Page 4 of Rebuilding with the Mountain Man

I walked up behind her and leaned in close, searching the fridge over her shoulder. The smell of her hair was damn near intoxicating and my cock shifted in my pants. The image of fucking her from behind popped into my head, leaning her over my kitchen counter and railing her hard and deep. A soft moan escaped my lips and before I even realized I made the sound, she spun around so fast, my breath caught in my throat.

Our lips were only inches apart and I desperately wanted to kiss her, my hunger no longer for food, but for her. We stood frozen in time, our chests heaving, our breaths matching in quick spurts.

“What are you doing?” Amara whispered as her eyes fell to my mouth and back up again. Her tongue peaked out and I nearly fell to my knees in front of her.

“I don’t fucking know.” I whispered back. “All I know is right now, in this very moment, I want you so fucking bad. I know you want me, too.”

“Is that so?”

“Mmhmm.” I moved my lips even closer, brushing them lightly against hers. My other hand dug into her waist, wanting to hold her there, in place, right where I wanted her.

She placed her hands on my chest and just when I thought she was going to kiss me first, she pushed me backwards gently and stepped aside. “I’m here for business.”

“I think you’re here for a lot more than that, sweetheart.”

CHAPTER THREE

Amara

I sat across from Thane,each of us with a ham and cheese sandwich, chips, and water for lunch, my ideas spread out between us.

But there wasn’t much eating going on.

Thane thoroughly examined my ideas for the business and sketches of what my shop could look like, nodding his head and mumbling to himself, while I stared at him.

I couldn’t stop, couldn’t look away, this handsome mountain man, with muscles and tattoos for days, sexy full lips and a neatly trimmed beard, and sex appeal oozing off every inch of him.

I squirmed in my seat, anticipating what he was going to say or do, and debating if maybe I should take the leap. Just attack him, rip his clothes off, and have my way with his God like body.

“Should I give you a moment alone?” Thane snickered, an amused grin stretched across his handsome face.

“Huh?” I blinked. How long was I not listening? My cheeks flushed, my entire body on fire. I was ready to combust and explode into flames. Flames that would eat us both alive.

“I was telling you my thoughts and you were staring at me but not saying anything.” His grin morphed into a smirk. “I know I’m handsome, but control yourself, woman.”

I narrowed my eyes and clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth. “I actually was thinking about asking one of those guys of yours I saw earlier. What’s their names?”

His expression hardened and I loved the secret thrill that shot through me.Haha, got him. Two can play this game.

“No need. They’re busy.”

“Ah, really? I’m sure they would?—”

“No. You said you wanted me. Now would you like to hear my ideas?”

I laughed inside, loving how bothered he got. It turned me on even more. “Yes, of course.”

He pointed out a few things about my ideas and expanded on them. I liked his vision and thought it matched up well with what I envisioned.

“We should be able to work something out.”

“Great.” I gathered up my papers and stuffed them back in my folder. I needed to get out of here before I did something I’d regret later. “Thank you for everything, including lunch and looking over my ideas. I’m sorry again for earlier. We’ll keep in touch, okay?” I stood up and brought my dishes to the sink.

But when I turned back around, there he was. Right in front of me.

“Hey, not so fast. What’s the rush?”

I looked anywhere but in those sexy eyes of his. “I gotta get back home. I have a few orders to fill.”

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