Whiskey Throttle: A Man of the Month Club Novella: small town grumpy mountain man and divorced mother instalove romance by Tamrin Banks

Author:Tamrin Banks [Banks, Tamrin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

COOKIE

My heart flutters and I can’t get a full breath. I’m panting and when his nose goes between my spread legs from behind, it’s all I can do not to shriek.

“Oh god! That’s…oh my god.” His big hands pull my hips back so he can have better access to my honey pot. His talented tongue delves between my folds, licking at me like he can’t get enough.

His breath puffs out over my clit when he uses his thumbs to spread my petals until my bundle of nerves peeks out of its hood.

“Oh my god,” I groan and grind my ass back into his face until he’s completely buried and I’m not sure how he can breathe. He just grunts and grasps my hips so hard that pain flares up. Pleasure and pain, it’s all mixed up until I feel that knife edge of adrenaline and need building up to shivers wracking my body.

“I-I,” nothing comes out when he slides one big finger then two into my tight cunt. He curls his finger and finds a spot that has my hair raising on my arms and a shriek welling out of my mouth. My body shudders and then waves of pleasure roll over me and stars dance at the edge of my vision. His fingers keep petting that spot while his lips drink in all of my juices.

“So fucking sweet, Cookie. God, I could lick this sweet pussy for the next fifty years.” I fall forward into the counter, my limp hands catching myself before I face-plant onto it.

He gradually slows until I’m finally able to breathe and think. I’m so limp that my legs are shaking, unable to stand and he picks me up in his arms.

“I need you, Cookie. God, I need you so bad. Say you want me.” His crystal-blue eyes are darkened to midnight and his eyes are wary and lustful.

“I need you,” I say, laying my hand on the side of his rough cheek. He turns into my touch and nuzzles my palm, kissing it softly.

“So soft.”

He stalks through the house and back to his bedroom. He settles me lightly on his bed and closes the door.

I raise an eyebrow. “Are you expecting company?”

He grins and stalks to the bed, yanking his belt out of his dark jeans. “I don’t know. I don’t care. But I definitely don’t want the cat to see what I’m going to do to that perfect little body of yours.”

I snort and gurgle out a laugh. “I left perfect behind six months ago. Actually I’ve never been perfect. Too much hips and ass.”

“Don’t forget big tits too,” he growls and yanks his shirt over his head backwards as guys somehow manage to do. My breath whooshes out of me when I see the furry, bare muscles of his wide chest flex and dance. The dark trail of hair leads down to a flat belly surrounded by those ‘v’ muscles that all women salivate over on romance covers. And his are fucking perfect.

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