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  I put my hand over his and he looks up at me with heat in his eyes. “No, I’m good.”

  “Yeah you are,” he growls before kissing me roughly.

  I reach up, running my fingers through his beard, surprised by how soft it is. I hold his face in my hands as he kisses me, demanding that I open for him. My lips part as he spears his hands into my hair and holds me close as he ravages my mouth.

  When he pulls away I’m speechless. I’ve never been so thoroughly kissed in all my life.

  Chapter Three

  JUSTICE

  Fuck. It’s been years since I’ve kissed a woman, even longer since one’s had an effect even close to what Delaney has on me. Actually, no one besides her has ever made me want them this badly with such urgency. I’ve seen plenty of women come through my resort, but no one has been as beautiful and sexy as Delaney is. There’s something different about this woman, something that calls to my basic instincts as a man. I need this woman naked in my bed before the night is out. Preferably soon.

  I pull away and we both look up as we notice it’s snowing, and falling steadily. If Delaney doesn’t leave now, it won’t be safe for her to drive. Fuck. That’s the last thing I want her to do. “Come home with me,” I murmur, kissing down her neck.

  Delaney sighs happily, “I don’t ever do this.”

  “Good,” I growl then take her mouth in another kiss. Kissing is a poor word for what we’re doing, it’s more like I’m making love to her with my mouth, claiming her the only way I can right now. The thought of another man touching her drives me insane. The only one who should be touching her should be me. If I could fuck her right here in this sleigh, I would. But the temperature is dropping fast and I don’t want to risk getting her sick.

  “Say you’ll come home with me, Delaney.”

  “Yes, I’ll come home with you.”

  I give her a quick kiss, then pull on the reins, leading Gerard through the path quickly. I need to get him back in the barn where he’ll be warm before I can get us out of this weather and into my bed. The snow starts falling harder, and by the time Gerard is settled, Delaney’s teeth are chattering and her lips are turning blue. Damn, I really wish I had my truck, but I walked to work this morning. I grab one of the snowmobiles instead.

  “Wait, where are we going?” Delaney asks.

  “I left my truck at home this morning. I live on the property, about a mile away from here, but it’s too cold for us to walk and this snow is coming down fast. We need to get somewhere fast.”

  “Okay,” she says, but looks a little unsure.

  I wish there was something I could say to make her feel better, but honestly, it’s better that she stays here than try and drive home in this weather. I should offer to put her up in one of the empty rooms we have at the resort, but I’m a bastard. My need for her overrules what I know is the right thing to do.

  I help Delaney put her helmet on then put on my own before sitting on the snowmobile. “Hold on tight,” I tell her as she wraps her arms around my body. She nods, then we’re off. It takes less than ten minutes to get to my cabin from the main part of the resort, and by the time we do we’re both freezing. I park the snowmobile in the front, then help Delaney off, before sliding off myself and leading us to the front door.

  As soon as we walk in I slam Delaney against the back of the door, kissing her long and hard. My hands are speared into her hair and I’m pulling on her golden strands. I can’t keep my hands off of this woman. I’m drawn to her in a way I’ve never been with anyone else and it scares the shit out of me. I ignore that thing I’m feeling, shoving it down so I don’t have to think about it now. My dad told me it would happen one day, that it would hit me like a Mack truck, just like it did with him and Mom. I know I should slow down, take my time, and get to know her properly, but it’s hard to stop when that’s the last thing I want to do. We have the rest of our lives to learn everything there is to know about each other, tonight I need to be inside her, claiming her, so that no one else thinks they have a shot at her.

  With shaking hands, I fiddle with her zipper, trying to get her jacket unzipped. Delaney pushes my hands out of the way and unzips it for me before I push it off of her shoulders and down her arms. Her jacket drops to the ground behind her and I stop for a second to get a better look at the woman who’s destined to be mine.

  “Fuck, you’re sexy,” I say, staring down at her perfect body, running my hand over her hip and resting it at the dip of her waist.

