Page 23 of Mountain Man's Naughty Elf
"Too many clothes," she murmured, tugging at my henley.
I sat back on my heels, pulling the shirt over my head. She stared at my chest, her pupils dilating as her teeth sank into her lower lip—a simple gesture that had me hardening instantly.
"Your turn," I said, voice rough with desire.
She sat up, crossing her arms to grasp the hem of her borrowed shirt. The movement exposed a strip of pale skin above her pants, and I forced myself to be patient, to let her set the pace. Then the flannel was gone, and she was kneeling beforeme in a simple white bra, her creamy skin dusted with freckles that continued past her collarbone, down to the swell of her breasts.
"God, Pepper," I breathed, reaching out to trace the path of freckles along her shoulder.
She shivered at my touch, leaning into it. "Cold hands," she said with a small smile.
"I'll warm them up," I promised, pulling her closer.
This kiss was slower, deeper, a gradual building of heat rather than the explosion of before. I unhooked her bra, drawing the straps down her arms. When she was bare from the waist up, I pulled back to look at her again.
Her breasts were perfect—full with blue veins visible beneath translucent skin, crowned by petal-pink nipples that tightened under my gaze. I cupped one breast in my palm, watching her face as I brushed my thumb across the tight peak.
She arched into my touch, a soft sound escaping her lips. "Don't tease."
"Not teasing," I murmured, lowering my head to replace my thumb with my mouth. "Taking my time."
I circled her nipple with my tongue, then drew it into my mouth, pulling a gasp from her. Her hands found my hair, holding me to her as I moved from one breast to the other. When I grazed my teeth lightly against the sensitive peak, her hips bucked against mine.
I could feel her heat through our remaining clothes, her arousal making me throb in response. I slid a hand between us, slipping beneath the waistband of her pants.
She was already wet, ready for me. I stroked her through the damp fabric, watching her face as pleasure washed over it.
"Pax, please," she whimpered, hips rocking against my hand. "I need—"
"Tell me what you need," I urged, my voice barely recognizable.
"You. Inside me. Now."
The desperate want in her voice nearly undid me. I tugged at the pants, and she lifted her hips to help me slide them down, taking her panties with them. Then she was naked beneath me, all creamy skin and freckled curves, her auburn hair spread like fire against my dark sheets.
I stood to remove my own jeans, aware of her gaze tracking my movements. When I was down to my boxers, her eyes dipped to the obvious bulge there, and she licked her lips in a gesture that sent heat pooling low in my belly.
"Come here," she said, reaching for me.
Instead, I knelt at the edge of the bed, drawing her toward me until her legs dangled over the side. She propped herself up on her elbows, confusion in her eyes until I pushed her thighs apart and settled between them.
"Oh," she breathed, understanding dawning.
I looked up the length of her body as I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh. "I want to taste you first."
Her pupils widened so much her eyes looked nearly black. "God, yes," she breathed. "Very, very yes."
I grinned, then lowered my head to her center. The first swipe of my tongue made her gasp and fall back against the mattress. She was already so wet, so ready. I took my time exploring her, learning what made her moan, what made her thighs tremble against my shoulders.
When I found her clit, I circled it with my tongue, then sucked gently. Her reaction was immediate—a sharp cry, her back arching off the bed. I slid one finger inside her, then a second, curling them to find that spot that would drive her wild.
"Oh God, Pax, yes, right there," she babbled, her hands fisting in the sheets. "Don't stop, please don't stop—"
I had no intention of stopping. I kept up the rhythm, my tongue working her clit as my fingers pumped into her, curling to hit that perfect spot with each thrust. Her thighs began to shake, her breathing turning to sharp pants as she climbed higher.
"I'm close," she warned, one hand moving to tangle in my hair. "I'm going to—"
I sucked harder on her clit, pressing my fingers deep, and she shattered. Her back bowed, her body clenching around my fingers as she cried out my name. I worked her through it, easing off only when her trembling subsided.
