by Jill Sanders
“I didn’t mean to hurt his feelings. I just forgot,” Megan said, turning back towards Todd, who still had a handful of bags and boxes.
“He really has it bad for you,” Todd murmured with a slight smile. Megan bit her bottom lip with worry, and he dropped the packages on the table and walked over to her. “He’ll get over it. Iian falls for a new woman every month. Last month it was Mary, the vet who takes care of Chester. Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.” Todd didn’t want the night to end just yet. “How about I make you some dinner? I make a mean peanut butter and jelly sandwich.”
“Yum, sounds good. You make the sandwiches, and I’ll make some tomato soup.” She said.
“Well,” he said, putting his hands on her hips and pulling her closer. “I don’t know. How good is your soup?” He leaned in a little more.
“The best that Campbell’s has to offer.” She stretched up on her toes and gave him a light kiss. When she started to pull back, he held her closer, pulling her mouth back to his.
“I love the taste of you.” The kiss was light and playful to begin with but then it grew more desperate. He grew more desperate. His tongue reached deep inside, dueling with Megan’s. Her arm was around his shoulders. She reached up and held his head to hers. She curled her fingers in his hair to keep his mouth to hers.
“More,” she said in a husky voice.
He could no longer control himself, and his shoulders shook as he ran his hands up and down her spine. She was so soft in his arms. The cast was in the way, so he moved it to her side, giving himself the pleasure of running his mouth over her neck, gently taking her earlobe in his mouth and nibbling. She let out a long sigh. He had to have more. He backed her up until her knees hit the couch and then moved down with her, laying her gently on the cushions.
He reached up to the soft skin under her blouse. His fingers searched each rib, tickling her skin but making her moan with pleasure.
Finally, he reached the lacy material of her bra and searched underneath for the tight bud that rose and hardened at his light touch. She bucked underneath him and sent her own hand on a search below his shirt.
He opened her shirt and brought his mouth to her breast, his tongue swirling around her tight bud. He took it in his mouth and began to suck lightly, using his teeth and tongue to please her.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, then, reaching down, she untucked his shirt from his jeans. It must have been hard to do with only one hand. When he noticed her struggling, he sat up quickly to remove his shirt for her, pulling hers away as well. He had some difficulty moving it over the cast, and she had to sit up and help him. She gave a little nervous laugh when he looked at her.
“I want you so much, Megan. Don’t make me go home tonight.”
“No, stay,” she said and moved him back down. Their kisses were hungrier than before.
He moved her bra straps down her shoulders, putting his hands over the rosy buds and gently pulling. She squirmed under him, causing his arousal to push up against her hip.
He unbuttoned her slacks, running his fingers lightly down her hip until he reached the lace there. Moving it aside, he reached into the soft curls. She was hot and wet when he parted her soft skin and began to play. She bucked again as her hips moved into his hand.
Running her hand down his chest and over his tight stomach muscles, she reached for his jeans. Then she ran her fingertips lightly over him, rubbing the coarse denim stretched over him, until he thought his eyes would cross. When she started to reach for the button, he moved her hand away.
“Megan, my God! I need a minute, please, let me…” he said against her neck.
“No, now, please, Todd. I won’t break. Help me.”
He was lost. He pulled her up and yanked her slacks and panties off in one quick movement. Then he was out of his own jeans and lying her back on the couch before she could appreciate the full view.
“I won’t hurt you,” he said, looking into her eyes.
He gently pushed her legs up and apart. She looked back into his eyes and nodded. “No, never!” she said, running her hand down his side until she reached his butt. She pulled him to her as he plunged into her heat.
There were two equal moans of delight. He held still; the only sound now was their joined breath. They stopped moving as they looking into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity, his weight pinning her to the cushions and his body heating hers.
Then, when he thought he couldn’t hold back anymore, she moved under him, her hips rotating and lifting, and the last thread of his control snapped. It had never been like this. She was so hot. As he reached down between their bodies, she screamed out his name and lost herself, and he could feel her body slowly melting against his.
He pulled her up and slid his mouth against her heated skin, tasting her as he buried his mouth against her core. She moaned and grabbed his head. His tongue darted inside her to lick the sweet arousal.
“Todd, I don’t, I can’t…” She ended on a moan.
When her hips started pumping against his mouth, he pulled himself back up and plunged into her again, running his tongue over her earlobe, lightly sucking on it.
His muscles bunched under her light touch. He left a blazing trail over her body with his mouth. She was so hot, it felt like his lungs were on fire from looking at her. Her kisses drugged him to the point of oblivion. The speed and heat from her body built, and he knew she found as much pleasure as he did.
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She felt something inside of her that she’d never felt before. It started deep in her chest and rose to her throat. Closing her eyes, she threw back her head and fell just as he did.
She must have slept, warm and sated, with his weight pinning her to the sofa. When he moved, she tried to pull him back down.
“I’ll start a fire,” he said, pulling a quilt from the back of the couch and covering her.
