Protected by the Mountain Man: A Small Town Enemies to Lovers Romance by Emma Blake

Author:Emma Blake [Blake, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-19T00:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

Kat

I wanted him so bad I could barely even will myself out of the car.

I slammed the truck door shut after climbing out in front of the house, my skin tingling. The need for Gabe was a fire in my veins, undeniable, unquenchable.

Pretenses be damned; I was done playing coy.

“Kat, wait.” His voice was rough, throaty, but I was already halfway to the front door. If I stayed here, we were going to end up having sex on the porch.

…maybe that wouldn’t be so bad.

“Bandit's losing his mind in there,” I said over my shoulder, jangling keys in hand. The sound of the dog's frantic barking sliced through the still Montana night. I wanted to make sure he was taken care of before I was taken care of.

“Let him out then,” Gabe grunted.

“That’s the plan,” I shot back. I thrust the key into the lock and twisted, throwing the door open wide enough to let Bandit barrel past us and into the freedom of the yard.

I didn’t stop moving; I needed to do something, anything, with my hands. I rounded the corner into the kitchen, my senses only processing Gabe, Gabe, Gabe. My hand was steady as I filled a glass with water from the tap, but the silence between Gabe and me was louder than Bandit's barking had been.

“Thirsty?” he asked.

Jesus…the way he said that, voice rich and deep. I wanted him again right now, but I also wanted to play it cool. I tipped the glass to my lips, the cool liquid barely quenching my desire⁠—

His hand landed on my shoulder.

I sucked in a breath.

Then Gabe was turning me around, taking the glass out of my hand, placing it firmly on the counter. I gazed up at him, taking a breath.

He kissed me.

It wasn't sweet or tentative. It was as if he were staking a claim, the kind of kiss that pushed every rational thought out of my head. His hands found my hips, and I was suddenly lifted, my butt perched on the edge of the cold kitchen counter.

He kissed me again, his mouth insistent, telling me without words that this was happening, right here, right now.

“Dammit, Gabe,” I managed between kisses, but it wasn't a protest—it was frustration because I couldn’t get him naked fast enough, I wanted to feel those hard muscles bare under my palms. My fingers worked at the buttons of his flannel shirt, clumsy with urgency.

He didn't answer; he was busy shrugging out of his jacket, tossing it onto the floor without a care. His lips never left mine for more than a second, just long enough to get rid of more layers. I could feel the heat from his body even before the shirt joined the jacket, an inferno compared to the chill seeping in through the windows.

His lips left mine only to graze over my pulse.

“Kat,” he murmured against my neck, voice rough, hot breath sending a shiver across my skin. His hands slid under my skirt, large and warm, leaving a trail of fire.

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