“No.” She shakes her head. “I don’t think I’m fully warmed up yet.”
The fire has done a fast and effective job of warming up the cabin, and beneath all the quilts, I’m overheating. But then again, maybe that has nothing to do with the temperature and everything to do with the woman pressed up to me.
“It’s a good thing I found you when I did.” My hands continue to move slowly over her body. When she wiggles her sweet assinto me, I grow bolder with my touch. “You were so cold, Chloe. I wasn’t sure if…it doesn’t matter. How are you feeling now?”
A moan slips from her mouth but she doesn’t say anything.
“Chloe?”
“Yes?”
“How are you feeling now?”
“Good.Reallygood.”
“Tell me how else you like being touched.” My voice is so low and gruff, I hardly recognize it as I lean forward and whisper in her ear.
“I don’t know,” she admits. “I’ve never been touched before, either.”
How this amazing woman has remained untouched her entire life is beyond me. Any men she’s encountered before me are all idiots who can’t see what’s right in front of them. Not that I’m complaining. I knew she was special before, but now…damn. This woman was made for me.
I can’t even begin to explain it, but I don’t care to try. The only thing I know is that she’s in my arms now, and I never want to let her go.
“Do you like this?” I slide my hand up her leg, letting my fingertips drag lightly across her thigh.
She shivers under my touch and nods. “I like all the ways you touch me.”
My already hard cock twitches with her words.
“Ryder?” Chloe twists her head so she’s looking at me.
I shift so she’s lying flat on the bed and I’m hovering over her and can look into her beautiful eyes, dark with desire.
“Will you show me?”
“Show you what?”
She swallows hard and closes her eyes for a moment. “Show me how to…teach me…I mean…”
I stop her because I’m almost certain I know what she’s going to ask me, and I can’t let her finish the sentence. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
Her face falls, and I immediately regret saying anything.
“Why? I mean…what’s wrong with me?”
Chloe’s question is a dagger to my heart. There is absolutely nothing wrong with her. Nothing at all. And that’s the entire problem. “If you were anyone else, sweetheart, we wouldn’t even be having this conversation, because my mouth would be so busy devouring your pussy, making you scream, there would be no time for talking.”
She sucks in a breath and bites her bottom lip in a way that makes me want to suck it between my own two lips.
It takes her a moment, but eventually, she asks, “Why if I was anyone else? Why not me?”
I hate the uncertainty in her voice and the doubt that she has that she’s enough. She’s so much more than enough, and I want more than anything for her to know that. But I have to tell her the truth.
“Because I promised my brothers I wouldn’t touch you. And I know with one hundred percent certainty that once I got a taste of your sweet pussy, I wouldn’t be able to stop until my cock was stuffed all the way deep inside you.”
CHAPTER SIX
Chloe
