Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE
Amara
I sat across from Thane, each of us with a ham and cheese sandwich, chips, and water for lunch, my ideas spread out between us.
But there wasn’t much eating going on.
Thane thoroughly examined my ideas for the business and sketches of what my shop could look like, nodding his head and mumbling to himself, while I stared at him.
I couldn’t stop, couldn’t look away, this handsome mountain man, with muscles and tattoos for days, sexy full lips and a neatly trimmed beard, and sex appeal oozing off every inch of him.
I squirmed in my seat, anticipating what he was going to say or do, and debating if maybe I should take the leap. Just attack him, rip his clothes off, and have my way with his God like body.
“Should I give you a moment alone?” Thane snickered, an amused grin stretched across his handsome face.
“Huh?” I blinked. How long was I not listening? My cheeks flushed, my entire body on fire. I was ready to combust and explode into flames. Flames that would eat us both alive.
“I was telling you my thoughts and you were staring at me but not saying anything.” His grin morphed into a smirk. “I know I’m handsome, but control yourself, woman.”
I narrowed my eyes and clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth. “I actually was thinking about asking one of those guys of yours I saw earlier. What’s their names?”
His expression hardened and I loved the secret thrill that shot through me. Haha, got him. Two can play this game.
“No need. They’re busy.”
“Ah, really? I’m sure they would?—”
“No. You said you wanted me. Now would you like to hear my ideas?”
I laughed inside, loving how bothered he got. It turned me on even more. “Yes, of course.”
He pointed out a few things about my ideas and expanded on them. I liked his vision and thought it matched up well with what I envisioned.
“We should be able to work something out.”
“Great.” I gathered up my papers and stuffed them back in my folder.
I needed to get out of here before I did something I’d regret later.
“Thank you for everything, including lunch and looking over my ideas. I’m sorry again for earlier.
We’ll keep in touch, okay?” I stood up and brought my dishes to the sink.
But when I turned back around, there he was. Right in front of me.
“Hey, not so fast. What’s the rush?”
I looked anywhere but in those sexy eyes of his. “I gotta get back home. I have a few orders to fill.”
Thane hooked one finger under my chin and lifted, so I had no choice but to look at him.
“Can you please give me one more second to do this…” His words trailed off as his mouth moved close.
“I’ve waited all morning.” He said against my lips before crushing our mouths together in a mind-bending kiss.
I didn’t fight it.
My mouth fit perfectly with his and moved in sync like wed kissed before and we’re old pros instead of first kiss.
Thane growled into my mouth and pushed his tongue inside, exploring and dancing with mine, as our kiss grew more intense. He fisted my hair and yanked my head back, breaking our kiss and exposing my neck to him.
I cried out in both of a mixture of pleasure and pain, loving the feel of his fingers tugging on my strands.
Thane latched his mouth onto my neck, sucking, nipping, and kissing until he moved back up and stole my lips again in a dizzying kiss.
it was like I couldn’t get enough. I wanted to crawl inside his skin and feel every part of him in me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him harder, pressing my breasts against his chest, needing the friction on my aching nipples.
Thane growled louder than before, his hands moving from my hair, down my shoulders, along my sides, until he reached my waist. With one hand behind me, he swept everything off the kitchen table in one big swoop, plates and cups and papers crashing to the floor.
He gripped both sides of my waist and lifted me easily onto the table, pushing his way between my legs. Hands began to roam as clothes went flying in different directions.
I slipped my bra off and basked in the way his eyes drank me in like I was the most delicious treat he’d ever seen. My nipples yearned to be touched, and I brought my hands up to caress my breasts, cupping and squeezing them while Thane watched, his eyes glazed over with pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous sweetheart.”
I continued, arching my back and thrusting my breasts towards him. He grabbed them eagerly, his erection rubbing up against my thigh. I shimmed closer, wanting to rub my center against it, needing and craving the friction.
