Moving On (Cape Falls) by Sam Crescent Read Free Book Online

sure?”
    “Yes.”
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    Was this really happening? Rose watched his head move , and seconds later his mouth was on hers. At first the caress of his lips was light, and then something changed. His hands sank into her hair, fisting the strands. Her nipples hardened, and her pussy grew wet with need. She ached all over, and a fire was burning bright.
    The kiss Peter had given her in the library had been the only thing to keep her stable throughout it all. She was weak where it came to him, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. He tilted her head back, exposing her neck, and he plunged his tongue inside her mouth.
    She moaned, meeting his tongue with her own. Her heart pounded inside her chest so hard that she thought it was going to crash out of her chest.
    He pressed her against the kitchen counter, holding her in place with his hands in her hair. Rose met his strokes and wished she knew what she was doing.
    “Please,” she said, moaning. Peter broke the contact to press kisses down her neck. He sucked on her exposed neck. The night shirt she wore was too big and had fallen down one arm.
    “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said.
    She’d never thought herself as beautiful before. In Peter’s arms, she felt it.
    “Peter.” H is name came out as a groan. Nibbling her lip she gasped when he pushed her nightshirt down exposing one of her breasts.
    Refusing him was out of the question. She was so turned on , and she would do everything he asked.
    “I shouldn’t be doing this,” he said.
    “Please, don’t stop.” She lifted her hands up touching his arms. In all the time they’d known each other they’d never really been together intimately. She couldn’t recall really touching him.
    “This isn’t right,” he said. Peter still held her arms , and her breast was still exposed. His gaze went from her breast to her eyes then back again. She saw the fight he was having.
    “This is so right. I’m not afraid with you, Peter. Please, I want you to be my first,” she said.
    The instant the words left her lips, Rose felt him withdraw from her. She cursed her own stupidity as he looked at her. He drew her nightshirt back up, gave her one last lingering kiss, and backed away.
    He didn’t say a word as he made her a sandwich. She ate in silence aware of his emotional and physical withdrawal.
    “I need to go to the club for an hour. Will you be okay by yourself?” he asked.
    She wanted to ask why . Less than a couple of hours ago he’d told her he wouldn’t leave her.
    “No problem.”
    He gave her a card with several numbers on. “Here is where you can reach us all. Don’t answer the door to anyone. If something happens and you’re scared, call me and I’ll be here.”
    Peter hesitated , and all she wanted to do was go back to what they were doing. Instead, she picked up her sandwich and took a bite, not tasting anything. He left a few minutes later. Closing her eyes, she wished there was something she could do to have stopped him. Finished with her sandwich she started to clear away the dishes. She stood at the kitchen sink, washing the plates and putting away the stuff he’d taken from the fridge. Her heart ached for what she couldn’t have.
    The town loved to talk about the outcasts , and she’d heard a lot of rumours about him. She knew he was a Dom and what a Dom was. They’d also been a lot of talk about his feelings for Dean’s wife. She’d seen Laura Riley around town, and Laura was a beautiful woman.
    The sound of the back door unlocking made Rose pause in her tracks. It was like she’d imagined her into appearance. Laura Riley stood removing her coat. “Peter, I’m going to kick your ass if you don’t come here.”
    Clearing her throat, Rose gained the other woman’s attention. “I’m sorry, but he’s not here.”
    Laura’s gaze turned to her.
    “What?”
    “He’s left to go to the club. You’ve just missed him.” Rose turned the tap off. She saw why Peter loved the