She stared at him with large eyes rimmed with dark lashes.Her lips parted, and shallow pants broke through her teeth.Her breasts lay nestled in the pink cups of her bra and her navel dipped just above her yoga pants.The most stunning sight he’d ever witnessed.
“Jaxon.”She spoke his name on a whisper, but the plea held not even a sliver of hesitancy.She positioned herself on her knees on the mattress, the motion bringing the top of her head to his sternum.Her hair spilled around her shoulders as her fingers lifted the hem of his shirt.“Your turn.”
He let her wiggle the material up his chest and over his head.The shirt hit the floor, and her hands dove for his chest.Her fingers ran over his muscles, down his abdomen, and to the snap of his jeans.
“God, I’ve wanted to feel these since the first time I saw you chopping wood.”
He frowned, but when her fingers unfastened his jeans, all clarity left his mind.She brought her lips to his pec and kissed his chest.
“When did you see me chop wood?”He managed to ask.
“At the summer fair.You were in the wood chopping contest.”An impish smile drew up her lips.“I’m pretty sure all the women came for your eye candy.”
He drew his head back and scoffed.“Please.”
“No, seriously.It was hot as hell that day.No one in their right mind would’ve chopped wood fully clothed.You had your shirt off just like this.”She dragged her palms down his front again.“Don’t worry, I didn’t hear any complaints.”
He brought his hands to the waistband of her pants.All humor left her face, and a slight gasp hiccupped from her throat.He pushed her pants down her thighs then bent to trail kisses from her breasts to her panties.Her hands caught his head and her body melted in his hold.
“Oh my god,” she cried.She quickly reached behind her back, and her bra came loose.He peeled it from her arms and dropped it at his feet.
He gestured for her to lie down then pulled her pants off the rest of the way, leaving only a pair of pretty mauve lace covering her sex.
A rush of hunger thrummed somewhere deep in his chest.“Jesus,” he breathed.He caught her knees in his palms and stared at her lush, pink-tipped breasts.
He’d lied to her.
He’d never get her out of his head in one night.
***
“Jaxon, stop.”Shecovered her face with her hands.Good grief, no man had ever looked at her the way he did.He was drinking in every inch of her body.It didn’t help that the afternoon sun glowed through the white blinds even though they were closed.
“Why are you embarrassed?”He caught her elbows and lifted her hands from her eyes.
The fire burning her skin became a scorching blaze.She studied the deep crow’s-feet at the corners of his eyes.His thumbs caressed her forearms, calming her revved nerves.So kind.So gentle.
She shrugged.“It’s just...I’ve never had anyone look at me the way you do.”
He cocked an eyebrow.“How do I look at you?”
She fought the urge to chew her lips.Heck, she was naked except for her panties.There was no reason for her to hold back now.
“You scrutinize me.”
“Scrutinize?”He moved his hands to her knees, and his fingers slid slowly up and down the outsides of her thighs.“You make it sound like I have a critical stare or something.”
She pressed her lips together.“It’s not that.It’s just how deep you look.Like there’s nothing that escapes your attention.I feel...exposed around you.Like you know more about me after one glance than any of the townspeople I’ve known for years do.”
He nodded slowly, his eyes darkening a bit.Had she worded it wrong?Said something to offend him?Crap.
Then the corner of his mouth hitched up.“Does it bother you?”
She shook her head quickly and wet her lips.“I’m starting to like it.”
His gruff laugh shook the bed.“I promise you’ll like me a helluva lot more over the next few hours.”His roaming hands slid to the triangle of material between her legs and moved it.Her pulse slowed.He dipped his head in the same instant as his words registered in her brain.
“Next few what—”
