The Mountain Man's Obsession (Thickwood, CO, 1) by Jenika Snow

Author:Jenika Snow [Snow, Jenika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jenika Snow
Published: 2020-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Once in the room, he set me on the ground, but all I wanted was to be pressed to Mateo once more, to feel how hard and firm he was against my softness, my curves.

“Take it off for me. All of it.”

I didn’t even think about saying no, about not doing what he said. I lifted my hand to the jacket, unzipped it, and took it off before tossing it aside. Then I gripped the edge of my shirt, about to pull it up and off, when the deep sound that came from his throat stopped me.

“Slow. Take the fucking clothes off… slowly.” As I stared into his eyes, I could see this shift take him over, this veil covering the civility he had. It was like an animal was let free inside him, one he’d kept on a leash until now.

And as I slowly removed my clothes, doing what he wanted, I watched as he did the same with his pants, unhurriedly taking them off, tossing them aside, his focus always on me. I found myself lowering my gaze to what he revealed, to the part of his body I knew would stretch me to the point I’d beg for more. And as I got a good look at his erection, felt my eyes widen, the first thought that came to my mind was how he wouldn’t fit.

He was too bg.

Too thick.

He was massive.

My inner muscles clenched on their own, wetness slipping from me in preparation for what was about to happen.

I couldn’t breathe, and my knees felt so weak, my legs so unsteady. And when I slipped the last piece of clothing off—my panties— standing there naked before him, I felt lightheaded. He stared at me like he was addicted already, like he needed more of my taste, my flavor.

Mateo stalked forward, and there was no other word to call how he moved toward me. When he stood right in front of me, he said nothing as he curled his hands around the bare skin of my hips, digging his fingers into my flesh, holding me still. He leaned forward, his lips nearly touching mine. We breathed the same air for a second, and then he was kissing me again.

He groaned against my lips, his tongue stroking mine, his actions fierce. He was just as unhinged as I was, frantic with lust.

“Your virginity is mine, Charlotte.” He stroked my lips with his tongue and moved his hand to my chest, teasing the curve of my breasts before moving down my belly. It was like he was exploring me, memorizing my shape. He stopped when he got almost to my pussy. The heavy weight of his hand told me he’d claim every part of me until I knew without a doubt I was his.

And God, I wanted that.

I stared up at him, feeling my lips part as I waited for him to touch the most sensitive part of me, the part that ached desperately. I knew as soon as he pushed into me, stretched me, I’d never be the same.

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