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.This one led to another room slightly smaller than the empty one on the other side of the stairs.He had tried to make it habitable; extra large floor cushions where set against a wall and fur rugs were scattered on the floor.A book was lying on the floor by the cushions.This room ended at the front door and I looked up as Cole came back into the house closing the door behind him with the heel of his boot.He saw me and came over laden with bags.We’d stopped at WalMart on the way over and bought some food and other necessities.He allowed me to take one of the bags from him.I nodded at the cushions.“A bit minimalistic isn’t it?” I said with a grin.“They’re just a stop-gap until I order furniture.But it’s comfortable enough for the time being.”I followed him into the kitchen and set my burden down on the counter, leaning against it as he started to unpack the bags.A few minutes later he’d put everything away except for one item.When I saw what it was, I felt the heat rise in my cheeks.Cole had picked up the box but when he saw my embarrassment, the grin that had appeared on his face instantly died.He placed the box on the counter, came closer to me and took my hand.“Don’t Cole.Don’t say anything.It’ll just make it worse.”He leaned forward and kissed my forehead.When he moved back I tried not to meet his eyes, but he tipped my chin up with a finger and what he said next forced me to look at him.“Vic, right now, you are the most important thing in the world to me.I would never intentionally do anything to hurt or embarrass you.” He caressed my cheek with his fingers.“Something about you hit me square in the face when I first saw you last week at the gas station.I knew instantly that I would do anything in my power to protect you.Today, I’m starting to understand why.”I had no idea what to say in answer to that declaration.I felt humbled and blessed all at the same time.Once again my mouth didn’t engage my brain before it blurted out, “Perhaps it was fate.”“I’m starting to believe it was.I think we were meant to meet that night.And I, for one, will be eternally grateful that the gods of fate interfered.”I didn’t trust myself to talk; I knew I was very close to tears.I just put my arms around his waist, laid my head on his chest and hugged him tightly.In those emotionally charged moments I came to a decision and, lifting my head, I began to act on it.Bringing my hands up to his head I pulled him down for a kiss.I kissed him with every ounce of my limited experience and he accepted the gift I was offering.I needed to touch him, needed to feel his skin next to mine.I wanted to show him that in such a short space of time he had become as important to me as life itself.I burrowed my hands under his shirt and gripped his back, his skin hot and dry against my fingers.His hands were busy on their own quest.He’d pushed under my top and found the clasp of my bra, it took him no more than a second to undo the hooks and bring his hands around to my chest, push up the cups and palm my breasts.I barely moved my mouth away from his when I suggested we lie down.We didn’t, instead he lowered his hands to my bottom and hoisted me up; I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on tightly as he easily carried me.He paused only briefly to scoop up the condom box off the counter before continuing into the other room and laying me down gently on the fur rug.I pulled my shirt and bra off while he quickly divested himself of his shirt and boots.He started working on the zipper of my jeans while I flicked open the buttons on his fly.We were both naked in seconds and to my surprise I felt no embarrassment.My hands were everywhere; I couldn’t stop my journey of discovery.I needed to know every muscle and every ridge.Cole was just as impatient, he used his lips and tongue as well as his hands and I pressed myself against him as he took a nipple into his mouth.His exploration of my body peaked when he found the moist folds between my legs.I was expecting to feel the pulse of arousal when he started to slide one long finger into me; instead I jerked and moaned in pain instead of ecstasy.I almost sobbed with disappointment when he immediately removed his finger and cupped his palm on the outside of my core, applying slight reassuring pressure on the whole area.Cole supported himself on his other elbow and looked down at me.“How long had it been?” He continued applying the comforting pressure.“What?” I frowned in confusion; I had no idea what he was asking.“Before this morning.when was the last time you made love?”Oh boy, we were lying there on the floor, both of us stark naked, and he wanted me to talk about my previous sexual experiences? I was willing to ignore the pain to feel him again, why couldn’t he.I tried to push myself against his hand, tried to get him to move again.But he stubbornly ignored my efforts; he was expecting an answer.“More than nine years.” I mumbled; my tone more than a little sulky.He leaned down to touch his lips to mine in a kiss as light as a feather then shook his head slightly.“My darling Mouse, why didn’t you tell me this morning? I would’ve gone slower, prepared you more.”“You didn’t ask.” I felt incredibly guilty.My inexperience had spoiled the mood and now he was upset with me.“I’m sorry.”“I’m the one who should be saying sorry, Vic, not you.” He removed his hand from my mound and sat up.“Come here.” He pulled me up into a sitting position and then across his lap where he just held me.“I said I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you, and I won’t.We’ll take a rain check on this and when I make love to you again, I promise it won’t hurt [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]