Page 72 of Forever in the Country

Hard body, flexing muscles, raw fucking strength.

His mouth slams against mine in a bruising kiss. It’s punishing andgodI want him to take out his frustration on me. No one in my entire life has made me feel the way he does with a few kisses and orgasms and the unconventional way he shows he cares.

That he loves me—even if he’s not saying it yet.

It’s wild and crazy, but I wasn’t lying when I told him I wasn’t scared.

We’ve had a lifetime of unspoken conversations that have led us to this moment, and now that I have him, I won’t let him go.

His tongue plunders my mouth like he’s starving for me, my nails digging into his back as he growls against my lips.

Between this and him coming down my throat, my panties are soaked. I wish I was stronger but I’m aching for relief—for him.Carrying me across the room, Sorren drops me down on my desk and then cages me in with both arms.

“I didn’t run.”

“Yes, you did. And then you let someone else touch you. Right in front of me in my damn bakery,” I seethe, and I don’t even care.

“Is that what this is about? You jealous?” His taunt has me reaching between us and him angling his hips away from me.

“Stop tryin’ to grab my dick.”

“Seems like the only time you can think straight is if I’m touchin’ it.” Seriously, what is wrong with me? This has been literally the only time I’ve touched him if you don’t count me grinding against him like a cat in heat in the storm shelter.

“I didn’t run. There’s no choice, Rhea. It’s you.”

“You ran,” I challenge because I can’t let it go.

“I needed a minute, Sunshine. And I can’t say it won’t happen again.” He pauses. “But it was a me thing, not a you thing.”

“Why can’t it be an us thing?”

Sorren’s lips twitch before he drags them softly against my jaw to my ear. “I don’t know how to be an us yet, Rhea. It’s been a long time since I was with a woman, and Sunshine, you’re not just any woman,” he whispers and a shiver racks my body as he moves down my throat.

“It’s been a long time for me too, but we’re already an us. We’re just adding sex and—”

“And you’re fuckin’ mine.” His teeth nip at my earlobe and I arch into him. The pressure against my clit is barely there, and it feels like my entire being is aching for this man.

“Obviously.” His hips rock against me and I gasp.

“Do you have any idea what I want to do to you? It’s all I can think about—you’reall I can think about. For a whole goddamn week, Rhea. I had a taste and it wasn’t enough.”

“Why is that so bad?”

“Because I’ll never get enough of you. I’m going to want you wholly and completely and forever. I’m fuckin’ terrified. I’ve kept my need to be close to you in check, but if we do this, I’m gonna be fuckin’ obsessed with you.”

“I thought we were already doin’ this.”

“Rhea…” My name is a warning, and I love the way the low timbre of his voice sends a shiver through me.

“I’m not scared of you.”

“Fuck—you should be.”

“I like you obsessed.” The words are breathy as he drags his rough palms up and down my body, torturously slow.

“And demanding. So fucking demanding.”

His teeth nip at my collarbone and I try to rock into him, but his hands grip me harder.

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