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"Come for me." I meet his thrusts with one deep one of my own.
The car gets slammed again as Col lets out a massive wail, his entire body shaking.
I lie there on top of him, watching him, listening to the tsunami of sounds falling out of him.
He's snapped his eyes shut.
The veins in his neck have popped out.
His body is thrashing around underneath me, his cries of pleasure filling the entire cabin.
He's wild.
He's free.
He's so himself that it makesmefeel like exploding.
Not sexually with an orgasm, but with something else… Something deeper than sexual pleasure.
I grimace.
Okay, that's not good. These gooey, sappy feelings he's ignited in me need to fuck right off. He's potentially an enemy, someone I need to defend myself against, not let have full access to my heart.
I take his face in my hands and kiss him deeply, his warm tongue meeting mine, lick for lick.
I have to let him go. I know I do. Hopefully not for good, but at least until I know for certain that I can trust him again. That he really is on our side. That he won't steal my family's farm from underneath us.
I pull back and suck in the words that I'm wanting to say.
Rate me.
That was then, this is now.
When he opens his eyes, they're glazed and a little unfocused.
He's smiling.
But I'm not.
I can't.
That was our final kiss.
It has to be.
I'm not going to be an idiot about things, and I will eventually hear him out. But I can't afford to drop my guard around him anymore. Not when it comes to protecting my family.
Which means no more sex. I don't care how much wildlife gets involved, that is a strict rule I intend on enforcing. Strictly.
Because while my body craves his, craves him, I'm going to be thinking with my big head from now on.
I have to.
Col has stirred up a helluva lot of stuff in me. Things that run deeper than just sexual desire. Things like feeling I'm not alone. Like giving me a glimpse of what it might feel like to have someone in my life. Like giving me hope that there is someone on this planet who gets me. Even when I'm, well…me.
And likes me.
For the most part.
