Braden froze. Not even in his wildest imaginings had he thought to see her like that!
Her posterior wiggling and thrusting about rather provocatively, she lay bent over. And heaven help him, but it looked as if she were battling the very forest, or at least the hapless shrub in front of her.
Sin burst out laughing.
Braden probably would have laughed, too, had a breeze not ruffled up the hem of her plaid, gifting him with a bountiful sight of her creamy buttocks. As well as a glimpse of other things that stirred a man’s interest and loins.
Desire flooded through him, sending a painful throb straight to his groin.
Aye, the lass had a beguiling bottom. One of tempting proportions that would contour just perfectly to his body. And in that instant, he swore he could feel the softness of her thighs in his palm, hear her moaning as he buried himself deep inside her over and over again until they both screamed out in blissful release.
Braden ground his teeth as his need for her flamed so hot that for a moment, it rendered him immobile.
“It’s not funny!” Maggie snapped, trying to pull herself out of the tangle of brush and limbs. All she succeeded in doing was baring more of her backside to him.
At this rate, the plaid would be gathered up at her waist in another move or two and her entire bottom would be bared for his hungry view.
His eyes feasting on her, Braden held his breath in expectation. And for the first time in his life, he realized he was actually salivating over the sight before him.
“Braden!” she shouted again. “Please, help. I can’t move. Every time I try to pull out, it just gets worse.”
Nay, love, he thought wolfishly, it only gets better.
Much better, point of fact.
“Braden?”
Braden briefly closed his eyes as an image of her writhing in his arms flitted through his mind. Too easily, he could picture her surrender, imagine the sound of his name on her passion-drunk lips.
And when he opened his eyes, he was again greeted by the plaid just barely concealing her natural charms.
It was all Braden could do to force his gaze away from her wiggling hips and move around her to where he could see her flushed face.
He would definitely like a few more leisurely minutes explore her...
“What is taking you so long? Would you please help me?” she asked again.
Aye, he’d help her all right, but what he really wanted to help her do, she’d slap him into eternity for.
Focus man, it’s not like you’ve never seen a woman’s backside before.
True enough, but he couldn’t ever remember a woman’s body tempting him this much.
Dropping his pack on the ground, Braden eyed the contraption on top of her with a frown. Maggie lay on what appeared to be a leaf-like table while more branches and leaves had fallen on top of her and held her pinned face down.
“How did you get in there?”
She arched her back to where she could glare at him. “Oh, I don’t know. It just looked like a good place to stop for a bit of a rest.”
Sin laughed again as Braden rolled his eyes at her sarcasm.
“Well, Lady Venom Tongue, perhaps I should leave you in there.”
Panic flitted across her brow, then she quickly added, “I was walking, then I tripped over something and all of a sudden this giant mass of leaves fell on top of me. Now, would you please help me get up?”
Braden ran his gaze over her body. She was in quite the perfect position for?—
“Braden!” she snapped as if she could read his thoughts.
