Malcolm opened his door and got out. “I’m sure we can find a saddle that fits you, I’m surprised you like horses though,” he said. “Don’t they stink?”
“Well, yeah,” Chloe said, shrugging her shoulders. “But that’s okay, they’re fun. Can we go meet them?”
“Let’s go meet Malcolm’s family first,” Rose said, getting out of the car, a sudden case of nerves making butterflies erupt in her stomach. “There will be plenty of time for the horses later.”
Malcolm came around and took her hand. “Are you ready?” he asked. “My family can be a bit much, but they mean well, it’s just that there are so many of them…”
She looked over at him. “How many brothers and sisters do you have?”
“There’s eight of us including me,” he said, wincing. “Four boys and four girls, the youngest four are twins.”
Confused for a second, she just looked at him. “Wait, you mean your mom had two sets of twins?” she asked. “That’s…wow…”
“That was kind of her reaction the second time around,” he said, laughing. “Come on, you’ll love them all. The youngest set of twins just turned five, and they’re a handful. I love coming home and hearing about all the trouble they’ve caused.”
Malcolm’s mom met them at the door. “You must be Rose, you’re just as pretty as I imagined you would be,” the older woman said, giving her a hug, then pulling back to look at her again. “I always knew Malcolm would choose wisely. Welcome to the family.”
She didn’t know what to say, and was a bit overwhelmed by the warm welcome. “Mom, give her some space,” Malcolm said, walking over and putting his arm around Rose’s shoulders. “She’s just getting used to the idea of us being together, don’t overwhelm her.”
“It’s fine, thank you, Mrs. Filmore,” she said. “I appreciate you opening your home to my sister and me.”
“Oh, please call me, Margaret,” Malcolm’s mom said. “Now, where is Chloe? The older kids have been dying to meet her.”
By the time dinner was over, her sister was acting like a normal teenager and she was finally able to relax. “Let me help with the dishes,” she said when Malcolm’s mom got to her feet. “It was a wonderful meal, thank you so much.”
“The younger kids will handle them, it’s one of their chores, and I’m sure that you’re both tired,” she said. “Why don’t you take your things out to the guesthouse? You’d probably like some privacy, and there’s little of that around here.”
She felt a blush rising to her cheeks, but got up with Malcolm and pretended she wasn’t suddenly more nervous than she’d ever been. Looking over at him as they walked through the house, she felt that wonderful warmth spreading through her. He must have felt it too because he turned around and looked back at her. The smile that spread across his face made her insides turn to jelly, and desire welled up inside her, making her entire body begin to tingle.
After grabbing their bags out of the truck, he led her around to the backyard, then to a trail that led into the woods. “My parents built this place a few years ago, hoping I’d come home more,” he said. “I’m ashamed to admit it didn’t work, but now I’m glad it’s here.”
Rose barely noticed the house as they walked through it to drop their bags in the bedroom; she was thinking about something else entirely, and didn’t resist when Malcolm pulled her into his arms. She realized with a shock of anticipation that for the first time in days, they were completely alone, and when his mouth came down on hers, she let herself fall into the kiss, more than ready to take the next step with the man she loved.
He kissed her, his mouth hungry for hers, until her legs began to wobble, then pulled back and looked down at her. “You can take this bedroom,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “I’ll take the one next door.”
“I have a better idea, how about if you stay right here with me?” she asked, then reached over and started unbuttoning his shirt. “You’ve been driving all day and you look exhausted. You might need some help getting ready for bed.”
“Oh, how nice of you to worry about me,” he said, sighing when the shirt hit the floor and she began to run her hands over his chest. “But I’m not feeling very sleepy right now, I might want to stay up for a while.”
“That’s funny, I’m not very sleepy either,” she said, reaching for the button on his pants. “Maybe we can find a way to entertain ourselves for a while since we are alone for the first time.”
“Hmmm…there are a few things I’ve been thinking about doing with you,” he said, pulling her shirt off then throwing it to the floor. “And just so you know, none of them involve you having clothes on.”
“Then maybe we should get rid of these,” she said, shimmying out of her jeans, pleased when Malcolm’s eyes filled with desire and he growled deep in his chest. Emboldened by his reaction, she stripped off her bra and panties, then stood waiting as his eyes roamed over her body, resisting the urge to cover herself with her hands.
“God, you’re incredible,” he said, reaching for her and pulling her into his arms.
When his mouth came down on her this time, there was no softness to the kiss; it was hard and demanding, and she was lost instantly to the intensity of his need. Her own need sprang to life in answer to his and she kissed him back, pouring all her desire into the kiss until they were finally forced to part, chests heaving, eyes locked on each other.
Malcolm stripped off his pants, revealing his engorged manhood, then swept her into his arms and carried her over to the bed, laid her down, then stood over her for a moment,drinking her in with his eyes again. By the time he joined her in bed, she was desperate for his touch and opened her legs to him willingly when his hand slid down her body.
She was unprepared for the waves of pleasure that swept through her when he found her wet and swollen nib and began to stroke it with his finger. Her hips came up off the bed, she cried out his name, then only seconds later, she tumbled over the edge, wave after wave of pleasure rushing through her. Suspended in a fog of sensation, her body still pulsing deep inside, she became aware of a new need building and knew that only one thing would satisfy it and spread her legs wider.
“Please, Malcolm, I need you inside me,” she said, tugging on him until he slipped between her legs. “Don’t make me wait, don’t make me beg, I’m yours, take me now.”
CHAPTER 20
***MALCOLM***
