Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
He stays there, heart pounding through his chest against mine, sweat dripping from his body down onto me. I taste it against my tongue and smile, letting my fingernails trace the muscled lines of his back as I gasp.
Our breaths mix, our bodies tangle, and everything feels right with the world.
We lie like that together, skin to skin, heart to heart, until I feel my eyes growing heavy. And just before I drift off, I feel his lips on my shoulder and his voice in my ear, soft and certain. “I’m not going anywhere now, baby.”
I smile and pull him closer. “Good.”
Because I don’t want him to.
Never ever.
8
COLT
I can’t keep my hands off her.
I wake up with Lena, my angel, naked in my arms, her soft body curled against mine. Her scent is soft and settled in my lungs, and her taste is still on my tongue.
And I want more. Always more.
It’s like a dam broke inside me last night and unleashed the wild fury of lust I’ve been fighting to hold back. There’s no going back. No pretending like I don’t need her. No convincing myself that I can keep my distance.
I was fooling myself the whole time–I know that. Ever since the first moment I saw her, standing there wide-eyed and defiant, I knew I had to have her. I knew I was already hers.
And now that I’ve had her, I’m not letting go. Ever.
She stirs beside me as I nuzzle into her neck, breathing in her scrumptious scent. A soft sound slips from her throat–something like a moan–and it goes straight to my dick, which hardens instantly against her ass. I’m always hard around Lena. It’s just my natural state now.
“Colt,” she whispers, still half-asleep as she twists her head toward me.
I press my lips to hers and kiss her, slow and deep, sliding my hand around to cup her breast. She moans into my mouth as her nipple peaks against my calluses. I can hardly believe she’s here right now. She’s like a dream I don’t even deserve to have. But here she is.
And she’s mine.
“Good morning, city girl,” I growl against her lips.
She smiles up at me, her eyes still sleepy, her face glowing with an expression that makes my whole body go tight like I’ve just taken a punch to the gut. Before I can think twice, I’ve got her on her back and I’m spreading her legs and sliding inside.
No hesitation, no warning, just taking her like she belongs to me.
She gasps, wrapping her legs around me instantly like her body was made specifically for mine. And maybe it was.
“Again?” she breathes.
“What’s the matter? Can’t handle another round?”
She clicks her tongue to her teeth and shakes her head, smiling. “Oh, I can handle it, cowboy. I just didn’t expect for you to be such a…”
Her voice trails off. “Such a what?” I ask.
Her smile widens, and her eyes blaze. “Such a machine.”
I slide deeper and feel her stretch around me. She’s already wet and arches her hips to accept my length, moaning my name as I lose myself in her again.
We do eventually make it out of bed, but only because I carry her over my shoulder to the shower and turn the water on. I’m still hard, and I press her up against the tile so I can take her one more time while the steam fogs around us. She clings desperately to me, like I’m the only man who’s ever touched her.
Which I am. And always will be.
No man on Earth would ever survive setting a finger on her. If he even tried, I’d break his goddamn hands. Hell, I might do worse than that. Even thinking about another man looking at her has me hot with jealousy.
I dry off her gorgeous body and take her down and make her breakfast: eggs, toast, roasted tomatoes grown on the ranch, and some delicious bacon. She sits at the table wearing nothing but one of my flannel shirts that’s way too big on her, and when she shifts just the right way, it rides up and gives me a glimpse of her tiny pink slit.
I can barely focus.
This woman owns me.
And then it hits me–just how far I’ve fallen for her. How this forbidden thing between us has twisted into something deep and permanent.
I want everything.
I want to keep her here, in this house, with me, forever.
I want to put a ring on her finger and a baby in her belly. But there’s one big problem…
Lena’s father.
If I stay with her, he will find out. And when he does, shit’s gonna hit the fan. And I don’t know what’s worse–the fact that he’ll try to take her away or that for us to be together, I’ll have to take her away from him.
I run my hand down her thigh as she talks, but I’m not even hearing the words. I’m just staring at her gorgeous lips, wondering if I can somehow get away with skipping the chores and just dragging her back into the bedroom for the rest of the day.