  When I look up into her eyes she looks as needy as I feel, but I need to be sure. “This goes as far as you want it to, okay Darlin’. You say stop, we stop.”

  “Do you ever call anyone else Darlin’?” She asks.

  I run my thumb against the edge of her chin, studying her, trying to understand what she’s really getting at. Then it hits me, she wants to know if she’s special. She has no idea how goddamn special she is to me, but she will. “They’re either Ma’am, Miss, Shithead or Fucker, never Darlin’. That’s all you, Delaney.”

  She grins. “You’ve got a dirty mouth.”

  “I think you like it,” I say, sliding my hand under her sweater, against her satin skin.

  “It’s important to me that you know, I don’t do this, ever,” she says, running her hands along the edge of my jeans.

  “Neither do I,” I tell her. “Now, come here.” Pulling her into my arms, I take my time kissing her, slowing down to enjoy her. Delaney responds by pushing my jacket off of me and unbuttoning my red flannel shirt. She’s a wild cat and I love it.

  We’re both fumbling hands and awkward movements until I pull my white t-shirt over my head and undo the button of my jeans. Delaney’s eyes widen then she pulls her sweater over her head, showing me her huge tits straining against a red satin bra. Fucking hell. I need her now, right fucking now.

  I throw Delaney over my shoulder as she squirms trying to get out of my hold. “Put me down Justice, I’m too heavy.”

  I slap her ass as I make my way to my bedroom and place her on the bed. I kick out of my boots then unzip Delaney’s, slowly sliding them off her feet and putting them next to the bed. “I like these,” I wink.

  “Is that right?”

  “Yeah, one day soon I’ll fuck you and the only thing you’ll have on are those boots.”

  “You’re confident,” she says, unzipping her jeans.

  “That I am. I know what I want and I get it. Now lay back Darlin’.”

  Delaney lies back and I pull her jeans over her ass and down her thighs. Pulling them off of her, I let them drop at the edge of the bed as I get a good look at her matching panties. She has a red satin thong on with a dark wet spot in the center. Fuck me I need a taste. Grabbing the sides of her thong, I pull ripping them off of her.

  “Hey!”

  “Did you wear these for that fucker?” I growl, showing her the scraps of her panties.

  Delaney arches her brow. “I wore them because I wanted to feel sexy.”

  “You don’t need these to look sexy Delaney, you do that all on your own. Don’t worry, I’ll buy you more,” I tell her, kneeling at her side to kiss her. As soon as we start kissing all thought goes out the window, except that I need to make this woman mine. I pinch the back of her bra clasps together, and it releases, her breasts spilling out. I help pull her bra off and throw it behind me before holding one breast to my lips and sucking her ruby red nipple into my mouth while massaging the other. Releasing her nipple I kiss her sweet mouth again.

  I slide my hand up her thigh, press two fingers through her wet lips, and circle her clit making her moan into my mouth. Fuck, that’s sexy. I slide my fingers back down between her lips and press one, then two fingers into her tight pussy. “You’re so tight, so fucking tight. It’s going to be a tight fit,” I moan, thrusting two fingers in and out of her, before adding a third while rubbing her clit with my thumb.

  Delaney begins trembling and the walls of her pussy start tightening around my fingers. Fuck, she�
��s going to come, and if I’m not careful so will I. Delaney reaches for my other hand that’s behind her neck, lacing her fingers with mine as her orgasm explodes out of her. When her orgasm subsides, I pull my fingers out of her and stand. Dropping my jeans, I crawl between her thighs and flatten my tongue, licking up her sweet girl cum.

  “Oh,” she moans breathlessly.

  “Fuck, Delaney. Do you know how sweet you taste?”

  She shakes her head and I lift my fingers to her lips. “Open,” I tell her, and she does exactly what I ask. “Taste yourself, Darlin’.”

  She sucks my fingers clean like a fucking rockstar and I have to pull them out of her mouth before I come on the bed instead of in her tight heat. Leaning over her, my dick fits perfectly between her lips as I kiss her, grinding my shaft against her clit.

