Page 188 of Sin With Me

Chapter22

Emma

I’d keptEric away from his chores for most of the day as we made love throughout the house, each time choosing a different room. By the time evening came, my stomach was grumbling.

“Where did you get those muffins?” I asked.

“Claire brought them over. I have a feeling you may have met my ex intown.”

“Aha, I met her, all right.”

“So I see she got toyou?”

I shook my head. “No, she didn’t get to me. But she did make a point of saying that I wouldn’t last here much longer.”

Eric took me onto his lap. Because he was wearing only his boxers, I could feel his legs underneath my ass. My panties and his over-sized shirt on my body didn’t provide much of a barrier betweenus.

“Emma, I want you to stay with me. I mean it. But I know how much your job and your family mean to you. I could never ask you to leave that behind.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Well, because I’ve met them, and you’re so good at what youdo.”

“No, I mean, why do you want me to stay?” I whispered, wondering if it was at all possible that Eric had fallen for me as hard as I had for him. It wasn’t until I spoke with Mrs. Gladden in town that I realized I was feeling so guilty over David because my feelings for Eric had grown to the enormity of what I’d felt for my first boyfriend – and even beyond.

“I… I just do. I want you with me, at this ranch. What I feel for you is nothing I’ve had before. Never. You’re my woman. You’re my everything.”

Why couldn’t he say it? Was it so difficult for him to say he loved me? What if he didn’t? What if I had fallen for a man who couldn’t reciprocate what I felt forhim?

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Aah, I guess Ido.”

“You guess?”

“I do. I trustyou.”

Eric reached to the couch where I’d left my scarf and with a smug grin said, “It’s not what you’re thinking.”

“And how do you know what I’m thinking?”

“Because I know you. But we can postpone that thought for another time, I promise.”

I sighed, wondering what he’d planned now and noting how swiftly he had changed the topic.

“Close youreyes.”

I obeyed as he tied the silk around my eyes, reducing the room to darkness. As soon as my sight was taken away, all my other senses heightened. The crackling fireplace echoed as if it had been burning for hours, not minutes, consuming much more space than the pit. The smell of the bubbling dinner still in the crock pot filled my nostrils, and Eric’s touch on my hand warmed my entire body in an instant. When he gently leaned over and I felt his breath on my face, I couldn’t help but smile. He lowered his lips to mine, kissing me ever so gently. I tasted the remnants of wine on his lips as my body yielded to him, letting him embrace me tighter and hold me. His shaft hardened underneath me as I wiggled myass.

“I like where this is going,” I whispered.

“It doesn’t take much to please you, doesit?”

I shrugged.

“There’s a part of this home I haven’t shown you yet, and I’d love to do sonow.”

“Really?”

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