Page 11 of Roped By the Cowboy


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She laughs and hugs me. “You better believe it! I know you two will do good things.”

I nod my head and Sebastian hugs her as well before we both climb up into the truck. I wave as we pull out and head back to Hamilton. Mile after mile disappears under the tires and I can’t wrap my muddled head around this morning. I don’t know what to say or do around Sebastian now. I don’t want to presume that he meant any of what he said. It could have all been because he was muddled from kissing me. Or wanting to kiss me. I know my own desire had me so fucked up I still can’t remember what I said to any of his declarations. I don’t think I said yes but I’m just as sure I didn’t say no. I think it was all just too much.

Finally, I can’t stand it anymore. “You don’t have to do any of that stuff that you said earlier. I know that was probably just lust talking.”

I whip around in my seat when he growls and then jerks the wheel, my body hitting the side of the door gently at the abrupt move. If I hadn’t been wearing my seatbelt it would have been a lot less gentle.

He turns to me and his amber gaze is glittering with anger. “I wasn’t kidding, Misty. I’ve never been kidding. You are my whole damn world and I’ve let you push me away for too damn long. I can’t do it anymore. Whatever it fucking takes, I will win you for my own. That is my promise. And you can take that to the fucking bank.”

“I thought you were just being… helpful because of the hands and stuff.”

“Oh, I was being helpful alright. To me. And I intend to help myself to a lot of things real damn soon.”

His gaze burns with fire and lust and my clit throbs so hard that I almost feel like I could come just from that look.

But then he reaches out and unhooks my belt. My eyes dart back and forth on his face and I’m struggling not to cry out. Not to lose my head. I still feel like this is a trap somehow.

“It’s not a trap. It’s our future.” My cheeks burn when I realize that I said it out loud.

“I love you, baby. I love you so much that I ache from it. It’s been battering at me for years. But I will go slow and I will wait for you to catch up to me.”

“What if I don’t want to wait?” I whisper wickedly, unable to look away from the rough planes of his tanned face. The sparkle in his amber eyes. The wide width of his shoulders as he reaches down and tugs me over his lap.

“You’ll wait,” he insists. “Because I’m not gonna rush you. But I’m damn sure gonna seduce you so fucking hard that you know exactly how much I want you. I need you.”

His big, warm hands run up and down my sides and I pant with lust. I want the man so damn bad. I need him. I yearn for him.

Which is weird because I swear just the other night I wanted to kill him.

Now I’d give anything to get him alone and feel him plowing into me.

His mouth hits mine and his teeth jam hard into my mouth and I can’t breathe, clutching his shoulders, sinking my fingers deep into the rounded, bunched-up muscles under my nails. It’s rough and wild and just plain crazy. And I like it!

Then he pulls back and I’m gasping for air, unsure where the hell I am and what’s happening right now.

He picks me up like I weigh nothing. Which is not even remotely true. I have curves for days. I’m not a lightweight anything.

“Now. I’m gonna drive us straight back to your place and then I’m gonna kiss you until you can’t stand up straight.” Disappointment lances through me. “And then I’m gonna walk away and let you get a good night’s sleep and I’ll be over here first thing in the morning. And I will make sure that you are taken care of. So don’t worry about a thing, pretty girl.”

“I’ve got you. And I’m never letting you go.”

He pulls the truck out and this time, the interior of that truck is just about boiling with lust.

And I’m not confused at all about what I want right now. I want Sebastian.

I just don’t know if all the years and other issues will push us apart or if this is forever like I’m thinking I want it to be all of a sudden. We’ve got two separate ranches.

We’re competitors. What’s happening here?

CHAPTER8

SEBASTIAN

I’m havinga hard fucking time keeping my eyes on the road. My whole body physically aches with the need to have her. The need to hold her and fuck her until it’s a god-dammed heavenly experience.

But I just sat her and told her I was leaving her tonight. Margot and Louise are off on a trip so when I drop her off there’s not gonna be anybody there to see what we do. I could throw her over my shoulder and then run up into that house, throw her against the nearest wall and just eat her up until she’s a puddle of melted lust on the floor.

“That’s what I should do,” I mutter under my breath. Instead of just dropping her off, that’s what I should do.

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