Page 20 of Cozy Cabin for Two
“You’re really not bothered by the fact that I was Scott’s brother?”
“I’ve had time to grieve and deal with it all. But you’ve locked it away inside and not confronted it. Let me help you face your fears, Ash.” Her hands cupped my face, eyes imploring, drawing me into her like a magic spell.
My defenses withered away, caught up with her. I leaned in as if I had no control, pulled by her desire. Closer still, her pretty floral scent overtook me, until I passed the point of no return. Nothing could stop me. I did what any man would do with a beautiful woman in his arms he’d spent years longing for.
I kissed her as if I needed her to survive.
My lips crushed on hers, lingering and savoring. I growled into it, like the touch unlocked my wild and greedy side. The one that had always wanted her.
When she parted her lips, I deepened the kiss, and danced with the devil. We lost control. Her hands were suddenly everywhere, at my belt, stroking me through my jeans, under my shirt. I gathered the hem of her sundress, my fingertips sliding up her silky, smooth thighs.
The temptress in my arms reached down and urged my palm toward her hot center, heated and wet through her panties.
“Oh, Ash, it’s been so long,” she gasped, clinging to me.
I gave her the relief she needed, pressing my palm against her clit gently through the fabric. “Like that, baby?”
“Don’t stop.”
I memorized every flicker of expression on herface as she ground against my hand, getting herself off. Like a free-spirited animal, she bucked wildly, soaking me.
I nipped at her racing pulse, begging my cock to stand down as my pants became unbearably tight. When her knees almost buckled, I held her up, keeping the pressure on her clit right where she needed it. As if I were her lifeline, she gripped my shoulders, squirming and moaning for more.
Nothing could deter me from my mission here—to know at last what it felt like when she came undone in my arms.
With her cry of my name into my neck, I didn’t have to wait long. She erupted, the aftershocks coming in waves as I held her through each one. I almost came in my jeans at the thrill of it all.
“Ash,” she whispered my name on a satisfied sigh, a sound like no other. One I’d never forget.
She melded into me, her head against my chest. I kissed her temple, trying to return to reality, sighing to clear my head and think straight about what just happened. Then my phone rang. I ignored it and held her tighter in my arms, holding on to temptation a little longer.
I just made my brother’s widow come. It was fast and good and, fuck, everything I shouldn’t have allowed to happen. But it did. We opened that door,and now I desired much, much more. Too many emotions battled within me at once.
When my phone started ringing again, I had to bring an end to this.
“Must be important.” I made sure she was steady on her feet before I stepped away. My phone fumbled in my hands, and I took a shaky breath to calm myself. Difficult to do when the tantalizing scent of her remained on my palm.
Colt’s name appeared on the screen. I swore under my breath and answered. “What?”
“Knox told me to call. Juniper’s losing it. She kicked the stall door clean off. We can’t get a halter on her. Daisy is on her way, but we need backup.”
“On it.” I hung up and stared for a brief moment at Willow and her pink, swollen lips. She’d pressed her dress back in place, and her fingers reworked her hair into a new bun.
Against my urges to take her all the way to my bedroom, I grit my teeth and stayed the course, heading for the door. “Juniper has thrown a fit. If you really think you have a connection, come with me, and prove it.”
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WILLOW
“Yep.She has a foal in there. Do we know who the sire is?” Dusty finished his examination of Juniper and stripped off his gloves.
Daisy shook her head, hands on her hips. “I rescued her from the Carrick’s field of neglected horses that were being given away. The sire could be any of them.”
I stood by Juniper in her stall, petting her and whispering calm things. I could hardly believe it when we first arrived, and with just one call of her name, Juniper came right up to me, sweet as could be, like she hadn’t just thrown a huge fit in the barn.
I never even had a pet growing up, although I wanted one. Dad wouldn’t allow it. He claimed he was allergic to pet hair. It wasn’t really until I had Ro that Ilearned what it meant to care for someone so deeply. A mother’s love is like no other.
