Her Maine Attraction: A Small Town Romance (Pine Cove Book 1)

by Rebecca Gannon

  “Cut the nice girl act.”

  What a bitch. “It’s not an act.”

  “Listen, I don’t know why you’re here with Jake, but he’s mine,” she says, anger flaring in her eyes.

  Turning to her fully, I all but laugh in her face. “You’re delusional if you think he’s yours. Flipping your hair and pushing your tits out at him doesn’t make him yours. If it did, you’d probably have a claim on every man you’ve ever talked to.”

  Her jaw drops – a position I’m sure she’s probably used to. “Excuse me, what are you saying?”

  “Are you dense?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “Oh, lord,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Look, Amber, is it? I’m with Jake, and Jake is with me. It’s that simple.”

  “For now, maybe. But he’ll come around.”

  This time I really do laugh in her face. “Honey, that will never happen. Even if we weren’t together, I can guarantee you he still wouldn’t be yours.”

  “And you know this how?” she scoffs, putting her hands on her hips.

  Walking towards her, I lean in close, not intimidated by her in the slightest. “He’d have to want you in the first place. A tramp with fake tits that she thrusts at every man that moves doesn’t do it for a man like Jake.” I hold eye contact for a few seconds so what I said can sink in, and then I push past her and out the door, ending this conversation.

  Back at the table, Jake is finishing his beer, totally unaware that there’s a bitch trying to sink her dirty claws into him. Good thing I’m here now to save him from that.

  Smiling at that thought, I sit back down in front of my man.

  “You ready to go?” he asks.

  “Yeah, I’m ready, babe.” I smile, winking.

  Standing, he throws a few bills down on the table and pulls me close, kissing me below my ear. “I like you calling me that,” he whispers, guiding me towards the door.

  “I can think of a few other names as well,” I say when we get outside.

  “Like what?”

  “Let’s see…There’s hot stuff, sexy, Thor, man of steel, sweet cheeks. But I’d have to say my favorite is mountain man. It makes me think of climbing you like a tree.”

  Pushing me against his truck, Jake claims my mouth in a hard, bruising kiss. I can feel every inch of his hard-muscled body pressed against me. Plunging past my lips, he swirls his tongue against mine, making me all but lose consciousness.

  I moan into him, feeling his hard length against me as I dig my fingers into his back. I try and move my hips against his, but he just presses me harder against his truck, not letting me.

  Nibbling on my lip, Jake pulls away and opens the door behind me. Lifting me up, he practically throws me inside before jogging around to his door. Starting the truck, he tears out of the parking lot, kicking up rocks and leaving a dust cloud behind us.

  Staring at his hard face and tight grip on the steering wheel, I let out a little laugh.

  “Something funny?” he asks, his eyes darting to mine.

  “You tore out of there like–”

  “Like I can’t wait to be inside of you?” he finishes, cutting me off.

  Sobering up, I see nothing but desire for me written all over his face. Desire that’s for me, and only me.

  Jake breaks every speed limit to get back to his house in record time, and when he parks, he jumps out of the truck, coming to my side as I hurry to unbuckle my seat belt. Hopping down to meet him, I step on a rock funny and stumble forward, but Jake is right there to steady me. He picks me up and runs inside – ever the impatient man.

  Throwing me down on the nearest couch, he presses me deep into the cushions, kissing me breathless.

  Grabbing my hips, he pulls me into a sitting position and kneels in front of me. “I’ve been dreaming about how you’d taste since I first kissed your lips.”

  “Jake, I…um.” Fidgeting with the hem of my dress, Jake puts his hands on top of mine.

  “Has no one ever tasted you before, darlin’?”

  Shaking my head no, he moves my hands away and slides his up my dress until it’s bunched around my waist, exposing my red lace panties.

  “Good,” he says, gripping my hips. “I get to be the one to show you what you’ve been missing.”

  Looking into his stormy blue eyes, I find something there that I’ve been needing for a very long time. “Kiss me,” I whisper, needing him desperately.