She rolled to her side and watched him bend over to light the wood. It was dark in the room, but she could make out his form. He seemed comfortable walking around naked. He had a great butt, she thought, and giggled into the quilt.
“And what would be so funny?” he asked, looking over his shoulder. The fire had started and was quickly building.
“You, me, this whole night. I’ve never done anything like this before.” When Todd gave her a questioning look, she continued. “Well, I’ve done this before, just nothing like—you know.” She felt shy all of a sudden, like a schoolgirl. How stupid could she get? She started to pull the blanket up over her face.
He reached her in two steps. “No, don’t. I like to see you blush,” he said, smiling down at her. He sat next to her and pulled her body to his so they could spoon on the sofa. She quickly tucked the quilt around them as they lay down facing the fire, her head tucked on his shoulder.
“It’s just, well, I’ve only been with one other man and…” She trailed off, gazing into the fire. “It was never like that.”
He kissed her hair. “When I’m around you, it’s as if I’ve lost all control of my senses.” He pulled her closer, as they watched the fire dance in the fireplace.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” he asked, running her hair slowly between his fingers. He loved the feeling.
She wanted to see him, but she needed some time to think about her future; she hadn’t planned for something like this to happen to her. She wanted to focus on starting a new life. She knew dating was a possibility, but what she was starting to feel for Todd scared her.
“I really have to finish painting the cabins, finish getting them ready, and I have the meeting with your brother,” she mumbled against his arm.
“Good, then we’ll make a day of it.” He continued to play with her hair. “You shouldn’t be doing all this by yourself with a broken arm. Besides, I have nothing better to do tomorrow. I would like to help you.” He kissed the side of her neck, trailing his mouth up to her ear, his hands playing over her ribs beneath the blanket.
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How could she refuse him? “Your family has done so much for me. I feel like I owe you guys so much.” He ran his hands over her, lighting little fires that caused her skin to tingle. Lightly, he kept tracing her ribs, all the while raining kisses along her neck. He was very soft and gentle with her. It almost brought tears to her eyes. She shut them on a moan. She started to turn around to face him, but he held her in place as his hand moved down to find her core, pressing his fingers to her. She started to grind her hips against him.
He was perfect. He was hard as he pressed against her back. She couldn’t seem to get enough, and when he moved his hand down to her hip, pulling her against him, she moaned. She felt hot and wet as he lightly stroked her. He ran his fingers gently down, lingering just where she wanted, teasing her until she could feel the need change within her.. Pulling her leg up, he slowly sheathed himself inside her heat.
She reached up behind her and pulled his head down into her neck. His kisses soothed the skin below her ear. She found it difficult to breathe. His fingers roamed over her, possessing every part of her, cupping her breasts and tugging on the tight peaks until she moaned. Then his hands slowly traveled the length of her body, reaching her soft folds. She lost control and cried out his name.
Chapter Eleven
Megan woke to warm breath on her face. She’d somehow ended up sleeping on her stomach on top of Todd’s chest. Now, as the morning light streamed in the windows, his breath raised goose bumps on her neck. She leaned up on her good arm and looked at him. It had been dark last night but today, in the light, she could enjoy the full view.
He continued to breathe heavily as she straddled him and took in her fill. He was a very good-looking man. His shoulders were wider than hers and packed with lean muscles. His stomach was tight with a perfect six-pack. A light cover of dark hair trailed downward.
A lock of his messed-up hair fell on his forehead. She itched to gently move it aside. When he continued to breathe deeply, she pushed his hair aside, running her fingers down his jaw. His face was smooth with the exception of a light growth from a night without shaving.
Smiling, she traced his neckline, letting her fingers walk down towards his chest, playing with the muscles and the light cover of hair. She let her fingers travel farther down his stomach, playing with each rib. When she moved her fingers over a particular rib, she thought she heard him suck in his breath, but when she looked at his face, his eyes were still closed and his breathing level.
She continued her downward path. She knew most men woke hard and ready, but she’d never experienced it before, let alone with someone she wanted to be with. Smiling to herself, she remembered how he felt inside her. She moved up on her knees until she could press her heat to his, then slowly, very slowly, she slid down until she was fully impaled. She threw her head back and ran her hand up her body, feeling totally wanton. And then she started to move.
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Of course, Todd had awakened when she sat up. He knew she was looking at him and decided to let her take control.
It was complete torture when her fingers played lightly over his body. He’d been dreaming of making love to her again, so he woke hard, but when she started running her hands over him, he grew even more so.
When she pushed herself up on her knees, he thought she meant to leave. He was about to grab her hips to pull her back to him when she reached down and adjusted him to fit inside her as she slid slowly downwards. She started to rock her hips back and forth until he felt he could no longer control himself.
He reached up and cupped her hips, holding her down farther on him. She moved slowly and when he opened his eyes, she was running her hand down the length of her body, stopping just below her breasts. Reaching up, he put his hand over hers and ran them up so that she gripped herself.
