Page 81 of Chasing the Wild
“Ok, cowboy…” He wants anadultconversation, then I’m more than happy to lay it all out on the line to prove to him just how much I want this. How much I want him, even if it’s only for the short amount of time I’ll be able to enjoy having him. “I’m on birth control, and I’m all clear, just so you know. I got tested before winter… and, well… you’re the only person I’ve been with since then.”
He still looks pained, and closes his eyes as he clears his throat. “I wanted to ignore it this morning when I pulled open the drawer in the bathroom and saw I only had a couple of condoms left.” Opening his gorgeous eyes again, he holds my gaze and shakes his head a little ruefully. “Little did I know the last time we were in town, that should have been one of thesuppliesI restocked. But I wasn’t exactly expecting to be doing anything but fucking my fist in the shower every time I thought about you.”
Rolling my lips together, I peek at him from beneath my lashes. “You think about me when you touch yourself, cowboy?” God, that is the sexiest fucking admission I’ve ever heard.
“Only you have that kind of power over me, Layla.” Colt pauses for a moment, then steps into me again, and I hope to god he’s feeling the same magnetic pull to be touching constantly as I’m being tortured by. “You have for a long time now. Longer than I want to admit, because I really shouldn’t have been looking at you that way, but I couldn’t fucking fight it.”
Colt’s heat and scent wash through me, and I nearly goddamn whimper as his knee slides between my thighs. He’s got a hunger in his hazel stare that is enough to make me forget about food and coffee. To forget about anything other than begging him to get me naked again, spread me out on the counter, and have me for breakfast.
“Well, how’s this… you’re the only person I’ve thought about, too.”
His chest makes that seductive, rumbly noise, like a storm rolling in, and he grabs hold of my chin. Trapping me exactly where he wants me.
I’ll gladly stay pinned here. Hell, this man could hog-tie me right on this spot on the kitchen floor, do whatever he wants to me, and I’d saythank you.
Lowering his head, he speaks against my lips. “Fuck, that’s hot. I think I’m gonna need you to show me what that looks like.” Then his tongue slides against mine, invading my mouth and commanding me with the kind of kiss I’ll be left dreaming about for years to come.
I whimper into his mouth, because it’s honest to god the only thing I can do. My blood turns to white-hot sparks flying through my veins, and every nerve ending dances with joy at the way he presses against my body.
God, I want his weight on top of me. I’ve only had one night of this man, and already I’m craving the sensation of being pinned beneath his bulk and strength.
Things start to build, he sinks deeper into my mouth, exploring hands begin to fist and squeeze the soft material at my hips, my waist, the swell of my thighs. Just as I think we’re definitely going to follow the road of desire to its inevitable climax, Colt pauses and makes a primal noise, something part growl and part groan against my mouth.
“Holy shit. Angel, I gotta go finish up the crap I’ve got left to do.” He rests his forehead against mine, surely able to hear my frantic pulse fluttering in my throat. “As much as I can’t think of anything fucking worse than walking away from you right now, I have to go.”
Swallowing heavily and trying not to sound completely porn star worthy, I tuck a stray curl behind my ear and collect my sanity for a second. “I can help, if you need. Let me get dressed and I’ll come give you a hand.”
Colt gives me a crooked smile that melts my brain. “No, you stay right here.” He brushes his thumb across my kiss bitten lips. “You’ve more than earned a day off. Rest up, eat your breakfast—that has now gone cold, might I add.”
I glare at him. “Whose fault is that?Mr.Condoms and Important Sex-Talk.”
He grunts a short laugh. “I plead innocence. Besides, I want you naked and in my bath when I get back… and I’m sure you’ll keep yourself busy reading one of your horny books.”
There’s a spluttering noise that comes out of me, and I damn near fall off my stool. Absolutely no way did this man just say those words.
But Colt’s hazel eyes glow with boyish mischief. “Oh, don’t think I don’t know what you’ve got on that innocent-looking little device of yours.”
“What do you know about the types of books I read?” I’m incredulous, but have absolutely no right to be. He’s correct.My Kindle is brimming with the most deliciously smutty books imaginable.
“Oh, I’m sorry… readingserious literatureover there every night, are you, angel?”
Shaking my head, I nibble on my bottom lip. “You really never cease to amaze me, cowboy. I thought you preferred to stay cut off from society up here on your mountain.”
“I know a thing or two. The guys, they talk about what their women are reading.” He’s mighty pleased with himself. Smug Colt is next-level sexy. Damn him, he makes cockiness look so, so ruggedly good.
“Bet they do.” Rolling my eyes, I give him a poke in his muscled chest.
That earns me a searing look and a squeeze of my hip, but he steps away, readying himself to venture back out into the snowy vista blanketing the ranch.
“Oh, wait. If I’m not allowed to come help, then you have to take this out to the horses.” I hop up and grab a couple of carrots from the stash I’ve been keeping. “You’ll need to apologize to my friends that I’m not around to give them their dose of attention today… you can explain exactly why I’m not there.”
As I hand him the carrots, Colt cocks his head to one side before his gaze drops appreciatively down my body. “I think they already had a pretty good preview as to why, last night.”
The tips of my ears heat.
He runs his tongue over his bottom lip.
“Remember what I said. I’ll be back in a few hours.” Glancing at the carrots I’ve pressed into his big palm, Colt shakes his head before turning and heading out the door.
