Tempt Me

“I don’t know what it is you do to me, but you twist me up inside,” he muttered, and before she could reply, he covered her body with his, kissing her hard and fast so she would lose herself in him.

Because he’d sure as fuck lost himself in her.

* * *

Mia’s head was spinning and her body was on fire. Taking Austin in her mouth and making him lose control had been a heady feeling, one that caused her entire being to unravel along with him. Her arousal was at its peak, her sex empty and needy. And when he slid himself on top of her, grinding his ever-hardening erection into her, she nearly came right then.

She gripped his bare ass and arched her hips upward, seeking harder contact, more friction, a faster movement of her sex against his cock. He didn’t disappoint her, either. He ground himself into her, pumping his hips until the sensations swamping her became too much.

“Austin!” She cried out his name as she shattered, an orgasm that was spectacular and yet left her pulsing and empty.

He pulled on her hair and she met his gaze. “I’m going to get a condom.”

She nodded and barely had time to catch her breath before he was back.

He stood over her, powerful and hard, as he rolled the condom over himself before kneeling down before her.

“Now I’m going to make you feel good,” he promised, notching himself between her thighs, pushing his cock through her swollen folds, gently at first, then thrusting hard and deep.

She sucked in a shallow breath. The feel of him stretching her was incredible. He’d braced his hands on either side of her head and his gaze was hot on hers as he began to move, sliding himself in and out of her in long, languid strokes.

She wrapped her legs around his lower back, crossing her ankles behind him. The movement joined them even more tightly together and he groaned, his big body shaking with need as he gathered rhythm and began a steady, punishing thrusting that had her seeing stars. The best kind of stars, the ones that glowed and sent her body soaring higher.

She rocked her hips against him as he continued to drive into her, shifting his hips and hitting the right spot inside her. She dug her nails into his back and moaned, a keening, wailing sound she didn’t recognize but knew came from her.

“Oh, God.”

“No, Austin. Say it,” he said, pulling out and pausing.

“Austin!” His name on her lips triggered something primal inside him and he plunged into her over and over again, triggering her orgasm almost immediately. “Oh, God, I feel you.”

He groaned and took her harder, her inner walls contracting around him, causing the most exquisite sensations to sweep over her.

His rhythmic thrusts continued until he expelled a harsh breath and came hard, his hips grinding into her over and over until he collapsed, his big body covering hers.

He pulled himself together quickly, rolling to the side because he obviously knew he was crushing her. “Be right back.”

He disappeared and returned quickly, kneeling down and scooping her into his arms.

“Where are we going?” she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“To bed so I can rest up and do this all over again.” He headed not for the small bedroom she’d chosen for her own but the big master one on the other side of the single-story cabin.

They fell into bed, a tangle of limbs, and passed out, until she woke to the most delicious feeling of his mouth on her sex, licking her awake and into an almost immediate unexpected orgasm. And after she’d come down from that one, he was inside her again, turning her upside down with his skill and attention and essentially ruining her for all other men.

Chapter Eight

Mia woke up first. She rolled over and realized she was sore from the night’s activities. She also remembered her last thought before falling asleep for the night… and knew she wasn’t wrong. There was something special between her and Austin, something she doubted she’d find again with any other man. He was in tune with her body, her emotions, and attentive to what she needed and when. She was falling for the man and it wasn’t hard to do. Not when she was living in his house, taking care of his daughter, and caring about everything he was going through with his ex.

But that was the crux of the problem. His ex-wife had ruined him for future relationships. He’d made that clear to Mia before sleeping with her, so she had no one to blame but herself if he was coming to mean more to her than an easy fling.

She pushed herself out of bed, leaving the sexy man sleeping on his back. The sheet had dipped to his waist, revealing the corded muscles, hot tattoo, and sexy sprinkling of hair trailing down to his waist. He’d flung one arm over his eyes as if covering them from the incoming sun from the window. He breathed in and out in a deep sleep.