  Kissing me soft and slow at first, just tasting and savoring, Jake leans into me, deepening the kiss. A slow burn builds in my chest with every second that passes. My heart wants more of Jake. I want all of Jake – mind, body, heart, and soul.

  Kissing his way down my neck, he pulls away to look at me, seeing that I’m flushed and ready for him.

  Placing his large hands on my thighs, he slowly spreads his fingers out, hooking them under the red lace I wore just for him. Slowing dragging them down my legs, a shiver runs through me.

  He kisses the insides of my knees, spreading my legs farther apart and looking straight at me like I’m a dessert made just for him.

  Kissing, biting, and licking his way up my inner thighs, his scruff rubs against me. My breathing becomes shorter and my head spins, but I keep my eyes on Jake, not wanting to miss anything.

  When he finally gets close to where I need him most, he pulls away. “Jake, please,” I beg.

  Tightening his grip on my thighs, he pulls me to the edge of the couch and lifts my legs up and over his massive shoulders, exposing me fully.

  I feel his hot breath on me first, inhaling and exhaling, taking in the scent of my arousal.

  Looking up at me from between my legs, he flashes me a wicked grin. “Enjoy, baby. I know I will.”

  Fuck.

  Blowing cool air on me, a shiver racks my body before he dives in, and the second his hot tongue spreads me open, I’m lost. Arching off the couch, my loud moans drown out every other sound as I search for something to grip.

  He licks me from my entrance to my clit, and my mouth falls open in a silent scream. Making the same pass again, he sucks on my tight little bundle of nerves before pressing down on it with his tongue, my head thrashing from side to side. I can’t handle everything I’m feeling.

  Swirling his tongue around my entrance, he circles it slowly, teasing me before thrusting it inside of me. I scream out, my hips automatically lifting off the couch, but Jake tightens his grip and pulls me closer to him, giving me no room to move.

  It’s all too much. I’m feeling too much.

  He sweeps back up my folds and bites down, sucking on my clit as hard as he can.

  My throat closes, and I let out a strangled cry as my body shakes, almost at its breaking point.

  Grabbing his hair, I pull hard, not knowing if I need him to stop before I pass out, or if I need him to keep going until I reach oblivion.

  I feel Jake groan into me, and the vibrations bring me even closer to the edge as he continues to taste me with reckless abandon.

  His tongue tortures and teases me, bringing me close to the edge and then sweeping down and away.

  “Jake…Jake…Please!” I yell, needing to let go.

  Releasing my hips, he shoves two fingers inside of me at the same time he presses his tongue flat against me. And I’m a goner.

  Screaming, I thrash my head from side to side, sucking his fingers deep inside of me as I grind into his mouth, shattering into a million pieces.

  I feel like I’m floating. Flying.

  When my body goes limp, I release my grip on his hair and stare at him blankly, my eyes glazed over.

  Slowly sliding his fingers out of me, he brings them up to his mouth and licks them clean, humming. “Never tasted anything so sweet. You may be my new favorite flavor, darlin’.”

  Closing my eyes, I feel Jake over me, kissing my forehead, cheeks, and nose before sweetly kissing my lips. Opening for him right away, I taste myself on his tongue.

  When I start to regain my senses
, I push Jake off of me and onto the couch. Straddling his hips, I kiss my way across his jaw and down his neck, fully intending on returning the favor.

  Scooting backwards, I undo his belt. “Now I want to taste you, mountain man,” I whisper, taking his earlobe between my teeth, making him groan against my neck.

  Shimmying off his lap, I kneel in front of him, pulling his boots and jeans off before dragging his boxers down, springing free his huge, rock-solid cock that’s begging for me to have a taste.

  Biting my lip, I look up at Jake, seeing his hooded eyes heated and dark, watching everything I do.

  I have no idea how that monster will fit in my mouth, but I want this to be good for him.

  Gripping him at the base, I squeeze gently, stroking him all the way up and swirling my thumb over the tip. Jake’s head falls back against the couch as he lets out a long and low groan.