  I pull open my nightstand drawer, looking for a condom I hope to have in there. When I don’t feel one, I stop kissing her and lean over to look through the drawer, realizing what I was worried about is true.“Jesus, I don’t have anything, Delaney. It’s been years since I’ve been with anyone. I swear to you I’m clean. I wouldn’t put you or me at risk like that.” It’s torture waiting for her to decide, but I’m not going to pressure her into this.

  Delaney bites her lip then wraps her hand around my neck pulling me closer. “Justice, I need you so badly,” she moans, grinding her pussy against me.

  “I know Darlin’, fuck, I need you too,” I say through gritted teeth.

  “Fuck me Justice,” she moans.

  Grabbing my cock, I slide my head through her lips positioning myself at her center, and slide in. She’s tight, like a fucking vice. I pull out and thrust back in, over and over, going deeper each time. It’s sweet torture, trying not to come. When I’m finally seated inside her completely I breathe a sigh of relief and kiss her sweet lips, slowly.

  “You okay, Darlin’?”

  “Mmm,” she sighs happily.

  God, how did I get this lucky? As soon as I claim her body, I need to give her my last name as soon as possible. I can’t let her get away without making her mine in every way. I lace my fingers with hers and push them over her head as I thrust in and out of her. This is more than fucking, this is soul defining. I’m making love for the first time in my life with my fucking soul mate and the crazy part is we just met. I don’t care how fast it happened, I know she’s my own and I’m never letting her get away.

  Sliding my hand to her hip, Delaney slides her hand up my back and lightly scratches my skin. I thrust faster and faster as my balls begin to draw up and tingles run down my spine. “Fuck, tell me you’re close Darlin’,” I growl.

  “So close,” she moans.

  Sliding my hand from her hip, I rub circles into her clit as I fuck her, hard and fast. I pinch her clit the second I start to come and she shatters, coming right along with me.

  I pull out of her and lie beside her as I pull her against my chest. We’re both breathing heavy, but I’m happy and I hope to God she is too. I’ve never fucked a woman without a condom, and I’ve never come inside a woman, ever. I have no regrets. Honestly, I hope she isn’t on any birth control. I want her barefoot and pregnant as soon as fucking possible.

  Chapter Four

  DELANEY

  After we made love, Justice pulled the covers over us and we fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms. It was the perfect end to a perfect night. Who knew I’d meet the man I’ve been looking for my entire life when I was supposed to be meeting another. Thank God Louis asked me out and bailed.

  Several hours later, Justice’s phone starts ringing, waking us both up. Justice growls and pulls me closer. I think he’s going to ignore it, but then it rings again. He kisses the nape of my neck then rolls out of bed, searching for his jeans. When he finds them on the floor, he picks them up and pulls his phone out.

  “Yeah,” he says, walking out of his room and closing the door.

  I can hear him outside in the hall talking, but I can’t make out what he’s saying. My insecurities come back full force and by the time he steps back into his room with a guilty look on his face I know I’m not going to like what he has to say.

  “I have to run up to the main building. There’s something I have to take care of.”

  “Right now? What time is it?” I say looking out the window, still seeing stars.

  “I’m sorry Darlin’, I wouldn’t go if I didn’t have to. It shouldn’t take me too long. Go back to sleep and we can have a repeat of what happened earlier when I get back.” He says, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

  I don’t laugh. While that’s tempting, I can’t help but feel like there’s something going on. Something he’s not telling me. It just doesn’t make sense. “I can go home.”

  Justice stops in the middle of getting dressed. “Please stay Delaney. I promise to be back as soon as I can. It probably won’t take me more than an hour at the most.”

  “If you’re sure,” I say, not feeling right about staying in his home while he’s off doing God knows what.

  “I’m sure,” he says, leaning over the bed and kissing me.

