Page 4 of My Recluse Valentine

With one last look he shuts the truck door and dashes to the front porch carefully cradling the vase in his arms. Once on the porch he knocks on the door. It only takes a few moments before he's handing over the flowers to a smiling Mrs. Nelson. It looks as though she's trying to invite him in as she nods her head to the inside of her house.

With a smile of his own he points in my direction. Instinctively I wave as Mrs. Nelson's head turns in the direction he's pointing. She smiles and waves back before patting Chance's arm and stepping back in the house.

Chance runs back toward the truck with a huge smile on his bearded face making my cheeks flame with the thought of his big, bushy beard rubbing between my legs.

"Oh, Milo. How am I going to survive the night under the same roof as Chance and his love?" I turn away from Chance to check on Milo in the backseat only to find him sound asleep. "Great." I mumble. "Deserted by my date on Valentine's Day."

I turn around and school my features. I can't let Chance know how I feel about him. As much as I want him for my own, I'm not a homewrecker. He's already chosen Poppy—I'm not going to interfere.

The door opens letting in a gust of suddenly subzero cold as Chance settle into the driver's side, closing the door with a little more force than earlier as the wind causes resistance. "The temperature has dropped a good fifteen degrees. Let's get you to my cabin where you can both warm up and have something to eat."

With a weak smile, I nod, knowing my time with him has come to an end—along with my fantasies. Because once I put a face to the name I won't be able to think of Chance as mine, even in my deepest, darkest fantasies—he belongs to Poppy.

His hand accidentally grazes my shoulder as he places his arm over the back of my seat while he backs out of the Nelson's driveway. I fight the shiver of awareness that wants to ripple through my body at his touch.

"Are you cold?" His eyes linger on mine waiting for my answer before he continues backing the truck out of the driveway.

"I'm fine." I lie, knowing I'll never be fine again.

We sit in comfortable silence the short distance to his cabin high in the mountains. "It's beautiful up here." My gaze snaps from the quaint log cabin with the billow of smoke coming out of the chimney to the various sizes of trees lining the driveway and around the house.

"Wait until you see the view of the mountains from inside the cabin." His smile is catching causing me to smile back.

He parks his truck next to the cabin, shutting it off with a push of a button, something my old van doesn't have, unhooks his seatbelt, open the door and slides out. Then he pushes the seat forward and retrieves a still sleeping Milo from the backseat. "Hey, buddy. We're home." Chance whispers to my finicky feline and my heart melts yet again. At this rate I'm going to be a pile of goo freezing in the snow. I let myself out of the truck as he dashes around the truck careful not to jostle Milo around and grabs my hand as with rush to the cabin. "Here we are."

We stop in front of the big wood door, and I take a deep breath and blow it out as he pushes open the door with one of his broad shoulders while holding Milo's car seat in one hand and my hand in his other.

I jerk my hand out of his not wanting to give Poppy the wrong idea about our relationship or nonexistent relationship causing Chance to search my face in confusion when a loud meow cuts though the thick silence. I glance down at Milo to notice he's still sound asleep. But if he's asleep where did that meowing come from?

"Ah, the Queen has spoken her displeasure." Chance takes my hand in his again and guides me inside his home where a ticked off black cat voices her anger at him "Blossom and Milo, meet Poppy."

"Poppy's a cat?" I say in disbelief or maybe in relief. I'm not sure which at the moment. All I know is Poppy is a cat not a woman.

"Yup. She's my roommate and Queen of the cabin." He chuckles letting go of my hand as he sets a now awake Milo and his carseat on the floor, unhooking him so he can inspect our home for the night—or more than likely to inspect Poppy.

All the longing and desire I feel for Chance comes bubbling to the surface causing me to throw myself into his arms, crashing my lips onto his like I never want to let go. Because no matter what the morning brings, I'm going to take a chance of Chance tonight.

four

Chance

I'm not sure whatI've done to deserve it, but I have the woman of my dreams pressed tight against my body. With one leg wrapped around my hip as her hot little legging covered pussy rubs against my still covered cock. I could die a happy man right now, but what fun would that be to die a virgin, unless I'm sacrificing myself for Blossom's love.

Our kisses are a little awkward at first but as I suspect, Blossom is just as inexperienced as I am. Intent on fixing that issue for both of us, I wrap my arm under her plump ass and easily lift her in the air and position her legs around my hips giving her better access to grind her pussy against my cock.

Her movements are jerky and hurried like she's afraid I'll disappear or change my mind before she gets herself off. Which couldn't be farther from the truth. I'm a man of my word—Ipromised my sweet Blossom—I'd help her get off even if I come in my jeans. "That's it, sweet girl. Show your man how much you want him. Ride my cock like you own it, because the truth is you do." I pull away from her lips long enough to give her the encouragement she needs to take what she wants from me.

She moans against my lips as a shiver runs through her body. I can tell she's close to coming so I dig my fingers into her hips and pump my hips against the wet heat of her pussy that's dampening the front of my jeans like she's marking her territory. Her body stiffens and she cries out her release at the same time I explode against my zipper. "Well damn, I wasn't expecting that." I shift my mouth from her lips to place a kiss on the tip of her nose. "Thanks for being the first person I orgasmed with." At her stunned expression I continue. "I'm a thirty-three-year-old virgin. I guess that's why I was afraid to make my move on you." I hold my breath hoping she doesn't think badly of me for not having experience.

Her stunned expression changes to one of desire. "How about you help this twenty-six-year-old lose her virginity?"

I knew my girl saved herself for me just like I saved myself for her. "As you wish, sweet girl." I place a kiss to her lips sealing the deal, but instead of hearing her sigh of pleasure I hear the sound of angry cats wanting fed. "I should probably feed them and us first because once I get you in that bed, I'm never letting you out." I give her ass a slight slap as I unwrap her legs from around my waist and slowly slide her body down mine. "While I'm fixing something to eat, you're welcome to take a shower." Not that I like the idea of her washing our combined scent off her body, but she has to be cold from being outside in only those thin leggings. That's when I notice we didn't even take the time to remove ourcoats before we started dry humping like a couple of teenagers on prom night.

She unzips her coat slowly peeling it from her body, "How about you join me in the shower?" She purrs and I'm seconds away from saying fuck the food, I'll eat blossom instead, but like I said Blossom is my priority. I'll make sure she and our fur babies are feed before I feast on her all night long.

"Not tonight. Maybe once I've had my fill of you first." Not that I'll ever get my fill of this beautiful woman.

"Fine." She sticks out her bottom lip in a sexy pout and all I want to do is pull it between my lips and suck on it.

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