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Lust…
Desire…
“Are you normally…quiet…so often?” I ask.
She runs a hand over her arm and shivers, and I love every second of the effect I’m having on her.
“No,” she says, her eyes widening. “I’m not. I don’t know if it’s all this mountain air and the solitude and freedom and relief and the lack of orgasms before…or you cutting wood and stuff.” The words fly out of her and she puts her hands on her hips, like she’s suddenly inspired. She opens her mouth to keep going and I interrupt.
“Me cutting wood and stuff?”
She puts her hand on her head and blinks at me then swoops her hair up so it’s off of her neck. “I’m wishing I didn’t have this sweater on right now,” she says.
“You can take it off if you need to.”
Another sweet gasp from her and I want to suck up each one of them.
I’m the one left gasping for air when she lifts her sweaterover her head. She’s wearing a white fitted tank underneath, so it’s not revealing quite as much as I thought might be coming, but the sight is still glorious. Her tits are highlighted with the deep V, the dip between calling out to me. And I’m able to see the outline of her nipples so much better.
I watch every breath she takes, entranced.
“Much better.” She sighs, as if she’s not making me salivate right here in front of her. “I shouldn’t have said that about you cutting wood, it’s just…” She lifts a hand, her shoulder lifting. “Well…I just never knew, that’s all.” She shakes her head, licking her lips. “I never knew watching a man who looks…likeyou,” her cheeks deepen with color again, “choppingwood, could be my catnip.” She fans her face and laughs.
I press my lips together to keep from laughing…and to keep from stalking over there and kissing the blush right off of her.
“Your hair looks really good,” she says softly, her voice shy again. “Do you like it?”
“Not as much as I like hearing you talk about my wood,” I say, enjoying that gasp and her laugh.
She points at me and tries not to laugh, but it’s no use. I wait for any move, any hint that she might want me to step closer, but she takes a step back.
“Now that I’ve thoroughly embarrassed myself, I’m going to bed,” she says, her lips puckered with restraint.
I want to tease that grin out with my tongue.
“Okay,” I say instead.
She nods. “Night, Callum.”
“Night, Ruby.”
She walks into the hall and toward her room.
“Ruby?”
“Yeah?” She pauses but doesn’t turn.
“You can be as loud as you want.”
Her shoulders lift and she turns to look back at me. I’d give anything to be able to read her mind right now.
“You too,” she whispers.
Fuck. Me.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
VIRAL
