I swear, it feels like a butterfly is fluttering around inside my chest. "You… You hardly know me…"
He cups my face in his huge palms. "I do know you, my beautiful angel. I know you were cooped up in a world where you couldn't really be free. But now you can be as free as you want. I'll build you a sound studio. Buy you any equipment you need. We can travel around chasing birds. Streams. Waterfalls.” He stares off into space. “Wait – there’s a song that says we’re not supposed to chase waterfalls.” He chuckles. “I don’t care. You can do anything you want."
"But what about what you want?" I whisper as he unhooks my bra.
"Pfft, I've always just gone with the flow. Whatever makes me happy, that's what I do. You, Audra, make me happy. So…" His eyebrow raises. "That's what I'm going to do."
I laugh as he tears off my panties, my bracelets jangling as I scramble back onto the bed while he quickly flings off the rest of his clothing. Watching such a sexy man pull off his clothes and toss them vaguely toward a chair, his rough, muscular body coming into view section by section… Wow. My breath is racing by the time he’s lusciously naked.
Thane steps to the side, taking my wrist and slowly removing each bracelet one by one before setting them on the nightstand. "I still can't believe you brought these," he says, slipping off the little strings of blue and green beads.
"Come on, I had to. They were gifts from my…" I hesitate.
"Boyfriend? Future husband?"
My lips fall open. He uses the opportunity to lean in and kiss me with fiery abandon that makes my stomach tingle.
"We're going to have a ridiculously fancy brunch tomorrow morning," he says matter-of-factly. “Then you're gonna tell me whether you're a Harry Winston, Cartier, or Tiffany's gal. Or maybe we'll go to all three?"
My knees are trembling as I curl against him, sprawled across the king-sized bed. "Thane, really. You can't buy me a ring so fast."
"Okay. Then we'll just get your finger sized and take photos of your five favorites. And in a few weeks?—"
"Weeks?!” My voice is a squeak.
"Or months…or whatever… We can have a chat."
Thane has no concept of what is considered normal or appropriate. And maybe it’s the wild mountain man deep inside him, but he honestly doesn’t give a damn.
"Angel," he whispers, his voice hoarse with emotion as his palm gently caresses my breast. "You're mine. I'm yours. Everything else we can figure out along the way, right?"
I'm already nodding. "Right…"
I grab his shoulder, rolling him on top of me as I spread my legs. Then I take hold of his massive shaft, giving it several long, slow strokes until his shoulders begin to tense.
His eyes light up, his thick fingers immediately gliding through my pussy lips. "You're already so wet for me, angel."
"Maybe it turns me on when a crazy mountain man tells me he wants to build a weird and wonderful life with me?"
"Damn straight."
Our height difference means he has to bend his spine as he kisses me while dragging the thick blunt head of his cock through my dripping crease. I pull him down to me, shifting my hips until I capture the first two thick inches inside me.
"Take your time," he murmurs. "I don't want to hurt you."
"Never."
"If I ever get too rough, you'll tell me to stop, right?"
I grin, squeezing his toned ass firmly. "Don’t count on it."
His arm scoops under my shoulders, cradling my body close to him. "Fine. Your safe word ismeatloaf lasagna.”
When I burst out laughing, he groans. "Laugh again, sexy. It relaxes your hot pussy enough that I can get a bit deeper."
Ironically, this rugged man demanding that I laugh for him sends me into a fit of giggles, allowing his monster shaft to sink all the way inside.
"Damn, baby, I can't believe you can take the whole thing."
