Page 137 of Chasing the Wild
Inwardly, I haven’t been able to stop grinning at the fact this rugged man did what he did, coming to find me and bringing me home.
Because this man, whether he’s at Devil’s Peak Ranch or not, is the only place I’ve felt a sense of home. Colton Wilder is my safe place to land. My person.
I can only hope to be the same for him.
“Well, I can get rid of the damn thing now, anyway.” He shoots me a scowl.
“Why?” My eyebrows arch up.
“I found you. What do I need it for now? I’m not letting you go, baby.”
My heart does a pitter-patter, swooning all the way into his hands at that admission.
“What if I wanted you to keep it?”
Colt lifts my fingers up to his mouth, keeping his eyes on the road he grazes them with his lips. The light touch of wetness mixed with the scratch of his beard sends a shudder through me.
Along with a pulse in my clit, recalling how his mouth covered every inch of my body through the night. Mapping and studying every inch of my figure, like he was committing it all to memory again after so long apart.
God, I really am just a heart-eyed, horny mess for this cowboy.
“There’s no cell coverage at home, we’ve got the radios, I don’t need to carry that thing around.” He nips my forefinger.
My pulse thuds a little harder.
“I think you might want to keep it…” This man has got me all hot and bothered, and we’ve only been driving for a few hours.
“Can’t think of a reason why. It’ll just get busted sliding around in my truck. Or sit in a drawer. I’m never gonna use it,” he mutters.
Oh, I think I might find a compelling reason, or two.
“So, you’re telling me that youdon’twant me sending you dirty photos or videos?” Trapping my bottom lip between my teeth, I preen with anticipation when he grips my fingers tighter in response to my words.
“How’s that supposed to work when I won’t have any reception?”
It takes a monumental effort to hide the smile that threatens to take over. The tone in his voice just changed completely, and I can see him adjusting in the seat.
Seems like Colton Wilder might be a little interested after all.
“Do you like the sound of that, Daddy?” I tease, tilting my head and fluttering my eyelashes as he sneaks a look my way out the corner of his eye.
A low noise comes out of him.
“Think of it like a special treat whenever you’re in cell range, or connected to the Wi-Fi… there might just be a photo… or a video, waiting for your eyes only to enjoy.”
Colt shifts his weight again.
God, I love knowing that he’s turned on.
“I much prefer the real thing, baby.” The gritty tone of his voice makes my pussy flutter. “You might have to show me some examples first.”
Well, I can’t argue with that.
My thighs squeeze together. It’s been so long missing him and wanting him, my body aches to be connected again. Glancing quickly out the window at our surroundings, I see that we’re currently driving through remote forested hillscapes, some kind of national park.
“What’s got you biting that lip so hard, hmm?” Colt reads me like a goddamn book. “Wanna tell me what you’re thinking about?”
Blush stains my cheeks and I can already feel the familiar pooling heat building low in my core. No matter how much time we spent wrapped up in each other last night, my body is absolutely on board withmore.
