Page 24 of Mountain Void

And now you’re letting him inside.

She blocked the thought quickly. Her hand went down to the button of her jeans.

“Allow me,” he said. His left hand went to her hips, while his right hand caressed the top of her breast where it peeked out from under the bra. His touch went straight to her core, a sharp burst of heat that pulled an involuntary inhale from her.

Yes.

More.

Still that immediate, treacherous response—her body responding to his.

More.

“We have all night,” he said.

It took her an instant to realize she’d spoken the word out loud.

The pads of his fingers felt rough against her breast—rough in exactly the right way.

Charlie’s chest heaved, almost exposing her nipple. Lorenz groaned and pulled the cup of the bra down. His fingers pinched her nipple lightly. Charlie moaned, pulling herself closer against him.

His finger moved to her other breast, pulling the bra down to access that nipple as well, while his other hand unzipped her jeans.

More.

Lorenz searched her face, green eyes dark.

He pulled off her jeans, supporting her as she hopped from one foot to the next, leaving her clad in just her bra and underwear.

“So fucking beautiful,” he exhaled. His hands went under her butt, lifting her easily. He walked her to the bed and set her down gently. Linen brushed her skin.

Charlie reached for him, fingers curling into his dark green polo shirt.

“This has to go,” she said, pulling until, finally, he took the hint and shucked it off. His stomach muscles rippled as the fabric came away, and for a moment Charlie forgot how to breathe.

Lorenz leaned over her, bracing one arm on the mattress, the other cupping her cheek. He paused there, forehead resting against hers, breath hot.

“Are you sure about this, Charlie?” he asked. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

“I want you,” she said simply.

Her words seemed to ease some tension within him, replacing it with pure, unadulterated intent.

His lips came down on hers again, while his hands finally—finally—unclasped her bra. The feeling of her breasts against his naked chest was glorious. Pure pleasure coursed through her.

He pulled himself up for an instant to take off his jeans and boxer shorts, and she took the chance to look between his legs; his thick, hard erection even bigger than she remembered it.

He hooked his thumb inside the waistband of her underwear and pulled down, his calloused fingers caressing the side of her body until she was completely naked.

“Open up for me, honey,” he said, his tongue coming out to lick his thumb.

Honey.

Nobody had ever called her that. Except him.

Tears threatened to form behind her eyes, but she pushed them back.

Focus on the now.