Page 44 of Saddled in Secrets
My bottom lip pops out in a dramatic pout. “What’re you going to do to me, Stalker?”
“Keep you.”
I walk my fingers up his strained arm. “Forever?”
“Yes.” Now his tone is smoother than melted butter.
I’m not sure if we’re still playing this new game. He sounds serious. A thrill tickles my lower belly. One night of passion might dissolve this pesky chemistry sizzling between us.
“Are you gonna strip me bare and have your way with me?” I try to wiggle with zero luck.
“Not yet.” But the promise of when hangs in the air.
“What’s your plan then?”
“Trying to figure that out.” Colton dips his head until our noses brush. “Just like having you close.”
“I think you’re a romantic.” My chin tips up to bring our mouths within kissing range.
His lips caress mine in the faintest touch. “Would that please you?”
That gritty rasp intoxicates me. A burst of desire has me arching into him. Our chests meet and I rub against him like a mare in heat. My nipples pebble in the restrictive confines of my sports bra, the friction sending sparks to my core. When I mewl, he sips on the sound but doesn’t kiss me.
Masculine energy ripples off him in seductive waves. After a slow inhale, I’m nearly dizzy on the power he’s holding over me. His musky scent might as well be initiating sex.
“Yes,” I sigh. I’m agreeing to everything at this point.
But Colton still suspends himself just out of reach. His stubble scratches my skin. It’s a tease more than anything.
“Do you understand that I’d do anything for you?”
My brain is hazy, wrapped up in the fantasy. “Uh-huh.”
His blue stare travels beyond the fog and protective layers to cradle my deepest yearning. “And in exchange, you’ll be mine.”
Warm fuzzies swaddle me in a cozy embrace. “Okay, Stalker. Do your worst.”
He chuckles and I almost pass out. “You’re in a very agreeable mood.”
My nod bumps his forehead. “I want the sex.”
That flips some sort of switch. Colton stiffens and the heat in his gaze cools. “Is that all you want?”
“Foreplay wouldn’t hurt.” My focus drifts to what I can see of our surroundings. “Doubt anyone will stumble upon us out here.”
“We’re not having sex.”
The lust clouding my judgment wafts away with a gust of wind. “Don’t you want me?”
“With every beat of my heart.”
Warmth returns to my limbs and I slump against the ground. “So, what’s the problem?”
“I’m gonna be your first.”
Shock steals my voice seconds before laughter bursts free. “That card has been punched, Cowboy.”
“Let me finish,” he growls.