  Without his eyes on me, I lean forward, making the same pass with my tongue. I suck just the tip into my mouth and taste the musky manliness that is all Jake.

  Another loud groan from him fills me with a new confidence as I rake my nails across his hips to grip his base, knowing I’ll never be able to fit all of him in my mouth. I take in as much of him as I can, and use my other hand to slide up the other half.

  I look up at Jake and his eyes blaze down at me, his jaw clenched. He’s watching my every move.

  Relaxing my mouth, I take a little more of him until he hits the back of my throat. Swallowing, Jake fists the back of my head and grunts out a muffled moan.

  I love the power I have over him right now, and I slide back up, swirling my tongue around his crown, sucking hard.

  I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed bringing a man pleasure as much as I do with Jake. I thrive on being the one who makes him moan and groan and shake with need.

  Rubbing my thighs together, I try and relieve the ache I feel building inside of me again, but it doesn’t work.

  “Suck. Harder,” he growls.

  Hollowing out my cheeks, I feel him grow even harder and thicker in my mouth as I pick up my pace. His grip tightens on my hair to the point of pain, but I don’t care. All I care about is giving him this, giving him me. Anything he wants, I’ll give him.

  Grunting, Jake holds my head still as he lets go, shooting everything he has down my throat. Swallowing, I take it all.

  When his hand relaxes, I slide up him, licking every drop.

  Grabbing my chin, he tilts my head up, needing my eyes. “Stand up,” he commands, he voice rough.

  Standing on shaky legs, Jake pulls me down so I’m straddling him again, and he kisses me until I start to lose my mind as my hips rock back and forth against him, needing him again.

  Smoothing his hands down my back, he squeezes my ass before sliding his fingers to my core.

  “Sucking my cock made you this wet, baby?”

  “Yes,” I moan, gripping his hair hard as he shoves two fingers inside of me and strokes my clit with his thumb. Working his fingers, he adds a third one, and I shove my face in his neck, groaning.

  I rake my teeth up his neck as he pumps in and out of me, knowing the pressure building in me is about to explode.

  “Let go, baby,” he says, my inner muscles fluttering on command as I free fall, biting down on his shoulder, my body trying to swallow his hand.

  I collapse into his arms and suck in ragged, uneven breaths as Jake holds me against him, stroking my back.

  He stands with me in his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries us up the stairs to his bed. Curling into him, I lay my head against his chest and fall asleep to the sound of his steady heartbeat.

  Chapter 15

  Waking up in Jake’s arms, I spread my hand over his chest, feeling the smooth expanse beneath me as I breathe in the woodsy scent of his skin.

  “You awake, darlin’?” he whispers.

  “Mhmm,” I manage to answer.

  “Do you have work?”

  “Mhmm.”

  “Do you need help getting up?”

  “Mhmm.”

  His chest starts to shake under me and I muster the strength need to turn my head and look at him.

  “Is that all you can say right now?” He smiles.

  Nodding my head, he hooks his thumbs under my arms and drags me up his chest to kiss me. A soft sigh escapes my lips and I melt into him, not even caring if my breath isn’t minty fresh.

  Rolling us over, Jake presses me into the bed and I can feel him growing against me. Pulling the sheets away, he reaches into the nightstand and pulls out a condom. Quickly sheathing himself, he settles between my legs and enters me in one swift motion.

  Scratching at his neck, my head falls back into the pillows, moaning, loving the feeling of Jake inside of me.

  We move together like we’ve known each other’s bodies for a lifetime despite just only beginning to learn one another’s rhythm.

  Wrapping my legs around his waist, I meet his every stroke, his every breath, and his every moan.

  Slick with sweat, our bodies take from each other until the pressure in me builds to a level I can’t contain.

  “Jake…I…”

  “Let go, baby,” he growls. “Come with me.”

  And with one final slam, I scream out his name as we finish together, my body imploding with too many sensations.

  Kissing my closed eyelids, Jake slowly pulls out and rolls onto his back. “Waking up with you is definitely something I could get used to.”

  “Me too.” I smile, unable to move.

  “You snore, you know.”