Thane dipped his head down low, and his mouth found my tits, kissing and sucking and groping, fingers and tongue assaulting my hard nipples.
When he had his fill, he placed his hand between my breasts and gently pushed me back onto the table.
I leaned back on my knees and watched as he slipped his boxers off, revealing his hard cock.
It was hard and engorged, a lot bigger than I expected, and I swallowed hard before licking my lips. He stroked it once, twice, three times, a bit of precum leaking out of the top. He threw his head back and groaned, his abs flexing as he stroked his dick back and forth, up and down.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.
Without warning, he grabbed my panties and yanked them down my legs, before slipping them off and throwing them over his shoulder. “Spread your legs for me.” Thane commanded.
I did exactly what he said, baring my naked pussy to him. I reached down and dipped my finger in, spreading the wetness from top to bottom, up and over my clit, and back down again.
His eyes blazed with fire, and he growled before falling to his knees and burying his face between my legs.
I screamed in pleasure as he devoured my pussy, lapping up my juices like he was a starved man. He didn’t stop until my legs were shaking, my orgasm building higher and higher, and just as I was about to explode, he pulled his mouth away, his beard soaked.
“No, why’d you stop?” I cried breathlessly as he stroked his cock, a wild look on his face.
“I want you to cum on my dick the first time.” Thane lined himself up and dove deep inside, pushing himself all the way to the hilt. It was a full, delicious feeling, and he moved slow at first, before gradually increasing his speed.
“Fuck me hard!” I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking them at the ankles so he could pump fast and furiously.
Thane fucked me into oblivion, and I came hard, my pussy squirting all over his cock as he moaned in delight. Before my orgasm had even finished, he grabbed my waist, lifted me off the table, and flipped me over, bending me at the waist.
I leaned on the table as he entered me from behind, my feet lifting onto my toes and backing up against him, my pussy rubbing against his pelvis. As we matched thrust for thrust, the kitchen filled with the sounds of moans, groans, and slapping skin.
My orgasm built higher and higher, this one harder to chase than the last, but so much more intense.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum so hard.” Thane said between thrusts and his sexy deep voice sent me careening over the edge.
We came together, both of us screaming the other’s name, as pleasure flowed between us. Juices ran down my legs, a mixture of my own cum and his, and I couldn’t believe I was capable of squirting. No sex before had ever brought me there.
“Wow.” I mumbled as Thane pulled out of me, more juices flowing.
“That was fucking amazing.” He slapped my ass gently and helped me to stand. He kissed my lips, his mouth tasting like me, and I suddenly was wet all over again. “You’re fucking amazing. Shower?”
I nodded, still unable to form a complete sentence.
In fact, I didn’t utter many words as we fucked for hours, over and over, between the shower and the bed and back to the shower again.
When our bodies were finally spent, we ate takeout food and learned more about each other.
He loved to sit outside on the deck he built himself, cook on the grill, and have a fire.
I loved to sit out by the fire as well with a glass of wine and my most favorite self-care was long, hot bubble baths.
I showed him pictures of bouquets I’ve made, and he showed me more of what he’s built.
The night was perfect. And so was the next day we spent together.
But then reality set in. I had orders to fill and business to handle and so did he. I needed to get back home.
But not one time did he mention building the flower shop. And I wasn’t sure how to bring it up.
We parted ways after exchanging phone numbers and when I tried contacting him over the next few days, I got no response.
My heart was cracked but my head said that’s what you get for jumping into something.
All while he entertained my idea of a flower shop knowing he wasn’t going to ever call me back.
I really thought we had something. I even thought I was falling for him, which was crazy, but didn’t they say when it’s right, you would know?
I continued to check my phone every five minutes. And when days turned into weeks, my suspicions were confirmed.
Thane ghosted me after getting what he really wanted- sex.
But instead of wallowing, I’d pull my girl panties up and find someone willing to help me.
I’d get my flower shop one way or the other.