Page 10 of Falling Over You

She looked up at him. “I guess that only leaves one question.” She didn't wait for him to answer before going on. “Your room or mine?”

His fingers tightened on her arms and she moaned at the pressure. “Mine.” It came out as a growl and before she knew what was happening, he was pulling her through the lodge.

She went willingly and couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled out of her at what was going on. She was about to have sex. Hot, sweaty, very dirty sex, if she had anything to say about it, while her family was out on the slopes.

It was comical.

Theo pulled her around a corner, pushing her up against the wall. “I need to kiss you,” he said desperately. He pressed his face against her neck, his breath tickling her skin. “I’ve wanted to taste you since you were lying on top of me.”

She moaned, knowing exactly what he was talking about. It had been the same for her. “Then kiss me.” Her words were choppy, thanks to her racing heart, but she didn’t care.

He lifted his head to meet her eyes, staring deeply into hers. For a second, she thought he might not go through with it. That he might stop this before it went any further. She waited, not wanting to push him if he didn’t want this.

She got her answer when he lowered his mouth to hers, ever so slowly, until his lips were a hair's breadth away from hers. “This is only the beginning,” he whispered, the words washing over her skin and through her body like the fucking sun on a warm summer’s day.

Then he kissed her. Urgently, desperately. Like it was imperative that he do this and nothing else at that moment.

It was heady and luxurious and so fucking perfect. Was there ever a more perfect first kiss? She didn’t think so. He was gentle and demanding all at the same time, and she had no problem finding the rhythm and joining in.

She liked kissing, or had, when she’d done it. This wasn’t merely kissing. This was Theo consuming her and she was all for it.

His lips left her mouth, trailing across her cheek to her ear where he took her earlobe in between his teeth and bit gently. “I need you.”

Hello, she felt the same way. “Then what the hell are we doing in this hallway when we could be in a bed?” Her fingers slid into his hair, gripping it tightly, looking for anything to ground her to this moment and not let her feelings take it any deeper.

This was sex. Hopefully amazing sex, but nothing else.

He stepped back from her, grabbing her hand again and pulling her once again down the hallway. They’d passed the elevators so she assumed his room was on the first floor. When they got to the end of the hallway, he opened the door that went outside.

“Where are we going?” Oh hell, was he a murderer? Was this a scam he ran all the time? Had she fallen for a guy who was going to kill her?

“Right there.” He pointed to the small cottage that was nestled behind the lodge. She’d seen it many times, always wondering what it was. “It’s where I stay when I come here. It used to be Gordon’s, but he built himself a bigger place over there.” He pointed to the larger home to the left.

She’d forgotten all about Gordon. That relieved her nerves a little. There was no way Gordon had a murderer for a brother. “You have your own place here?”

He shrugged as he started walking again. “He rents it out sometimes for bigger groups who want to stay together, but otherwise, it’s mostly mine.”

This was even better than a room in the lodge. In the lodge, she’d have to be quiet. In this adorable little cottage, she could scream as loud as she wanted.

And boy did she want.

“Move faster,” she said, shivering a little as they walked through the snow.

He chuckled. “You say that now but when I have my head between your legs you're going to be begging me to go slow so you can savor every second of it.”

She was outside in the snow where it was twenty degrees and her panties just melted.

He was right. She would be begging and that was about to happen any second if they didn’t get naked soon. Her only hope was that he would be the unicorn. The one man who could make her come with his dick. Man oh man, did she want to come with his dick inside her.

Once inside the cabin, she didn’t waste any time. She turned, pushing him up against the now closed door. She pressed her body against him, needing to feel him. And boy, did she feel him. His dick was long and hard, hitting her so close to where she was aching the most.

“Shit, you feel so good.” His hands wrapped around her body, gripping her ass, pulling her even closer. He dipped his head, his lips taking hers in a savage kiss.

She held on for dear life and let him take what he wanted. She wanted the same things and that made her wild, and also, a little afraid. She wasn't into one-night stands anymore, hence, her lack of sex in the last few years. Maybe that’s why this felt so out of control.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” she said when his lips trailed down her neck. She tugged his shirt from his pants, letting her fingers touch his bare skin.

He groaned at her touch. “So are you.” He nipped at the skin on her neck as his hands worked to get her shirt off. When his fingers pressed a little too hard into her bruised ribs, she cried out. “Shit, shit, shit,” he swore, lifting his head. “I forgot, I’m so sorry.” His touch softened.

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