Her eyes searched his own with uncertainty. He moved his hand to her right breast, mimicking her hold, and he pinched the bud ever so lightly. Her eyes widened and then, smiling, she mimicked his actions. He smiled back up at her and leaned up to replace his fingers with his mouth.
He’d meant to go slow, but his passion was building, and he found himself moving more rapidly. His hands went down to her hips and guided her at a faster pace.
He watched and knew that she could no longer hold back. She let go and cried out his name, then melted down to his chest.
Quickly switching positions so that she was beneath him, he pulled her legs up closer to his chest so she opened for him. Leaning over her, he took her mouth until she moaned and started moving again.
He was lost. He’d known she would be like this, soft and warm, but he never imagined she would be like a drug to his system, spreading throughout his entire being, intoxicating him until all he wanted to do was breathe her in.
She wrapped her legs around his hips and held on, and he took his fill of what she offered. Then his body went rigid and he whispered her name, spilling himself deep within.
“Good morning,” he mumbled into her hair several minutes later.
Megan laughed and ran her hand up and pinched his butt. “You are a hard person to wake.”
“Oh, is that what you were trying to do?” He laughed and looked down at her. Her hair was in tangles and her face was flushed. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. “I suppose you want some breakfast, since we never got around to those sandwiches last night,” he said as he pulled himself up.
Her stomach growled loudly in reply, causing him to laugh. He pulled on his jeans, leaving them unsnapped, and looked down at her. “Darling, if you don’t go get cleaned up and dressed now, we might just spend the whole day on that couch.”
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She jumped up, tucking the blanket around her, and made a run for the stairs. She could hear Todd laughing as she made her way to her bedroom.
By the time she had bathed, combed her hair, and pulled on her painting jeans and T-shirt, she could smell bacon and coffee. Taking one last look at herself in the mirror, she paused; she’d never seen such a smile on her face.
Not that her whole life had been hard. But she’d been pushed into circumstances recently that had given her frown lines instead of laugh lines. Now, however, when she looked at herself in the mirror, she saw a young woman who had enjoyed her first real night of hot sex.
Jogging down the stairs, she heard Todd singing. She stepped into the kitchen and watched him. He was standing at the stove with her apron on, holding a spatula up to his mouth and singing I’ve Got You Babe. She let out a snort and laughed at him.
“Are you going to feed me or serenade me?” she asked, taking the cup of coffee he offered and downing two gulps. Todd scooped some eggs on a plate already full of bacon and toast and pushed her playfully into a chair.
“I’ve got to feed you if I’m to get any work out of you today.” He sat down with a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast for himself.
Megan stared at her own plate. There was more food on it than she’d eat in an entire day.
Megan chuckled. “I’m wondering where the army is you were planning on feeding all this to.”
“You haven’t been eating well or sleeping,” he said, scooping a big pile of eggs into his mouth. At her look, he said, “I worked up an appetite last night and this morning.” He looked like a ten-year-old on Christmas morning.
“Goof,” she said and scooped up her own eggs.
They did the dishes side by side, chatting about the work that needed to be done, and then packed a small lunch and headed out to the cabins. The walk was short and the clean air was great for clearing the mind.
Never had she spent a day with a man and so thoroughly enjoyed it. They laughed, joked, and flirted all day. They stopped for lunch and ended up sitting outside on the deck for longer than they expected. Todd was so easy to talk to that she didn’t realize all the work was done and evening was quickly approaching.
Walking back towards the house, they held hands and chatted about small, meaningless things.
Her porch light was on, and the place looked inviting, like home. Iian stood on the porch watching them and smiling.
Before they got too close, Todd stopped Megan, turning his back to his brother so he couldn’t read what he was saying.
“I’ve got some things to take care of the next few days. Can you come for dinner tomorrow?”
Megan smiled. “Yes.” She reached up on her toes and kissed him.
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“Good night, then. I’ll see you tomorrow.” As Todd walked to his car, he signed to his smiling brother to mind his own business. He didn’t like what Iian signed back, but he chuckled at the gesture and the fact that his brother had never kept his opinions to himself.
As he drove back to his house, he thought of the plans he wanted to make with Megan. He knew without a doubt he wanted her in his life. He just didn’t know how she felt about it.
He also knew he needed to move slowly from here on out. She was everything he’d imagined and more. She was funny, smart, and sexy. Something had just clicked when he’d seen her, as if he’d been waiting for her.
When he got home, Lacey was waiting for him in the doorway. “What have you done?” she scolded. Hands on her hips, she blocked the doorway.
He walked up to her, picked her up, and set her aside. “I’ve just driven home, and now I’m going to go up and take a shower since I’m sweaty and have paint all over.” He started up the stairs when Lacey darted in front of him again. One thing you had to say about her, she was fast.
When she blocked his path, he was tempted to set her aside again. She was three steps ahead of him, and they stood eye to eye. This time he could see the concern in her face. He stopped on the steps and sat down right there. Lacey sat next to him and put her hand on his arm. “Todd, I’m concerned for her. She needs time.”