“Okay.” I got down onto my knees like I had in the kitchen, setting the tone. I looked up into her eyes, seeing her smile from ear to ear.
“Please, darlin. Let me touch you. I need to feel your warmth. I need to feel your touch. I need to feel our bodies together. I need to hold you close and feel your heartbeat in sync with mine. I need a kiss from you. Can’t you see, darlin’? I need you. I need to drown in every. Single. Piece. Of. You.” I was grazing my hands along her body as I spoke, trying to tempt her. “Please, let me. I promise to be gentle.” She grabbed me by the shirt collar, pulling me up to meet her.
“I need you, too, but don’t you dare be gentle.” She had a hunger in her eyes that I had never seen before. I saw the mischievous look on her face, and I was ready to dive right in.
I reached out to tuck a piece of loose hair behind her ear. I could feel her breath jump as I closed the distance between us.
Before I knew it, I had her shoved up against the wall, my lips on hers. I felt a rush of adrenaline that only tasting and feeling Daisy could tame.
Just as quickly as my lips found hers, the kiss deepened. All the tension from having to keep our relationship and feelings a secret was being released. Just like on the porch, her hands found my hair. I wrapped my arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground and making my way over to the couch. It was set perfectly where we were hidden from the hallway, just in case. I could feel her warmth against me, and my heart was racing evenfaster.
I lay her on the couch, placing myself on top of her. Our lips parted only long enough to do so and then they were right back to where they belonged…together. I looked at her, feeling my heart pounding.
“Darlin’…”
“Cowboy…”
I felt the heat radiating off her. It made my head spin. Like every other time we were together, even as kids, the world faded away. All that mattered was the way we held each other, the way her body felt against mine, and the way her lips tasted.
I slid my hands down her body, landing at her hips. I gripped her tightly, again having that overwhelming need to consume her. We were so close, yet so hidden, and that added a little excitement to it all. I knew it was risky with my dad just down the hall in his room, but it only fueled my desire. I pulled myself back on my hands to get a look at her.
“You good?” She nodded, and I had a newfound urgency.
I claimed her lips as mine again, giving her all the passion I had inside of me. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I lifted her. The world outside didn’t exist. We were all there was. Each touch from her sent waves down my body. I pressed her up against the wall again, my hands exploring each of her curves.
“We shouldn’t.”
“Don’t worry, darlin.’ My dad is a heavy sleeper.” I couldn’t let this moment pass. I was craving her. “Just a little longer?” She nodded, tilting her head back.
I trailed my tongue down from her lips to her neck. She gasped and arched her back a little more as I found her sweet spot just below her ear. The way I had her pinned and the way she looked right now, I felt myself losing control, if I actually had any left in me at this point.
“We should be careful.”
“I think being careful is almost the same as being gentle, and you didn’t want that.” I looked at her with determination. “I can’t help myself. I need you, darlin.”
She pulled me closer, our bodies forging together. The kisses grew more intense, my promise to her that there would be more where this came from. I knew we were playing with fire right now, but I didn’t care.
Nothing or no one would stop me from taking what was mine-my sweet, darlin.’ In this moment, wrapped in each other’s arms, I was savoring every second.
Chapter Thirty
Daisy
Walt was in bed, it being nearly ten o’clock. I had no idea what was going to happen between Colt and me, but I was eager to find out. I stood in the doorway, watching Colt. He noticed me standing there, a little smirk forming on his face. Then, he came close and did that thing you see in movies and read about in books where the guy leans over you, his arm propped up above his head. He leaned his head toward me a little, and I could see why girls like this.
“I can’t wait any longer.”
“Can’t wait for what?” I had an idea of what he meant. I just find it funny to play with him.
“I want you. All of you, darlin’.” The way he called me darlin’ sounded like music to my ears.
“All of me?”
“Can I take it? Can I take what’s mine?” I bit my lip, growing the suspense, and I knew it was killing him. Playing games with Colt Hogan was my favorite pastime.
“I don’t think I should let it be that easy for you.” Makinghim work for? Yes.
“What do you want me to do, then?”
