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Her expression remains still as she shrugs. “I don’t have a choice, do I?” A hint of nervousness makes her step closer. “Colt, let me stay with you. Please. Just until it’s fixed.”
My heart leaps.
I don’t deserve this.
CHAPTER NINE
Hannah
Thenightiscoldand dark and I snuggle the blankets on the sofa. The fire is flickering, lighting up the darkness of the living room.
After his outburst, I give myself space from Colt. I spent the afternoon on the verandah overlooking the vegetable patch, allowing my mind to wonder. I’m grateful to have somewhere to stay, and Colt was busy working in the garden and doing other jobs, which allowed me to take the time to complete the report as best as I could with what battery remained on my laptop.
While Colt drove to inform his friend of our mechanical issues, I searched for Wi-Fi. I tried to hotspot my phone just to let the world know I’m ok.
I’m not sure if I’m mad at Colt or whether I’m just scared for myself. Last night, everything I felt was so real. So pure. My heart has exploded after finding something that was always there in our friendship, hiding beneath the surface and Colt helped me bring it out.
I think I’ve always loved Colt. I just didn’t know I loved him inthatway.
But now those feelings are shattered.
I feel like my heart is on fire, burning out of control and there’s no water to save what might have become.
How could he just turn like that? His mood swings are worse than my brother’s, and the reason I’ve raced up this mountain and bought all of this upon myself, was because I’m tired of being trodden on. The same old routine was wearing thin, and I’m not about to let someone else take rule over my life no matter what my heart is telling me.
The fire cracks and I roll to my side, closing my eyes.
I drift in and out of sleep, each time I open my eyes the embers in the fire slowly dying until it’s almost completely out. My body is tense on the hard sofa and it’s hard to find a comfy place to settle down.
Colt had insisted on me sleeping in his bed, but I couldn’t.
I couldn’t lay there thinking about last night. The way his warm body felt above me. The way his eyes caressed every inch of my skin as he made love to me. The way his tongue felt against my pussy, the soft tenderness I felt as he roamed over my body and made it his own.
Fuck, here I go.
I squeeze my eyes shut, forcing that memory from my mind. I throw the blankets off and step quietly across to the sink, tiptoeing across the creaky floorboards in the darkness. I pour a glass of water and allow the cool liquid to soothe my throat, placing the glass in the sink and gripping the edge of the counter.
I bend and stretch, my muscles tight and stressed from the sleepless hours rolling around, trying to get comfortable on the sofa.
I enjoy the feeling of my muscles stretching as I bend and my eyes close. Then a warmth coasts over my skin, first at the base of my spine, before dipping beneath the fabric of my shirt. A weird roughness of the hand creates a new feeling that sends a tingle up my spine and a jolt to my heart.
“Col-”
A shushing noise presses against my ear and another hand slips up my top and slowly works up my body and cups my breast. It’s snug and warm, large, callused fingers twisting at the sudden arousal of my nipples. My hands begin to sweat, my throat dry as my grip on the sink slowly slips.
My chest is heaving as I melt into the unexpected touch plucking, tweaking my nipple.
“Is that you?” I breathe into the darkness, but anothershhhhechoes through my ear.
A roughness scratches against my neck, the feeling of hard lips sucking, licking and biting my earlobe making my body shake. My back arches and that’s when I know I don’t want it to stop. My ass pushes back against something firm, something long and hard as steel.
Silently, I whimper. It’s ever so quiet, so soft and seductive that the hot kisses trailing up my neck echo into the night.
A firm pluck of each nipple sends waves down my body to soak my pussy. I’m scorched, my breathing becoming labored and fast. My hips begin to move, sliding against the hardness pressing into me. One hand slides over my stomach, dipping beneath the waistband of my panties to find my clit and I wriggle to encourage more pressure.
I let out a shaky sigh, a gentle moan.
A big bristly face rubs against the side of my cheek, that musky scent filling my chest with all those feelings that come storming back.Fuck.I want more and I’m rewarded when a bolt of heat pulses through me. I don’t fight it, instead, the hand dives further between my legs, the slickness easily guiding a thick finger into my tight, wet passage.
