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The black shirt stretched over his large muscles and she wanted to walk over to him, push her hands underneath the cotton material, and feel his skin against her palms. He was rock solid and so damn sexy, her panties were already wet from fantasizing about him.
He stopped what he was doing as if he realized that she was staring, and they locked gazes.
Holy shit. He is so gorgeous. His dark brown eyes held hers with such conviction and desire.
Then he squinted at her.
“Are you okay?” he asked, approaching, wiping his hands on his jeans. She didn’t care if they had wood dust on them. She wanted them on her skin, against her breasts, bringing her pleasure.
He was in front of her, and the moment he reached out to place his fingers under her chin to tilt her face up toward him, she exhaled.
“J.J.?”
It was the scent of the fresh wood, the sawdust, his cologne and soap that hit her like a bolt of lightning.
She stepped closer and did exactly what she fantasized about doing. She found the hem of his shirt with unsteady hands, slowly pressed them against his waist colliding with the belt buckle, and then skin. His hard, muscular abs were warm to touch and she pressed harder as she moved up along his abs to his chest.
Gazing up into his eyes with her head tilted all the way back, she started taking uneasy breaths, and tears filled the back of her eyes. His scowl of concern just added to the attraction and need building inside of her.
“I want you,” she whispered.
The dark brown of his eyes changed instantly from concern to excitement. She could have sworn she saw a twinkle right before he lifted her up and kissed her on the mouth.
She straddled his hips and held on tight as his hands moved everywhere. It was exciting, invigorating, and she didn’t care where they were or where he placed her down, just as long as he filled her with his incredibly thick, hard cock pronto.
* * * *
Brook was feeling so sexually aroused just having J.J. in his workshop. But the fact that she seemed legitimately impressed with his craftsmanship touched his heart. She wasn’t bullshitting. He would know. She saw things in the patterns of wood and his designs that not everyone noticed immediately. But what got him hot and heavy was her expression when he turned to look at her and saw the hunger in her eyes that matched the hunger in his body.
He was pressing his tongue deep into her mouth, wanting, needing to express the intensity of their connection.
He didn’t know how he did it, but he pulled her shirt up and over her head, pausing only a second from kissing her to do it.
He used his hand to shove things off the worktable so he could set her down on it. The dust filtered through the air and he pulled from her mouth as he held her head between his hands.
“You drive me fucking wild,” he told her.
The jade green of her eyes looked amazing and bright. They were filled with emotion and it appeared as if she were holding back tears. Could she be feeling the intensity he was feeling?
“I need you. Oh God, Brook. It’s so crazy, but I want you so badly. Watching you work, using your hands to check the wood. I want your hands on me. I want you inside of me. Please, please, make love to me.”
“Baby, you don’t have to ask me twice. But it’s kind of dusty in here. Maybe we should go inside.”
She shook her head.
“I want you now. In here, with the scent of wood and all your hard creative work surrounding us. This is all you, and I want all of you,” she said.
He covered her mouth and kissed her again. The feel of the palms of her hands moving up and down his chest and then to the waist of his jeans fired him up.
He pulled from her mouth and helped her to undo his pants. He pulled the condom from his pocket. He filled each pocket with one in hopes that she would feel the need to make love as much as he knew that he would want to. She had his heart already, and he’d fantasized about taking her in this room for weeks.
He pulled her down from the workbench.
“Turn around, bend over, and grab on to the wood for support.”
Her eyes widened from his tone and he knew he barked out the order, but she did this to him. She turned him into a raving, wild man needy for her pussy and her pussy only.
Her delicate fingers collided with the wood. He reached around her and undid her jeans and shoved them down to the floor. The sight of her black thong panties made his dick grow another inch with anticipation. He ran his palms along each globe and she moaned.
