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A small smile graces her face, perhaps accepting the peace offering.

“If you’re offering, Chap, I’ll take a horny badger,” she says with a mischievous smirk. Tanner palms his face, shaking his head. She winks at me then rolls her eyes and more seriously says, “I’ll take a small flat white. Thanks!”

“Alright,” Collin says, standing up from the couch, yawning with arms outstretched over his head, “I’m off to bed. See y’all tomorrow.” And like that, he’s off to the bunkroom.

“Yeah. I’m beat. Goodnight guys,” Lizzy says, leaving right behind Collin.

“Well, looks like it’s just us again.” Tanner’s expression has changed back to the sultry, lustful man from the gondola. His gaze intensifying.

“Yeah. Funny how that keeps happening.” I arch one eyebrow, a sheepish grin forming at the corner of my mouth.

“Almost like someone planned it, if I didn’t know any better.” There’s a fire in his eyes now. I realize the feelings of desire raging between my legs while he was in my mouth are back. As if he can read my mind, he leans in, kissing my cheek, his warm breath on my skin sends my heart racing.

“Come with me.” His words are short, but direct in that low, commanding voice. My body follows him instinctively, his words putting a spell on me, as we head to the mudroom.

Fuck. What is he thinking now?

“Close the door behind you.” He looks at me, a fierce determination behind the emerald green gems in his eyes.

“Um… What are you planning on?” My chest is pounding, back in this mudroom, alone, with him. I now know full well what this incredibly hot man is capable of doing to me.

“I want my shirt back,” he says, his voice low, hushed, and raspy.“This one’s a bit sweaty after today.”

His hands go towards the waist of his jeans before he takes off the faded blue t-shirt he’s wearing. His abs with that vein running prominently towards his waistline, his chest, all of his incredible muscles are on display again in the same room where this all started twenty-four hours ago. But this time, I greedily stare him down, taking in the stunning sight in front of me. Forget eyefucking, I want so much more and I’m not going to be shy about showing it.

He reaches for the dryer, opening the door. His long arms stretch out as he looks for his black t-shirt from the night before. I blush as he pulls out one of my thongs first, a small black one, holding it up to look at. He looks back at me, twirling it around one of his fingers, a bemused look on his face.

“I like this, but I’d like it more if I was pulling it off of you with my teeth.” I didn’t think a man rummaging through my laundry could turn me on, but here we are, and it’s doing it for me. I feel my thighs clench and notice how wet I still am from sucking him off before.

I flush for a moment, before stepping towards him up on my toes to whisper in his ear, my voice sultry.

“I think I’d like that too.”

He reaches back into the dryer, finally pulling out his black t-shirt and hanging it on one of the wall hooks. He takes a step toward me, pulling me closer, his hands on my waist, thumbs caressing my hip bones.

“Now. Do you think you can be a good girl, and be quiet for me?” His gaze lowers to mine before he kisses my forehead. His hand drops from my waist and cups the needy parts of me between my legs over my yoga pants.

I look into his eyes and nod, my breath heavy.

“Good,” he says, as his hand drifts back to my waist before sliding down into the front of my leggings.

He pins me back against the wall, his other hand gripping my ass, supporting me, as he starts to tease my aching clit. The way he holds me in his strong hands creating so much pleasure, so fast, is overwhelming.

My mind briefly drifts to a mental image of Tanner, shirtless, in his workshop. I think of his muscles glistening in sweat while he works over a hot fire. The same skilled hands working on me now gripping his tools and pounding hot metal.

I’m brought back to the moment with him by his scent. It’s everywhere and fills every breath I take. Earthy leather and that fresh pine. God, he smells like the forest, the mountains, and his ranch.

I wrap one leg around his, pulling him closer to me, opening myself more as his hand explores my clit and teases my lips, already so wet in anticipation of his touch.

“I had a feeling you might be ready for more. Looks like I was right. You are so fucking wet.” He slides his fingers up and down my slit, lingering on my opening and clit. I moan at the touch, grabbing his shoulders tightly.

“No,” he tsks, slowly. “I said you have to be a good girl for me and be quiet. If you keep that up, I’ll have to stop and that won’t be fun for either of us now, will it?”

His voice is intoxicating, sending me closer to the edge. I’ve never been called agood girlbefore nor have I wanted to be called one. But now it’s fucking hot coming from Tanner. I thrust my clit and pussy back into his hand, desperate to get another release from him. He senses my eagerness.

“Don’t worry, we’re going to get you there,” he says.

He slides two fingers in me, making the same motion as he did earlier on the gondola. He takes his thumb and massages my clit.

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