Page 70 of Heart of Stone
“But you want to do it then?”
My hand slipped fully beneath her shirt and drifted up her back. “I realize you’re enjoying this time we have now to sneak around and keep this private. But I figure it’s going to get more and more difficult to hide when all I want to do is kiss you all the time.”
She shot me a dubious look. “Are you sure about that?”
“That I want to kiss you all the time?”
“Yes.”
“Of course, I am.”
“Could’ve fooled me,” she mumbled, her eyes dropping to my chest.
Confused, I said, “Look at me.”
She tipped her chin up. “Yeah?”
“Why would you say that?”
Pulling her hand from my hair, she waved her arm in the air. “I’m not wearing a watch, but I know it’s been whole minutes since I’ve walked into this cabin, and all I’ve gotten is one kiss on the side of my head.”
I swallowed down the laughter threatening to spill out. “My sincerest apologies, Miss Barton.”
She poked me in the gut with her finger, a shout of surprise escaping from me. I curled my arms around her, urged her onto her back, and brought my body over hers. For several beats, I held Natalia’s seductive stare.
My heartbeat quickened, and my voice became a deep rasp. “I’m sorry. If I’d realized how deeply disappointed you were by my lack of affection the moment you walked through the door, I promise I would’ve taken immediate steps to rectify it.”
“You know now, though,” she reasoned, her voice a touch over a whisper.
My mouth curved into a smile. “I do. And now I’m going to put in massive effort to make it up to you.”
I dropped my head down, my lips brushing over hers. Feeling the shudder that ran through her body, I fully captured her mouth.
It started slow and soft, and I poured every ounce of affection I had for her into that kiss.
But it didn’t end with just the kiss.
Much like had happened ever since the night I’d first kissed her by the campfire, Natalia and I got carried away.
We kissed like it was the first time. We kissed like two love-obsessed teenagers. And we moaned as our hands roamed. I allowed Natalia to get her fill with my body over hers before Irolled us so she was on top of me, and I could feel those gorgeous curves in my hands.
It never went beyond that. Kissing, touching, teasing, and moaning.
And though I wouldn’t have turned down more with her—it was a wonder I could think straight about anything other than that—what we had between us right now was more than enough for me.
Night after night, whether here at my place or across the property at hers, we’d talk and laugh and kiss and touch, and it was everything I needed but never expected to find here.
Here.
At Sandstone Heart.
A place I’d longed to destroy for as long as I could remember.
Now, it was different. Now, this place had a different meaning for me. It wasn’t just the place my father seemed to escape to for all those years when I was a kid.
No.
Now, it was the place that changed my life for the better in such a tremendous way. It was the place that brought this gorgeous, funny, talented, hardworking, and vivacious woman into my life.
