My Mountain Man Muse

“Yes,” I say as I bite my bottom lip all seductively. “Something… hot.”

“Like a coffee?”

I sit up and put my arms on the back of the couch as I look at him with a wicked grin. He can’t see my body, but I have seduction written all over my face. “Hotter.”

“Hotter than coffee?” he asks, looking confused. “Are you feeling okay? You look a little feverish or something.”

Damn it. I guess I have to work on my seduction skills. It seems like my ‘seduce me’ face is more like a ‘take me to the hospital’ face.

“I guess I am feeling pretty hot,” I say as I get off the couch and start limping my way over to him.

This swollen freaking ankle is making it really hard to seduce anyone! I’m hobbling over toward him like a zombie.

I give him a sexy hair flip that will have his heart exploding and give him my hottest, most seductive bedroom eyes.

He looks at me funny. “Are you drunk?”

“No,” I say as my face and shoulders drop. I feel my cheeks getting hotter than the fire in the fireplace. “I was trying to… seduce you.”

Wicked Games finishes and Harry Styles comes on next, officially ruining the moment and making me feel like a complete and total failure.

I fall back into the chair by the wall and drop my head into my hands, wishing this mountain would just open up and swallow me whole.

A full ten seconds go by without a word and I cringe as I peek through my fingers at him.

He’s staring at me with a new look on his face. His brown eyes are no longer gentle and soft like an old fine saddle, they’re hard and hungry like a ravenous beast.

I swallow hard as I slowly raise my head and drop my hands into my lap.

He’s breathing heavily as he stares at me like a starving man stares at dessert.

My body starts tingling as I realize that he was holding himself back before, and now he’s not. I just gave him the green light to do whatever he wants to me.

I gulp as I slowly look down his body and see the hard long outline of his big cock growing in his pants. My mouth waters as I stare at it, getting longer and growing harder before my very wide eyes.

“You were trying to seduce me?” he asks in disbelief.

“A little bit,” I say as my cheeks turn pink.

He runs a hand through his shaggy hair and my core clenches. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since I first saw you.”

My mouth drops. What?!?

“It’s been hell trying to keep my hands off you, Lily,” he says, looking like there’s pain in his eyes from just recalling the memory. “That’s why I keep leaving. I didn’t know how long I could control myself around you.”

“I don’t want you to hold yourself back,” I say with my pulse racing. “Not anymore.”

He pulls off his shirt with one swift movement and tosses it onto the floor as he comes over.

“Holy shit,” I gasp as he drops to his knees in front of me and pulls me into his arms. He’s so big. His body is massive and it makes me feel so tiny, which is not an easy thing to do.

I wrap my arms around his neck and breathe in his rich masculine scent. It sends a jolt right to my pussy and makes it throb hotter than ever.

Our faces are so close. We’re staring into each other’s eyes as I run my hand down his thick powerful arm. His skin is so warm. The look in his eyes is so erotic.

I’m going to die if I don’t have this guy inside me soon.

His big hand slides to the back of my neck and he pulls me forward, crushing my lips to his. I moan as he thrusts his tongue in, claiming my mouth as his own.

I’m so wet. The fire roaring in the fireplace, the seclusion of the mountain as it snows outside, the Harry Styles song playing—I really should turn that off—it’s all setting such an erotically charged scene. I can feel the electricity sizzling in the air as his hands slide down my aching body to my hips.

He pulls me closer as he kisses me deeper. I squeeze my thighs together and moan as I feel the warmth pooling between them.

This guy is such a turn on. I’ve never wanted a man more in my life. I slide my hands up until they’re cupping his face, my fingers buried in his thick beard.

I’ve never thought much of beards before, but now I’m fully on board. I’m on team beard all the way.

When he finally pulls away from my mouth, my head is swirling. I can feel my heart pounding in my ears and I seem to have forgotten how to breathe as I stare into his gorgeous brown eyes. They’re reflecting the orange light from the fire, giving them a godly glow.