Page 19 of Tempted By the Mountain Man
I only have another four days with her. Four days to prove that she should be with me and I’m not going to waste a second of that time. I think that she’s starting to feel this thing between us too. She has to be, right? I mean, she kissed me and she let me go down on her. That has to mean something.
Camden stirs in my arms and I kiss her shoulder before she turns in my arms and gives me a sleepy smile.
“Morning,” she says and I smile back.
“Morning. How did you sleep?”
“Like the dead,” she says with a laugh and I laugh too.
“Good.”
I brush some of her brown hair away from her face and she stares at me. I wish that I could tell what she was thinking. I can’t quite place the look in her eyes, but I could almost swear that it’s love.
“So, what game are we going to play today?” she asks and I fall a little more in love with her right then and there.
Her big blue eyes are wide and full of mirth as they meet mine. As I watch her, her tongue darts out and licks her full bottom lip, making it shiny and inviting. I can’t help myself and instead of answering her, I lean forward and claim her lips with mine.
It feels like my heart is trying to beat out of my chest as her soft lips part beneath mine. I wonder if she can hear it. I want to grab her and pull her against me. I want to shove my tongue into her mouth and memorize her taste.
My hands wrap around her shoulders, tracing down her back until I reach her waist. I dig my fingers in there, pulling her until she’s flush against me. It feels like my whole body has been electrified. My cock hardens between us and when Camden rubs against it, we both moan.
We break apart and I slide one arm under her, letting her pillow her head on my bicep.
“Camden,” I whisper, her name sounding like a prayer and a plea on my lips as I swoop down and seal her mouth with mine once more.
She opens for me right away and I moan as she slips her tongue into my mouth.
I groan low in my throat, my hands tangling in her hair as we get lost in each other.Her tongue tangles with mine and I want to climb on top of her. I want to feel her pressed against me, rubbing against my aching cock.
A ringing sound starts, but both of us ignore it. We’re too lost in each other to care about outside distractions. The ringing sound doesn’t stop though and when Camden pulls away, I groan and reluctantly let her go.
Her lips are puffy, swollen, and red from mine and the sight has my cock pulsing between our bodies. My fingers are still tangled in her hair and I slip them free before I move to sit up.
“I think that it’s your phone,” she says, her voice husky and I nod, trying to focus and locate where the ringing is coming from.
I find my phone halfway under the couch and glance at the screen. It’s the contractor and I sigh as I stand to answer it.
“I’ll be right back,” I tell Camden, and she smiles.
“Take your time. I’m going to get ready for the day.”
I watch her head into the bedroom and answer my phone before it can go to voice mail. I half listen as my contractor lets me know that they’re delayed again, waiting for the kitchen counters to come in, and it’s probably going to be a few more days on top of the other delay.
“No problem,” I tell him, and he seems surprised that I’m not upset. What he doesn’t know is that he could tell me that it’s going to take another year and I wouldn’t care. Not when I’m here with my dream girl.
NINE
Camden
Makingbreakfast and getting dressed for the day feels so different after last night. I thought that I would be a little awkward or embarrassed to be around Amos after what we did together last night, but it’s actually the opposite. I’m more at ease today, more relaxed being around Amos after everything that we’ve done together now.
Maybe it’s because I know deep down that there’s nothing that I can do that would push him away. He never judges me, never makes me feel anything but beautiful and desirable. He looks at me like I’m something precious. I’ve never had that before and I’m finding that I love it. I’m starting to grow addicted to the look in his eyes.
We’re planning on going into town today, down to Maple Bend, to check out a few shops. I didn’t even ask Amos if he wanted to go with me. He'll invite himself along if I say I'm going. I doubt that I could go anywhere without Amos shadowing me. Not that I really want to.
I came out here to be alone and figure out what I wanted with my life. All that went off the rails when a six-and-a-half-foot tall man with dark hair and bright green eyes that treats me like I’m his sun derailed that plan. I can’t say that I really mind.
I internally squeal like some lovesick girl as I think about how sweet he is with me. I never thought that I would ever have someone who treated me the way that Amos does. Sometimes I still can’t believe that someone who looks like him is interested in a plus-size book nerd like me.
