Page 148 of Mountain Boss

He’s so… hot.

His touch. His tongue. His body.

I press my hands against his chest.

His strong muscles flex under my fingers.

I open my mouth wider as I slide my hands up over his shoulders.

Sterling drags his palm down my neck until he’s circling his arm around my back.

I arch into him. Aching to feel him press against my core.

I arch farther, then slide off the edge of the seat.

I yelp but feel Sterling’s lips smile against mine.

I don’t fall.

Of course I don’t.

Sterling’s hold on me tightens, and he hoists me up into his arms.

When he starts to walk, I break the kiss.

“W-what are you doing?” I’m gasping for air, struggling to get the question out, simply from making out with this man.

“I’m driving.” Sterling, thankfully, sounds just as breathless as he circles the front of the Jeep.

Which I’ll pretend is from the kissing and not the carrying.

“Okay,” I pant while tightening my thighs around his hips.

I don’t really care what his plan is. All I can focus on is the friction between us.

Each step has his cock pressing against the seam of my jeans, right where I want him.

Just not quite hard enough.

“Open the door, Courtney.”

I look around and see we’re at my passenger side door.

Letting go of Sterling with one hand, I grab the handle and pull the door open.

Sterling moves like he’s going to deposit me into the seat. But he pauses, then presses my back against the side of the Jeep.

He hugs me tightly as he rocks his hips into the juncture of my thighs.

“Fucking hell.” He groans and does it again. “I wanted to see you, but I think it might kill me to have you this close and not fuck you.”

I drop my head back against the vehicle and match his groan.

Hearing Sterling admit that he wants to fuck me…

My fingers claw at his shoulders.

I want that so bad.

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