Page 10 of Rescued By the Brooding Mountain Hero

I squeeze my thighs together, trying to quell the ache building between them. I imagine trailing my hands over his broad chest, feeling his muscles jump and flex beneath mytouch. I picture him pinning me to the bed with that powerful body, his lips hot and demanding against mine.

"Jade?" Beau's voice snaps me out of my wild fantasies. "You okay?"

"Y-yeah," I stammer, trying to regain my composure. "Just warming up."

His eyes darken as they roam over my blanket-wrapped form, and I wonder if he can read the desire written plainly on my face. The air feels electric, crackling with a tension that begs to be broken.

Beau's eyes sparkle with mischief as he leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "So, tell me more about this sex god mountain rescuer of yours. Think you can do him justice?"

I can't help but laugh, the sound breathy and flirtatious. "Oh, I don't know. He's a pretty impressive specimen. Might be hard to capture all that rugged masculinity on the page."

"I have faith in you," Beau drawls, his voice low and suggestive. "A talented novelist like yourself, I'm sure you can rise to the challenge."

The double entendre sends heat rushing to my core. Is it my imagination, or is Beau flirting with me? After the way I stubbornly ignored his warnings and got myself into this mess, I thought he'd be furious. But instead, there's a playful heat in his gaze that makes my pulse race.

Outside, the rain hammers against the windows, the wind howling through the trees. We're well and truly stuck here together until the storm passes. Suddenly, that prospect doesn't seem so bad. In fact, the thought of being trapped in close quarters with this gorgeous man is downright thrilling.

Throwing caution to the wind, I untangle myself from the blankets and stand up, letting them pool at my feet. I'm acutelyaware that I'm wearing nothing but my lacy bra and panties, but the blazing intensity in Beau's eyes gives me courage.

"You know," I say softly, taking a step towards him, "I could use some hands-on research for this book. If I’m going to get all the details just right."

Beau's gaze rakes over my body, his pupils blown wide with desire. "Is that so?" he murmurs, uncrossing his arms and pushing off the wall. "And what kind of details are we talking about?"

"Oh, you know," I breathe, closing the distance between us until we're standing toe-to-toe. "The way his muscles feel under my hands. The taste of his skin. The sounds he makes when I touch him just right."

Beau makes a low, desperate noise in the back of his throat. Then his hands are on my waist, yanking me flush against him. I gasp at the sudden contact, my body molding to his like we were made for each other.

For a moment, we just stare at each other, chests heaving, the anticipation building to a fever pitch. Then Beau's mouth crashes down on mine, and I'm lost.

It's the kiss to end all kisses, fierce and passionate and all-consuming. His lips are firm and demanding, coaxing mine open so his tongue can sweep inside. I moan into his mouth, my fingers scrabbling for purchase on his broad shoulders.

Beau walks me backward until my legs hit the bed, then tumbles me down onto the mattress, covering my body with his. The solid weight of him pressing me into the sheets is intoxicating.

I want this.

I need this.

10

BEAU

Ipush Jade down onto the bed, her body trembling beneath me. The sight of her, so vulnerable and exposed, sends a jolt of desire through me. I gently remove her bra and panties, taking a moment to drink her in fully. She's more beautiful than I ever could have imagined.

"You're stunning," I murmur, my voice husky with emotion.

Jade rolls her eyes, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, yeah, mountain man. I bet you say that to all the girls you rescue."

But I can see the blush creeping up her cheeks and the way her breath hitches as I trace my fingers along her collarbone. My erection strains against my wet jeans, and I know I can't hold back any longer.

I lean down to kiss her a second time, my lips meeting hers in a fierce, possessive kiss. She responds eagerly, her arms wrapping around my neck as she pulls me closer. I can taste the salt from the rain on her skin, and it only heightens my desire.

As we break apart, I see the uncertainty in her eyes. She's still scared, still shaken from the storm. But I know she wants this as much as I do. I can feel it in the way her body responds to my touch, in the way her breath catches when I kiss her neck.

"I almost lost you out there," I whisper. "I can't hold back anymore."

Jade's eyes widen, and for a moment, I think she's going to push me away. But then she nods, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know. Me neither."

I let out a soft groan as Jade's fingers fumble with the buttons of my shirt, her hands shaking slightly from the cold and adrenaline. I reach up to help her, my larger hands making quick work of the remaining buttons. She pushes the wet fabric off my shoulders, her eyes widening as she takes in my muscular chest and abs.

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