Page 63 of Mystery in the Mountains

Asher turned to go find her. Maybe I can sneak in a dance in a quiet bar before taking her home.

But as he turned, he almost ran right into her as she was coming into the back room.

“Whoa,” he said, steadying her with his hands on her lush hips.

He bent his head and planted a kiss on her lips.

Her body relaxed as she melted into him.

He slid his hands from her hips around to the swells of her ass and pulled her close.

“Are we done?” he asked in a gravelly whisper in her ear.

A little moan escaped her mouth as he let his teeth sink into her earlobe. A small nod accompanied by a mm-hmm was all she could manage.

“Dance with me?” he said.

The look in her eyes melted his heart. He would never get enough of Sunshine Palmer.

“Did you play this song?”

The slightest of smirks was her only answer. She closed her eyes as he guided them out of the supply closet and onto the dance floor. Her head was nestled between his chest and shoulder as he held her, and they swayed. It was damn near perfection. He laid his cheek against the top of her head and breathed in her sweet smell.

“You still smell the same. Like the meadow when all the flowers are in bloom.” He dropped a kiss to her head.

“You still smell the same. You smell like . . . man.”

Hunger seeped into her voice.

They would not be making it home without defiling the bar . . . at least a little.

He ran his hand up her side, relishing in all the dips and curves of her lush body. He slid up over the side of her breast before he went higher and fisted that hand in her hair. Giving it a slight tug, he pulled her head back and claimed her mouth.

She moaned and bit his lip.

“That door’s locked, right?” he growled in her ear.

She nodded as she offered her neck to him. This close to the full moon, he was barely hanging on, as the wolf was right under the surface, and an offering as delicious as this one had him howling.

“Stop me if you don’t want this,” he said as he licked her neck.

That’s it. He couldn’t wait.

Her hands fisted in his hair and held him close. He kissed her and let his palm slip under her shirt. Her nipples pebbled under her bra. Even though he ached to get his mouth on her perfect tits, there would be time to worship her.

This was not that time. This was the time for getting her off and taking what he needed.

He walked her back until her butt hit the pool table as he undid the button of her jeans. Sliding his hand beneath her underwear, he grazed her slick center.

Sunny widened her stance to give him more room. He slipped a finger inside of her then added another, and she moaned. He greedily swallowed the moan as he worked tight circles on her clit.

“Asher . . .”

“That’s it, Sunshine. Give it to me.”

She threw her head back as his mouth closed on the column of her throat. Her hips began to grind on his hand. He knew she was getting close, and he was ready to watch her fall apart.

Her breathing turned into needy panting as her brows scrunched together. He added a little more pressure to his circles, and a loud moan left her lips as her pussy began to pulse around his hands.

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