Page 41 of Forever in the Country

“Yes.”

“Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”

My fingers slip under her panties and she cries out. “You know what I want?” I don’t give her a chance to answer as I thrust two fingers inside her and curl them where I already know she likes. “I want to absolutelyruinyou for any other man who thinks he’d ever have a chance with you.”

“Sorren!” she screams my name as the orgasm rips through her. She thrashes against my hold, her pussy pulsing around my fingers as she comes the hardest she has all night.

It’s beautiful.

Glorious.

Filthy.

I want to taste her on my lips as she comes. I want her perfect thighs wrapped around my head as she bucks against my face. But most of all, I want her naked and flushed so I can see exactly what I do to her.

As gently as I can, I remove my hand from between her legs and release her wrists. She’s limp against the bed and I bring her hand to my mouth, peppering soft kisses against the red of her skin.

“No need to worry,” she says on a yawn, a sleepy smile on her face. Pulling the blankets down, I help maneuver her under the covers after throwing half a Home Goods store’s worth of pillows onto the floor.

“Worry about what?” I ask, sliding in next to her and bringing her back to my front.

“I was ruined for you the first time we kissed.”

I wrap her tighter against me, burying my face in her hair. She still smells delicious like sugar and frosting, and I sigh as I relax with her in my arms.

“Me too, Sunshine. Me too.” She snuggles back into me, and I love that I can just be with her in this way. “Sleep now. I’ll be home soon.”

18

RHEA

Iwake alone in my bed, my alarm blaring before the sun is up. The sheets are cold and even though I know Sorren left hours ago, it somehow feels twice as lonely knowing I have to face today without him here.

It felt like a dream, but he’d kissed me goodbye before sliding out of bed. I’d been too tired to keep my eyes open, but I’d heard him pause in the doorway after putting his boots on.

Like it was actually painful for him to leave and not just my imagination running away in the early morning hours.

It’s hard to even wrap my head around yesterday and the absolute insanity that took place in the blink of an eye. I’d gone from heartbroken and gutted to screaming his name.

Three times.

My core throbs as I stand and it’s the most exquisite kind of ache as I stumble into the bathroom and turn on the shower. My neck is red from his beard, and I can’t help but blush furiously as I stare at myself in the mirror.

Steam billows around me and I shake myself from the spell a certain broody man has cast on me. I slide my panties down my legs and then hold his shirt to my nose and inhale.

It’s shameless the way I love being in his clothes, surrounded by the scent of him, but I can’t help it. It’s not until I’ve stepped into the spray and washed my hair that doubt starts to creep in.

Possession.

Fierce.

Palpable.

The intensity with which he owned me still steals my breath. He’d been borderline feral and yet I trusted him completely.

At least with my body.

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