn’t run for the door at the sight of my curves so I didn’t feel the need to cover myself. Not with him.

“Let me see everything, sweetheart. Every inch of your gorgeous body.”

This time I had no embarrassment about my curves as his eyes raked over me. His expression made it clear he liked what he saw and newfound confidence began to bloom inside me. I couldn’t help but lift one leg so my foot was flat on the bed, my knee bent. In this position, my legs weren’t parted enough to give him a full view between them, but it did offer a small glimpse.

His eyes burned with lust. With a growl, he ripped at the button and zipper of his jeans and in seconds he had them flying off his body to join his shirt in a puddle on the floor of my apartment.

My pulse thundered in my ears, my already hard nipples now throbbing points.

And then, before I could really take all of him in, he was on me, covering my curvy body with his big, hard one.

A gasp escaped me at this first contact of skin on skin. I reveled in the weight of him pushing me deep into my mattress. I opened my body to him, wrapping my arms and legs around him.

He kissed me hard and fierce and with a possession that made me want to offer him everything—all of me.

Sawyer ripped his mouth from mine. “I need you, baby.”

“I’m right here.”

“I need to make sure you’re ready for me.”

I couldn’t form the words to tell him I was more than ready for him. And he didn’t wait for them. He slid down my body so fast, I didn’t realize his intention until my thighs were parted, my legs hooked over his shoulders and his mouth on my hot, wet pussy.

“Sawyer!” My fingers shot to hair and I fisted two handfuls.

“Fuck, Sawyer!”

A laugh rumbled from him as his tongue delved straight into my dripping wet core. Like a starved man, he licked upward and worked my clit with his tongue and lips and teeth.

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