The moment Michael saw her at the coffee shop near his almost finished cabin, he knew he wanted her in his bed. Her long, dark, curly locks swung against her back. He could practically feel the softness of her plump lips, as if they were made for kissing and sucking. That was after seeing her from across the room for 30 seconds. Getting her number seemed like a no-brainer.
But he thought better of it. The build wasn’t quite finished. It would be a month or two before he’d be back in the area. It’d end up as a one-night stand. Pondering his cabin, there were about a dozen rooms. Michael imagined what he could do with her in his large shower, on his kitchen counter, even the wardrobe in the hall. As gorgeous as she was and with as many rooms as he had, one night would not cut it. He stared at her peep-toe heels, the way her skirt brushed her legs, and that long hair sweeping just above her ass. Not even a week would be enough.
She finished ordering, turned his way, and locked eyes with him immediately, as if she could sense him staring. Out of politeness, he should’ve looked away, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her face. She bit her lip and gave him a small grin. Lust shot through his body like he’d touched a socket. Michael considered standing and introducing himself, but his erection was visible from space.
When she turned her back to him to fiddle with her phone, he figured he’d misread the way she looked at him. Just as well, he thought. He was going home tomorrow. Instead, he’d let his eyes linger on her ass and wonder how she’d taste from behind. The barista called a name—Helina, he noted—and she grabbed her drink. Then she walked over to...
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