“Question. Actually, a couple, kind of.”
“Okay. Go.”
“Are you on the pill? Because I don’t have condoms. And if you are, are you comfortable going without condoms. I’m clean. I can show you my latest test results and I haven’t been with anyone since I moved here.”
“Here? To the Inn?” Motherfucker. Who had he been fucking?
“No. Here, as in Winter Lake.”
“Oh. But that’s…” The implication of his words left her speechless.
“Yeah. See the thing is, I’m not some young buck looking to scratch an itch. Haven’t been in too many years to count, and within a week of arriving in Winter Lake I saw someone I wanted but couldn’t seem to get. Hence, no sex for me. Didn’t want to have it with anyone but you.”
“Wow. That’s…I don’t know what that is.”
“Don’t worry about that. Answer the questions.”
She wasn’t worried about his admission but it certainly gave her more to think about. A little more faith in her decision to see where their attraction went. “I have an IUD and I’m clean. We’re tested regularly for work.”
“And?”
“Ah, I’m good with going without condoms.”
“Are you sure? You don’t sound all that confident.”
“No, I am, I just.” She had to swallow before she could get the words out. “I’ve never had sex without a condom before.”
“Neither have I.”
“Oh!” Why did his words bring a flush of heat and pleasure? She didn’t want to think about Nash having sex with other women, but to know he’d never taken this step with any of them? Yeah, that made her feel good. Really good. “First for both of us then.”
He grinned. “Is it bad that I like the idea of having this first with you?”
“No.” She couldn’t let him be the only one making confessions. “I like it too.”
His gaze locked with hers and he studied her for long seconds before a sexy grin curled his lips. “Okay, we’ve established condoms aren’t a necessity.”
“Does that mean we’re?—”
Nash’s mouth crashed onto hers, his tongue pushing between her lips and taking possession of her mouth with breath stealing speed. His hands weren’t idle either. They burrowed under her clothes, pushing and shoving until he found bare skin.
Tearing his mouth from hers he demanded, “Clothes off.”
Laura grinned. She’d been prepared to push things—push him. Because now that she’d opened herself up to this attraction she didn’t want to hold back. They’d both spent years holding back. No more. In two heartbeats she had her top half naked and was working on the bottom.
“Fuck.” She glanced up to find Nash’s gaze on her breasts, the heat swirling in his eyes enough to scorch her skin. “Look at you.”
Her boobs weren’t big, but she had a decent handful, and they were well shaped with nice nipples. Well, she’d always thought they were nice, and judging by his reaction he thought so too.
“I want to lay you out and just look at you but it’s too cold for that.” His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs strumming the taut nipples. “Get those pants off and get back under the covers.”
“It’s not that cold.” The goose bumps dotting her skin had nothing to do with the temperature and everything to do with the man turning her inside out with his heated gaze. “We’ll keep each other warm with body heat,” she muttered as she kicked the sweatpants off her legs.
“I saw you yesterday, but Jesus fucking Christ woman.” He grabbed her hips and yanked her over him. “I want those tits in my face, those nipples in my mouth.”
Shivering, she moved so she straddled him and dropped her chest toward his face. “Hey. Why do you still have pants on?”
“Because if I don’t I’m inside you and you’re not ready yet.”
