Page 58 of Nanny for the Cowboy

Just like that, the entire world has changed.

TWENTY-ONE

Brooks

The feeling of Clover’s lips on mine is like a shot of whiskey. No, stronger. I can’t say for sure what it’s like to do coke and then touch an electric fence, but it has to be like this.

Because everything about Clover, about finally touching her, is lightning and chaos wrapped into one. An addictive destruction that’s going to drown me and leave me wanting more.

Her lips are so damned soft, and I pull her closer, plastering Clover’s body to mine. She’s this tiny thing compared to me, and every primal instinct in my blood is screaming at me to claim her as mine.

Mine.

Our tongues dance together when she parts her lips for me, eagerly letting me in after I sweep my tongue across the seam of her lips. She tastes so good, and my cock is already throbbing, every bit of me hungry and needy for more.

Time blurs, but after who fucking knows how long, Clover stops, pulling herself away slightly. Leaning back, using my arms as an anchor, she meets my gaze.

“We shouldn’t be doing this. You know that, right?”

God, I do. I’ve known that since the beginning, but denying myself clearly had an expiration date.

“Clover, I…” I hold her against me, unwilling to let her go. “Yes, I do.”

She sags for a minute, and the defeat on her face is enough to make me pull her face up by the chin so that she’s forced to meet my eyes.

“Look,” I drop my chin, getting our stare perfectly lined up, “I don’t know what this is. I don’t. But I can’t deny it. I can’t keep lying to myself. I’ve wanted you since the moment you stepped out of that damn car, Clover. And yeah, there’s a host of things that say we can’t do this. But…”

Clover is hanging on my words, her stare anxious and desperate as I meet it.

“I don’t think I care anymore. At least not enough to stop me. I…I want this, even for just tonight. Just right now. But if you tell me to stop, to go away, and never come near you again, I’ll do it. It’ll kill me, but I’ll do it.”

There’s a beat where she looks into my eyes, and then Clover yanks me to her mouth, her lips meeting mine in a frenzy that has her in my lap on the couch in moments.

Her hips are perched over mine, and when Clover moves, she brushes over my erection. I hiss, that sensation driving me wild.

As I hold her by the back of the neck and hip, I squeeze Clover against me,feelingher. She moans, getting a taste of how badly I want her as I rub against her center.

“Brooks…fucking hell.”

“You have such a terrible mouth, don’t you, Lucky?” It’s more of a tease than I’ve allowed myself with her. “And you’ve been such a brat with me.”

A tiny moan escapes her. I can tell that Clover tried to hold it in, but she flicks her eyes up to mine, chewing on that full bottom lip of hers.

In this low light, her deep gray-blue eyes glow—a stormy sky set ablaze with lightning, just like that day out in the rain. The silk of her strawberry-blonde curls slides between my fingers, and I can’t help but remember how glad I am that the severe ponytails she used to wear are gone.

“You’ve hardly been the ‘sweet talker,’Ace.” Clover’s full lips are flushed pink from our kisses, and a soft glow warms her skin, making her freckles stand out. “Or haven’t I heard your best lines?”

I chuckle, low and deep in my chest. I want to devour her, taking in everything Clover has to offer. I want to make her call out my name and see her taking her punishment for goading me so very well.

Yanking her against me, I thrust my hips up to make her squeak, then whisper in her ear, “Oh, darlin’, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”

Before Clover can say anything else, I scoop her up. Her legs instinctively wrap around my waist, and the way she grinds against my erection has my head spinning.

But that’s not the point of this. The point is to get her into my bedroom so that I can see every inch of that gorgeous skin she’s been hiding from me.

“Where are you taking me?” Clover whispers, but I can hear that petulant whine in her voice, the adorable little complaint of not having any control.

She’s going to be losing all of it soon.

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