  I suck in a sharp breath. “No I don’t!”

  “You do.” He chuckles. “But it’s soft and cute. Like a sleeping baby tiger.”

  “A baby tiger?”

  “Yeah. Looks all cute and innocent, but will still bite you nonetheless.”

  “Is that how you see me?”

  “Well, you did bite my neck last night,” he says, and prop myself up on my elbow to look down at the mark I left on his shoulder.

  “Oh, I did bite you. Hard.” Running my fingers over the red marks, I smile, loving that he has evidence of me on his body.

  “You like that you left your mark, don’t you?”

  I nod my head. “It looks good on you,” I whisper, leaning down to kiss it.

  Rolling back on top of me, he kisses me hard. “Alright, we have to get up before I take you all over again. You have to get to work soon.”

  “I forgot! You keep distracting me with your mouth and body. It’s not fair.”

  Smiling, he stands and holds his hand out for me. Walking into the bathroom, he starts the shower and grabs two towels from the closet.

  “Jake, we can’t shower together. We’ll just end up being in there too long and I’ll be late.”

  “I promise not to touch your sexy body if you promise not to touch mine.” He winks, stepping under the hot stream of water.

  Shaking my head, I join him, already knowing I won’t be able to resist running my hands all over a dripping wet Jake.

  Reaching for the body wash, he grabs it first and holds it out to me. When I go to take it, though, Jake doesn’t let go. Instead, he pulls it towards him and I stumble into his wet, solid body, his arm wrapping around my waist to steady me.

  “You’re breaking the rules, mountain man,” I say right before his lips crash down on mine.

  “Sorry, couldn’t resist,” he answers, a smug smile on his face.

  Releasing me, he takes the body wash back and squeezes some out for himself, rubbing it all over his arms and chest. I can’t look away. Watching him lather his body is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen, and I wish he’d do the same to me, but sadly I have work.

  Taking the soap from him, I quickly rub my skin clean and rinse off, my restraint miniscule.

  Stepping out, Jake wraps a fluffy towel around me and kisses me sweetly. He gives me another pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt to put on before driving me back home.


  “I’ll wait for you, darlin’. You go get ready and I’ll drive you to work.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes. I’m not ready to let you go yet.”

  Feeling a blush creep up my cheeks, I jump out of the truck and hurry inside.

  Changing quickly, I throw my damp hair up into a bun and apply a light layer of makeup, not needing much with how much my skin is glowing with my newfound happiness. It’s weird, but it’s like it’s literally radiating out of me.

  Hurrying back outside, I find Jake leaning against the passenger side door, ready to open it for me.

  “You look beautiful as always,” he says, kissing my cheek before I climb back into his truck.

  Jake takes my hand as soon as we get on the road, and I smile as I look out the window, watching the trees pass in a blur as we head into town.

  Pulling into a spot right in front of the café, I unbuckle my seatbelt and lean over to kiss his cheek. “Thanks for the ride, mountain man.” Hopping out, I look back before pushing the café’s door open, and see Jake with a small smile on his lips. I really hope the days goes by quick.

  “Someone’s happy this morning,” Courtney says as I’m putting my purse away, making me jump. “Could it have something to do with the hunk who just dropped you off for everyone on Main Street to see? Hmmm…Did someone spend the night together?” She smirks, her hands on her hips.

  “Yes, and yes,” I answer to both questions.

  She squeals and jumps, clapping her hands together. “This makes me so happy! You guys are so cute together!”

  “You’re awfully chipper this morning,” I say, eyeing her.

  “Are things going good with you two, then?”

  Starting the coffees, I sigh blissfully. “Yes. He’s really amazing.”

  “You’re falling in love with him, aren’t you?”

  Turning around, I fidget with the hem of my shirt and look out the front window. I can see the hardware store from here, and like my mind conjured him, Jake steps out onto the sidewalk, a paper bag in hand. I watch him cross the street, the sun hitting his golden hair like a halo framing his ruggedly handsome face.

  “I am,” I whisper, not meaning to admit that out loud.