Page 5 of Assembling with the Mountain Man (Heroes of Apple Falls #2)

CHAPTER FIVE

Chevelle

Lucian was bringing me to his place.

He. Was. Bringing. Me. To. His. Place.

Inside, I was freaking out, but I tried to remain cool, calm, and collected on the outside.

How we went from meeting to kissing to him bringing me to his house in such a short time was almost mind boggling.

But that’s how stuff like this happened, right?

Leighton didn’t mean to meet Cash when she stumbled into his orchard.

I certainly didn’t mean to meet Lucian while simply trying to complete a work errand.

But life put people in your path for a reason. I firmly believed that.

While it was only a short distance away, it took almost twenty minutes to navigate through the thick mud. I never saw roads get so muddy before and it worried me. My car couldn’t handle the tough mountain terrain.

The rain finally let up as we pulled into the driveway of a very large log cabin, a picturesque cabin if I ever did see one. Cement filled Lucian’s driveway, smooth and wet from the rain. Anything was better than mud.

I waited in the truck while the tow driver dropped my car off behind Lucian’s truck. I hopped out when he finished and offered to pay, but Lucian wouldn’t hear of it. He pushed my money away and told me it was on him. I’d leave a few twenties on his counter at some point.

“Let’s get inside. I’ll light a fire. The rain brought on a chill.” Lucian took me by the hand and led me to his front door.

He was right. The air was considerably cooler, and the sun was gone, no longer bothering to even try to poke some rays through the clouds.

“Your cabin looks gorgeous.”

“Thank you. It was in the family. I took it over when my uncle moved out and I fixed up some things, remolded some others, and added a pool in the backyard.” Lucian said as he pushed open the door and the smell of cinnamon filled my nose.

“Is that cinnamon? Do you bake?” I teased and Lucian laughed.

“Yes, it’s cinnamon and no I don’t bake. Trust me, you don’t want to see that disaster. My mother loves loading my place with candles and air freshener. She always said, a happy home is a good smelling home.”

“Your mom sounds like a smart woman.”

“She’s amazing. Like you.”

I flushed from head to toe. How did this man always make me feel so damn good?

“C’mon, I’ll give you the tour.” Lucian closed the door behind me and took a left into the living room, signaling for me to follow.

His cabin was stunning from top to bottom, with large bedrooms and walk in closets filling the second floor, the guest suite with its own bathroom, and a master bedroom suite as well. A third bathroom sat amid the bedrooms.

The first floor consisted of the living room, an eat in kitchen, a dining room, and a sliding glass door leading onto the patio and out to the fenced-in backyard with a large inground pool.

“Wow, Lucian. How do you ever leave?”

He chuckled. “No choice if I want to pay the mortgage. But every second I’m here, I enjoy.”

“I would too. My Airbnb cabin is nice, small, cozy. Definitely nothing like this, but it’s enough for now until I can secure a better place.”

“Well maybe you won’t have to.” Lucian said as he came up behind me and slid his arms around my waist. He pressed his front against my back, and I could easily feel his hard on pressing against my ass.

Was this man really suggesting what I think he was?

I didn’t answer as his mouth found my neck. I wanted to enjoy the here and now and the way his body felt against mine.

I gave my ass a little shake, wanting the friction of my ass against his hard cock. He groaned and reciprocated the friction back as his mouth worked on my neck with skill, leaving my entire body broken out into goosebumps.

A low growl erupted from Lucian’s throat.

“I can’t resist you much longer, baby. I want you so fucking bad.

” His hands gripped my waist hard before one slid upwards and wrapped itself around my neck.

No pressure was applied, but he couldn’t stop murmuring about how beautiful I looked. How sexy I was. How turned on he was.

I spun around, unable to control my urges, all of my willpower gone, and pulled him against me as I slipped my arms around his neck. I crushed his mouth with mine and slipped my tongue inside, moaning and groaning as I explored in a way I never had before.

Without breaking our kiss, Lucian scooped me into his arms and carried me to his bed. When he placed me down gently, we slowly undressed each other and fell back onto the bed, a tangle of naked limbs. I wanted him inside me so bad I was ready to fucking explode.

Lucian’s hands and mouths explored every part of me.

I moved my hands to do my own exploring, but he pushed them away.

“This is all about you, baby.” He climbed on top of me, took each one of my arms and placed them above my head, holding them there with one hand. “Can I trust you to keep them here?”

I nodded even though I knew I couldn’t trust myself. He was too damn sexy not to. I wanted to trail my tongue along every inch of his skin and taste his saltiness. I wanted to wrap myself around him and fuse into one like it was something we did all the time.

But I held them there. As his tongue trailed over my breasts and swirled around my nipples, I cried out in pleasure, sensations running through me I’d never felt before.

He moved down over my stomach and when he reached between my legs, he dipped his head into my pussy and licked and sucked the life out of me. My wet pussy juices soaked his beard as I rubbed my clit and he kept up his special tongue moves, performing magic on my sensitive nub.

Pleasure built up inside me, spreading through every part of me, until I came so hard, I saw stars, my entire body shaking, as my legs clasped squeezed his head. But he didn’t stop.

Oh, no. Lucien kept going until I came so many times I lost count. And when he sunk his hard, thick cock into me minutes later, I was ready to combust all over again.

And we did. Several times.

Until we passed out, naked and spent, in his bed together.