  I watch as he pulls on a clean white t-shirt and another flannel. “I’ll be back soon,” He says kissing me deeply before pulling away and walking out of the room.

  Lying in his bed I listen to him move around the house for the next several minutes before I hear the door open then close. Next, I hear a truck start up and drive off. I’m too wired to sleep. I rifle through his drawers and find a flannel shirt of his and pull it on. It starts with turning his light on in his bedroom to find some socks and me noticing a true crime novel on his nightstand. Who is this man I just gave everything to?

  After using the bathroom, I walk around the cabin peeking in empty bedrooms with empty closets. At least he doesn’t have any children, at least none that have left anything here. When I walk out to the living room, it’s a simple space with a sofa and a recliner in front of a fireplace. There’s an eat-in kitchen that looks as though it’s been remodeled within the last couple of years. I find a bookcase with a ton of books on a plethora of topics. Some about woodworking, others about plumbing and HVAC. Then there are some about baseball players from long ago. He’s got a few pictures on the wall of him with an older couple and a guy close to his age. There’s also one from a long time ago with him and the guy from the other picture standing with an older man fishing. This must be his family. I don’t see anything suspicious, in fact, everything I’ve seen makes me want to get to know him better. How could I not after the way he worshipped my body only hours earlier?

  I decide to grab my phone and get back in bed to wait for Justice. Maybe he really is just out on a work call and I got upset over nothing. There aren’t any missed calls or texts from Louis, not that I expected any. I’m not even mad about it though. I’d say I lucked out.

  I pull up a book to read on my phone but end up falling asleep at some point. When I wake up again, light is shining in through the window and I’m still alone in bed. I check my phone and see that it’s after seven which means he’s been gone for several hours, not the one he promised.

  Now I’m pissed, no not pissed, I’m hurt. I feel as though he’s been waiting for me to leave so he doesn’t have to deal with me. Which makes no sense since he asked me to stay after I told him I could go. I get out of bed and pull on my jeans, my bra, and boots, leaving his shirt behind. I find my sweater and coat lying on the back of the sofa and pull them on.

  When I step out of his cabin, the ground is covered in at least eight inches of snow and there isn’t much around except for the snowmobile we rode last night. I do spot the main building of the resort though and start heading in that direction. It takes me about thirty minutes to get back to my car, and by the time I do my pants are soaked and my boots are ruined from walking through all of that snow. My saving grace is that the snow is starting to melt and the roads are clear enough to drive on.

  I drive home leaving the best night of my life behi
nd me. I walk into my townhouse and peel the wet clothes off of me, then jump into the shower. When I’m done, I pull on a hoodie and a pair of leggings and warm socks and curl up on the couch. I keep replaying everything that happened last night and early this morning over and over again in my head. Was I really just a one night stand? I could have sworn Justice and I had a connection, more than just a physical one. It’s like two parts of a whole that finally found each other. Maybe I should have stayed, but who the hell knows. It’s not like I can do anything about it now. I don’t know how to get in contact with him except for going back to his cabin and he can’t contact me since we didn’t exchange last names or numbers.

  Did I just make a mess out of the best thing that ever happened to me? Or was it simply a night to remember? Whatever it was, I don’t regret it.

  Chapter Five

  JUSTICE

  It’s been six weeks since I’ve seen Delaney’s beautiful face. I’m still pissed at my brother for calling me in the middle of the night and begging me to go take care of a plumbing issue at the main building. It’s my job, but still, it took me away from my woman. It turned into a bigger issue than anticipated and I was gone longer than I thought I would be. There was no way to contact her since I didn’t have her number, and there was no way I was sending anyone to my house when she could still be sleeping. When I finally got home over five hours later, I quickly realized my woman had left me.

  Ever since the best night of my entire life, I’ve been trying like crazy to figure out how to get in contact with her, but the only thing I’ve got is she drives a green Subaru Forester. I found that out when I watched the security footage we have aimed at our parking lot. I sat there for eight hours straight, until she popped up on the screen.