Page 52 of Rescued By the Mountain Man Cowboy
Laughing, Luke pulls me off the bed and slaps my bare ass toward the bathroom. “Gonna start the coffee,” he says, leaving the room.
“Tease,” I call out.
“We can play with edging later, baby.”
Oh, my God. This man’s going to evaporate my vagina if he keeps talking like this.
“Have I told you,you look good in my clothes?” Luke asks as I step out from the bathroom.
I look down at my leggings and the oversized long-sleeve Henley I stole from him, which I had to roll up my arms a hundred times.
I shrug. “Comfy.”
“Can’t wait to peel it off you later.”
“Luke,” I reprimand, almost stomping my foot.
His deep, low chuckle is not helping.
“If you want me to behave and not jump your bones, stop being sexy,” I say.
“Baby, I’ve been picturing having you for breakfast instead, all morning. Trust me. We’re both suffering here.”
“I wouldn’t have been opposed to that.”
His eyes narrow.
I raise my hands up in surrender. “I’m just saying.”
“Trouble,” he mumbles, pulling me closer in front of him.
God, he’s hot.
He’s in gray sweatpants that hang loose on his hips and a heather navy blue Henley that molds to every defined muscle on his body. Add the tattoos peeking out of every opening…that full but tightly trimmed beard that does nothing to hide the cut of his jawline. I lick my lips, remembering all the ways he took my body last night.
“Behave,” he growls, turning me around so I’m standing with my back to him.
“Trying,” I sass, rubbing my ass against his groin.
“Fuck,” he coughs as he hardens on my ass. “Brown Eyes.”
I peek over my shoulder innocently. “What?”
His eyes grow hard, which just make me want to climb him more. “Eyes forward.”
“Oooh, you’ve got your serious, military man voice on.”
“Anna.”
Laughing, I put him out of his misery and face forward. I’m laughing, that is, until his lips brush the shell of my ear.
“That’s gonna cost your ass later, Brown Eyes. My palm’s itching.”
My core responds, hot and ready. No man I’ve been with has ever been experimental with sex. It’s always been basic. Ask me a year ago if I would have been into being praised, anal, or up for anything else, and I would have laughed.
With Luke? There was never a second’s hesitation.
“Remind me of the basics,” he instructs, getting to business.
