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“Say something.” I manage, my cheeks hot. Regret winding its way up my legs and clutching around my heart.
“Uhh…” It’s not a word, more a sound, and my embarrassment starts to spin into anger.
“Now is not the time for the mountain man of few words.” I spit out and the last words crack as my eyes blur.
That seems to release him from whatever hypnotic trance he was in and before I can say anything else, he lunges forward, a tortured sound coming from him, and his hand is on the back of my neck.
Heat is rising through me. I fight through the momentary fear as my breath catches and my blood rushes through my veins, hot and wild.
“You’re not playing fair.” His eyes are on mine, searching for something I hope he finds.
“It’s better than not playing at all.” I counter, watching him bite into his bottom lip, his dark beard moving, and my heart jumps.
“You have no idea what I want from you.” He growls, our mouths inches apart.
“I want to know.” I answer, the danger in his words only turning my wet pussy wetter and my hard nipples harder.
“Fuck.” He releases me, stomping away and out the front door and knives pierce my heart.
I calculate how to get to the bedroom, rip this stupid black plastic from my body and get out of here without having to have any contact with Miller. Before I can plan my escape, he thunders back into the small living room holding a bouquet of wildflowers in front of him as large as his torso.
He sets them down on the kitchen table to my right. There’s anger or rage in his eyes, but he’s back next to me kissing me before I can yelp.
I’m frozen, all my conflicting emotions toiling inside of me, trying to make sense of my arousal and this confusing man who makes me feel beautiful, then so unsure, then beautiful again.
He smells like spice and pine and manliness, whatever that smells like. His lips are hard on mine, tongue seeking between my lips and his hands run down my back making the plastic crinkle and I want him to just take me.
Hard.
Rough.
I’ve seen him throw tree trunks twenty feet tall. I’ve seen him throw an ax from fifty paces and split a piece of wood right down the middle.
I want that. I want to be thrown and split.
We gasp as he breaks the kiss, my hands shaking at my sides, his eyes wild, hands now tangled in my hair, pulling my head back, so my eyes are pinned on him towering over me.
“What’s wrong?” I finally choke out, so confused.
“I wanted to do this right. I wanted it perfect. You deserve perfect.”
“It is perfect.”
He shakes his head looking down, raw lust twisting his features.
The world spins as his hands swoop under my ass, pulling me upward as he backs up, ramming us into the wall behind as his grip on my ass digs in. His mouth is on mine as I grab onto his shoulders, his hips thrusting up into my bare pussy, and he snarls like an animal into our wild kiss.
He kisses and dry humps me until the tension low in my belly passes the point of no return.
Then he releases our kiss, his hips unrelenting as I teeter on the edge.
“I’ve fucking waited for this for so long.” He snarls, watching my face, pushing me harder against the wall with his body. The friction right there, so close…
“God, Miller…” I’m begging.
“Say my name again.” He growls, the words ragged and low as his grip tightens on my rear end.
“Miller.” I whimper as he spreads me farther, grinding and twisting his erection again me. His eyes flashing with desire.
“I need you, my kitten. I’ve needed you for so long.”
I nod, holding onto him as his mouth comes to my neck and his breath is hot, his tongue swiping up to my ear.
“My cock is going to tear into that pussy of yours until all you know is my name, so I hope you’re ready. There’s no turning back…”
I explode as his teeth meet my flesh, and everything turns white.
Chapter Ten
Miller
IT’S NEVER HURT LIKE this to breathe.
I’ve been drowning, going down, my lungs burning, dragging breath into them.
Her legs are still around my back as her orgasm continues to shake her body, and I walk us to the bedroom, the sounds of her pleasure still ringing in my ears. The painful ache in my cock only more desperate with her wet release seeping through the fabric of my jeans.
Her face is flushed, lips parted, eyes half open as I push through the bedroom door. Her breath comes in ragged bursts, and I feel like a storm ready to unleash on her. I need this to be perfect.
I think that’s why I waited so fucking long.
