Page 60 of Grumpy on the Mountain
Like she was made for me.
The towel slips from her shoulders, and I have to grip the doorframe to keep from falling to my knees. She's still flushed from the hot water, skin glistening, and there's nothing between us but air and want.
"Let me look at you," I say, my voice rough with need.
She lets the towel fall completely, standing before me like a goddess, and I'm struck speechless by her beauty. Her breasts are full and perfect, nipples tight from the cool air, a light flush spreading across her chest that I want to trace with my tongue.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Molly," I tell her, my hands spanning her ribcage, thumbs brushing just under the curve of her breasts. "Perfect body. Perfect skin. Perfectly pretty face."
She gasps when I touch her cheek, arching into my hands like she's been waiting for this as long as I have. My hand slides down her neck, teasing her as our eyes lock, then I take one hardened nipple in my mouth, sucking gently before biting justhard enough to make her cry out, her hands fly to my hair, holding me against her.
"Beau," she pants, and the sound of my name on her lips makes my cock throb painfully.
Her hands work frantically at the towel wrapped around my waist, and I let her strip it away, watching her eyes widen as she takes in the full extent of my arousal. But instead of being intimidated, she leans forward, pressing her lips to the thick scar on my shoulder.
"My turn," she whispers, and then her mouth is on my chest, her tongue tracing the tattoos that tell the story of everything I've survived. When her hand slides down to wrap around my cock, I nearly lose it right there.
"Fuck, Molly," I groan, my hips bucking into her touch.
She strokes me slowly, and I can see the wonder in her eyes as she feels how hard I am for her. It feels different to the hot tub, firmer, more skin to skin and warmth.
But when she starts to drop to her knees, I catch her hands and lift her back up.
"Not yet," I say, my voice strained with lust. "Tonight is about you, gorgeous."
I need to focus on her. On making this perfect for her.
Because if she touches me much more, I'm going to explode like a goddamn teenager, and this beautiful woman deserves better than that.
I guide her back onto the bed, and she goes willingly, those green eyes never leaving mine. The firelight catches the gold in her hair as she settles against my pillows, and I have to take a moment just to look at her.
Molly Jennings. In my bed. Looking at me like I'm everything she's ever wanted.
"You have no idea how long I've dreamed about this," I confess, my hands trailing down her sides with featherlighttouches. "How many nights I've laid in this bed thinking about you."
Her breath hitches as my fingers dance across her skin. "Since when?"
"Since we were kids," I admit, lifting her silky smooth leg and pressing a kiss to her knee. "Since that summer you dated Riley. And I realized what an idiot my brother was for not worshipping the ground you walked on."
I kiss my way up her thigh, savoring the way she shivers under my touch. When I reach the juncture of her legs, I pause, looking up at her.
"Can I?" I ask, and she nods frantically.
I spread her thighs gently, and I have to grip the sheets to keep from coming at the sight of her. Her pussy is perfect. Pink and wet and already swollen with need. It's so wet it's practically dripping, and it's all mine.
Mine.
I spread her thighs wider, settling between them, and she whimpers at the first brush of my breath against her heated skin. Her hands are already moving to her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers, and the sight makes me growl with satisfaction.
"That's it, baby," I murmur against her thigh. "Touch yourself for me."
Molly moans, her hips lifting toward my mouth. "Beau…"
I trace her entrance with my thumb, committing every curve, every reaction to memory.
This moment, her complete surrender… I'll carry it with me always.
"You're so fucking wet for me," I growl, mesmerized by the slick pink folds that smell devine. "I'm going to remember exactly how you look right now. Spread open for me like this. I've never seen anything so beautiful."
