Page 13 of Cider Kissed By the Mountain Man
“Trent! I can walk, you know.”
“Not fast enough,” I said, carrying her up the front steps and through the door. “And I like having you in my arms.”
“But—”
“No buts,” I said, taking the stairs two at a time. “I’m carrying you to my bed, and you’re going to let me.” I wanted her to know she didn’t have to take care of a damn thing right now—just feel, just let go. I’d take care of her. Over and over again.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, her mouth finding mine as I navigated the hallway. “Bossy,” she murmured against my lips.
“You have no idea,” I said, and kicked open my bedroom door. If she thought I was bossy now, wait until she found out I also had a filthy mouth and zero patience when it came to undressing her.
My bedroom was dark and cool and when I placed her on her feet, we both went very still. The air snapped tight with tension. With need. I wanted to devour her. But I also wanted to take my time. Worship. Ruin. Repeat.
“No going back after this.” I forced the words out, knowing I needed to give her time to rethink her choice. Even if it was killing me.
“I don’t want to go back.” Her voice was steady, but her eyes—those eyes—held the kind of heat that made my blood burn and my restraint fray at the edges. “Do you?”
“No.” That was the only answer I was capable of giving her. I grasped the hem of her shirt. “Lift.”
She did so, laughing as I tugged the shirt over her head and threw it across the room.
“Shoes,” I demanded. She giggled and kicked them off. I didn’t waste any time and reached for the waistband of her pants. I knelt as I pulled them off. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
I gripped her hips, leaning forward and burying my nose at the juncture of her thighs.
“Trent?” she gasped my name, her fingertips pressing against my scalp.
“You smell like heaven,” I breathed against her. “Are you wet for me, baby?”
Her thighs trembled against my jaw. “Let me find out,” I growled, dragging my tongue over the silk of her panties. She groaned my name, and I did it again. I wanted to stay there and feast on her, but I wanted her naked too.
I stood up, unbuttoning my shirt. Her eyes darken as she took in my chest, my shoulders, the way my muscles tensedunder her touch. Her hands were soft and warm as she explored, fingernails scraping lightly over my skin in a way that made me hiss.
I slammed my mouth over hers, walked her backward until her legs hit the bed. She sat down hard, looking up at me with eyes that were dark with anticipation.
“Lie back.”
She did as I asked, scooting back until she was in the center of my bed, her dark hair spread across my pillows like silk. The sight of her there—in my bed, in my space, looking at me like she trusted me completely—nearly brought me to my knees.
I climbed onto the bed beside her, propping myself up on one elbow so I could look down at her.
“Beautiful,” I said, tracing the curve of her collarbone with one finger. “So, fucking beautiful.”
She arched into my touch, her breath coming faster as I moved my hand lower, drawing circles just above where she needed me most. Teasing her. Watching her unravel.
“You want it sweet, or you want it dirty?” I asked.
“Can’t I have both?” she whispered, voice shaking.
“Oh, Abby, you’re about to get the kind of fucking they write songs about and put warning labels on.” I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, pulling it away. And then she was bare from the waist up. I pressed my mouth to the top swell of her breast before placing a trail of kissed down to her nipple. I licked it, bunching the soft flesh of her breast in my hand. I devoured her with my mouth, my tongue, my teeth, until her back was arching off the mattress.
“So damn sensitive,” I murmured before working my way down her body. “That’s going to make this even more fun, baby.”
“Trent,” she panted, and I could hear the desperation in her voice. “Please.”
That voice. I could’ve come just from the sound of it. I pressed kisses to her ribs, her stomach, the sensitive spot just below her navel that made her gasp and shy away at the same time. “Easy, baby.”
Then I was pulling her panties off, burying my face between her thighs.
