Page 23 of Wilde & Shore


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“A little fuzzy actually. And muffled. And I’m pretty sure you now have two heads.”

He laughed or maybe it just felt like he did. My mind was clouded.

“That’s the moonshine. I told you it was strong and looks to me like you’re a lightweight.”

“I’m not a lightweight.” I frowned hard and my body warmed suddenly or maybe it had already been warm and I hadn’t noticed.

“With this stuff you are, Boston. I think it’s time to get you in bed. We have to be up early. After I handle the morning stable routine with the horses, we’ll go get you that tree.”

A few minutes later he was standing over me. My lids fluttered when I looked up. My eyes traveled up and down his solid frame slowly before I patted his thigh. “You’re a big guy.”

“Yeah I am. Take my hand, Boston.”

I narrowed my eyes and noticed his opened palm so I grabbed a hold and tried to stand, unsuccessfully. Eventually, I was yanked to my feet but crash landed against his body. What started as me trying to brace myself shifted to my hands roaming over his chest. A very nice muscular chest I could visualize gliding my tongue over. I was tipsy. Possibly a bit beyond tipsy, but I also knew exactly what I was doing. Exploring this beautiful, well-built man and I thoroughly enjoyed every second my fingers moved over his chest and then a little further down until…

“Boston…” His strained voice was a signal of the last of his restraint leaving his body and I stopped but smiled.

“You’re hard, nice and hard. I like that.”

“I’ll consider that a compliment even if you are drunk off your ass right now.”

“I’m not drunk. I only had one glass and there was only a teeny, tiny bit in that glass.” I lifted a hand away from his chest and pinched my fingers to express the amount of moonshine no longer in my glass. The syrupy warm and sweet alcohol currently flooded my veins and had my brain partially scrambled. I was warm all over and my limbs were tingly.

“That’s all it takes sometimes, now let's go.”

“Whoa,” I yelped when my feet left the floor and I was lifted bridal style into enticingly strong arms that held me so perfectly I felt safe and incredibly horny.

“I think I like this too.” I felt my face shift into a lazy smile as I looped my arms around his neck and snuggled closer.

“I’m sure you do darlin’, but right now we need to get you to bed.”

“Ooooh bed, I like that too. Mine or yours? Mine is very cozy but you know that, don’t you? Seeing as how it’s your bed. Wait, we should kiss first before you take me to bed.”

And with that last thought, I yanked his face down to mine and pushed my mouth against his. He stilled for a brief moment but the minute my tongue pushed against his lips Wilde gave in and I enjoyed the warmth of his tongue working with mine. My world exploded.

The kiss was slow and gentle with smooth, skilled strokes of his tongue as he claimed my mouth. My skin grew overly sensitive and my core began to tighten as a growing pulse of need buzzed through my body. And then I lost him. He pulled back and I blinked, watching his hard gaze travel over my face. Then we were moving again. When I swung my eyes around the space we entered I realized it was my room.

“You should get some rest.” He softly lowered me to my feet then caught me at the waist when I stumbled.

“Maybe we should…would you like to….”

He shut me down before I could get the words out. “You’re drunk, Boston. I’m not doing this. Not while you’re like this.”

His voice was a low raw rasp that brushed against me seconds before I startled when he left, closing the door behind him. It didn’t slam, but I heard it. I wanted to die of embarrassment and fell back on the bed, closing my eyes, trying to calm my mind and settle the urges flooding my body.

What the hell were you thinking?

“You weren’t. That’s the problem, Shore.”

I didn’t bother with my clothes. Instead I managed to crawl under the covers and let my head sink into the pillow. Sleep. I needed sleep. This would all be better in the morning.

ChapterSeven

What the fuck just happened?

I knew exactly what happened. Shore kissed me, I kissed her back, and I wanted to do it again, amongst other things. That was a bad idea. She wasn’t in the space to get tangled up with me given everything she’d confessed about why she was here in the first place. I wasn’t in the position to get caught up in feelings for a woman that would be like every other female from my past. Temporarily.

Fuck!

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