Rocky Mountain Haven by Vivian Arend Read Free Book Online Page B

“How are we supposed to see each other without the little tykes catching on? And if they did find out, wouldn’t that cause more trouble?”
    No. No more thinking about it. She didn’t want to analyse this anymore. She’d already had five restless nights trying to figure out how to satisfy her craving for him. “They won’t know. We’ll keep it quiet.”
    He reached for her chin. “So what you’re saying, and pardon my crudeness, is you want a fuck buddy.”
    She cringed. The phrase had skipped through her brain earlier, but it sounded far worse when said out loud.
    Daniel stroked his thumb over her cheek. “You’re not looking for a friend with benefits because I ain’t allowed to be your friend.”
    “It’s not that, it’s just—”
    “Don’t know if I can do that.” She squeaked as he picked her up and placed her on his lap. “If all you’re looking for is some sex, I’m not interested. There’s a part of me that says, hell yeah , and I could be fucking you up against the wall in two minutes flat.”
    Oh God, the images racing through her mind.
    “But if you remember our conversation in the back hall of the bar, I don’t think you’re that type of woman. I’m not that kind of man. Honesty is one of the things that makes us who we are, and I’m going to be honest with you, darling.”
    Beth held her breath as he cupped her face then stroked his other hand down her body intimately. He opened her legs and settled his fingers over her crotch. Could he feel how hot she was through her jeans?
    “I find you very attractive, and I don’t just mean your body. I don’t know what troubles you’ve had in your past, but I hope we’ll get to talk them through at some point. So here’s what I suggest—you tell me if you agree. You and I do both. We fool around like you want, as long as you let us try to learn to be friends, like I want.”
    It sounded so reasonable. Then he pressed a finger to the seam of her jeans and rubbed, and all logical thought fled. The slight friction against her clit was enough to cause an instantaneous reaction. She trembled in his arms. “I can’t…”
    He hummed, caressing the tender skin behind her ear, tracing patterns down her neck with his tongue. “I think you can do a lot of things, Miss Beth, if you put your mind to it.”
    The constant motion of his hand was driving her wild. “Please…”
    Kisses descended again, and for the first time in a long time Beth let go. All her tension and fear she let fall away and simply accepted the rising passion. He was a thorough kisser, tasting her lips, her cheeks, brushing his fingers through her short hair and tugging her closer so their bodies melted together.
    His hand moved relentlessly, and Beth widened her legs, rocking into his touch harder, needing a little nudge to push her over the edge. He slid his other hand under her sweater and cupped her breast through her T-shirt and bra, pinching her nipple. She teetered off the cliff, her sex pulsing with her orgasm as she moaned into his mouth. The physical bliss was so much richer than when she brought herself to a climax, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the sensations rocking her body.
    It had been a very long time since a man had touched her like that.
    When he finally separated them, her whole body buzzed. His grey eyes were dark, his pupils huge as he stared. Stared at her lips, her hair, her body. “You’re beautiful when you come.”
    Beth glanced around the barn then laughed. “What am I doing?”
    Daniel lifted her chin, and those fathomless eyes mesmerized her again. “You’re dealing with the passion you’ve locked inside, for whatever reason.” He didn’t let her look away. “You on the Pill?”
    Oh dear, this part of the conversation. She’d thought this through as well, but it was still tough to say. “I’m protected, but I want to use condoms.”
    Daniel shook his head. “We’ll use them until we get a clean bill of health to show each other.