Axel (Men of Mirror Lake Mountain #1) - Penny Dee Page 0,1

to their rooms to get some sleep, and now I am alone.

And needy.

I let my fingers slide down my torso and gently sweep back up again.

Vince says it will change once we’re married. We’ll be living together, so we’ll see each other more. And he will be more attentive then.

But I need something now.

I need to be touched.

Made love to.

Fucked hard.

To come.

My clit aches, and when I reach down to rub it, bliss curls through my limbs. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and moan, letting my mind drift to wherever it wants to go.

Which just happens to be to the gorgeous handyman the lodge has helping them set up for the wedding.

Tall. Muscular. With arms as big as my thighs and shoulders as round as boulders.

Today, I watched him unload chairs and tables from the back of a truck, spellbound by his powerful arms and how they effortlessly lifted six or seven chairs at a time and carried them inside the garden chapel where I would become a wife in less than twenty-four hours. I’d watched him from the seclusion of my balcony, a secret thrill taking up in me as I watched every flex and pull of his muscles as he lifted and carried heavy objects with ease.

From behind he was magnificent. Impressive. With thick slabs of muscles for arms and a broad back. But when he turned around and I saw that sharp jaw covered in just enough scruff and eyes the color of emeralds, my insides had flipped on themselves.

Now the muscles between my legs are doing the same thing. They throb at the thought of those big hands on my body, parting my thighs as he sinks his head to my pussy and tortures my clit with his tongue.

I gasp as arousal rolls through me.

A man like that, he knows how to make you come with his tongue. And in my mind, he is doing just that, licking me, penetrating me, growling as he laps at my clit and commands me to come for him.

Because he would be demanding. Powerful. Commanding. He would hold me down until I did what he wanted.

I feel my muscles quiver. In my mind I can feel his tongue penetrate me. Feel the scruff of his jaw graze my thighs. Feel the quickening of my heart as he pushes my thighs farther apart so he can open me up, and fuck me with his glorious tongue.

My toes curl and dig into the mattress, while the fingers on the hand that isn’t rubbing my clit scrunches into the bedsheet beneath me. My back arches. Pleasure tightens like a coil where my fingers rub at my clit.

I come thinking about him. My body trembling with euphoric bliss as an earth-shattering orgasm rolls through me. I cry out, my breathing heavy as I fall further and further into my fantasy, thinking about the rugged handyman with bright green eyes.

Chapter Two

AXEL

Jesus Christ, she’s touching herself and I’m so fucking hard as I watch her. I try to swallow, but my mouth is dry, thick, aching to taste that sweet pussy she’s sliding her fingers into. I stand in the shadows, my cock throbbing, my balls full and tense with a desperate need for release. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the sweet taste of a woman against my lips. Let alone watched one bring herself to one orgasm after another.

Her first whimpered cry had grabbed my attention as I’d stealthily made my way through the shadows of the lodge, quietly creeping up the stairway and along the carpeted hallway near her room. Her second had made my cock come to life as I’d approached the door to her private suite and quietly entered using a key I’d stolen from the front desk.

Now I’m in the room with her, and she doesn’t even know I’m only yards from the bed where she is rubbing her pussy and moaning with pleasure.

I adjust my cock and remind myself to focus. But it’s hard to do when she’s lying on her bed, moonlight raining down on her near-naked body as she touches herself. It’s hard to keep my mind on the task ahead when all I can see is the milkiness of her skin, the firmness of her thighs and the way they clench as her pleasure swells and then recedes, only to come back fast and twice as intense.

She breathes out a whimpered moan, not realizing I’m watching her, and I grab my