She’d promised herself, no matter what, she wouldn’t allow herself to make love to either of the men until she had made her decision. Noah’s touch set her on fire each and every time but she had to stick to her rule. His lips pushed the promises from her thoughts. Samantha trembled while his hands traveled over her body.
“Tell me when to stop,” he whispered.
“I will.” The heat from his touch rushed through her veins like wildfire. Would she be able to maintain control?
* * * *
Samantha felt the sun on her face. The shabby curtains didn’t do much to keep it out of the small room. She didn’t care, though. Noah’s arms were wrapped around her waist with his fingers barely tucked inside the t-shirt he’d loaned her. Underneath she wore only a pair of navy blue panties that matched her discarded bra.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear before kissing the top of her head.
Earlier in the morning, she had undone the clip to free the curls that now made a halo around her head.
“Good morning to you, too.” Her voice came out with a sleepy drawl. She shifted her body to look up at him but still be in his arms.
“I told you so.” His hearty carefree laugh filled the small room.
“Told me what?”
“That I’d keep my hands off you. When you told me to stop, I did.”
“Thank you,” she whispered. Every moment she was with him, she fell more in love with this man.
“I don’t want to move. I want to stay here forever.”
“Then let’s stay here,” she suggested.
“But I have to do some work before we go to the festival. However, I will promise you one thing,” he said before climbing over her.
“What do you promise?”
“We’ll have many more mornings like this.” He bent down to kiss her forehead before he turned his back to her. He slid his boxers down over his hips, then let them drop to the floor. Her eyes were glued to his luscious body as he stood with his naked back to her.
How could someone be so sexy? Her first instinct was to reach out to touch his taut muscles, but she clamped her fingers tightly together instead.
He turned enough to show the front half of his thigh and nothing more. One more inch in her direction and she’d have a clear view of everything. He was teasing her, she knew it, and she loved when she spotted a part of his erection. Smiling at her, he grabbed a clean pair of boxers from the small dresser and slid them up his legs. His whole back was to her again as he slid them over his buttocks then around his hips.
“Not fair.” She didn’t mean to say the words but couldn’t contain them any longer. They escaped when she tried to take a breath.
He laughed softly as he grabbed a pair of faded jeans from the closet. The process was the same, him teasing and her wanting him so badly she was afraid she’d lose control of the situation and grab him. “I never said I wouldn’t dress in front of you. I kept my promise to stop when you wanted me to.”
“I know.” She sighed and let her head fall back onto the pillow. The room was filled with his scent and she didn’t want to get up. She didn’t have to do work like he did, but she was sure her mother would be on the warpath once she realized she’d gone out and hadn’t come home. Even though she was an adult, there was going to be hell to pay when she got home. This wasn’t making the situation with her mom any better.
When he left the bedroom, she covered her head with his blanket and wished she could rewind the clock.
Oh no! Breakfast!
If she didn’t hurry, she wouldn’t be able to surprise her mom with breakfast. Noah was outside rummaging through something. Afraid of disturbing him, she jumped up and pulled open one of his dresser drawers and looked through the clothes until she found a pair of sweats that
might fit her. She threw them on and dashed out of the trailer.
“Where are you going?”
“I forgot I’m making breakfast this morning. Come to my house in half an hour.”
“Aren’t
“Tell me when to stop,” he whispered.
“I will.” The heat from his touch rushed through her veins like wildfire. Would she be able to maintain control?
* * * *
Samantha felt the sun on her face. The shabby curtains didn’t do much to keep it out of the small room. She didn’t care, though. Noah’s arms were wrapped around her waist with his fingers barely tucked inside the t-shirt he’d loaned her. Underneath she wore only a pair of navy blue panties that matched her discarded bra.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear before kissing the top of her head.
Earlier in the morning, she had undone the clip to free the curls that now made a halo around her head.
“Good morning to you, too.” Her voice came out with a sleepy drawl. She shifted her body to look up at him but still be in his arms.
“I told you so.” His hearty carefree laugh filled the small room.
“Told me what?”
“That I’d keep my hands off you. When you told me to stop, I did.”
“Thank you,” she whispered. Every moment she was with him, she fell more in love with this man.
“I don’t want to move. I want to stay here forever.”
“Then let’s stay here,” she suggested.
“But I have to do some work before we go to the festival. However, I will promise you one thing,” he said before climbing over her.
“What do you promise?”
“We’ll have many more mornings like this.” He bent down to kiss her forehead before he turned his back to her. He slid his boxers down over his hips, then let them drop to the floor. Her eyes were glued to his luscious body as he stood with his naked back to her.
How could someone be so sexy? Her first instinct was to reach out to touch his taut muscles, but she clamped her fingers tightly together instead.
He turned enough to show the front half of his thigh and nothing more. One more inch in her direction and she’d have a clear view of everything. He was teasing her, she knew it, and she loved when she spotted a part of his erection. Smiling at her, he grabbed a clean pair of boxers from the small dresser and slid them up his legs. His whole back was to her again as he slid them over his buttocks then around his hips.
“Not fair.” She didn’t mean to say the words but couldn’t contain them any longer. They escaped when she tried to take a breath.
He laughed softly as he grabbed a pair of faded jeans from the closet. The process was the same, him teasing and her wanting him so badly she was afraid she’d lose control of the situation and grab him. “I never said I wouldn’t dress in front of you. I kept my promise to stop when you wanted me to.”
“I know.” She sighed and let her head fall back onto the pillow. The room was filled with his scent and she didn’t want to get up. She didn’t have to do work like he did, but she was sure her mother would be on the warpath once she realized she’d gone out and hadn’t come home. Even though she was an adult, there was going to be hell to pay when she got home. This wasn’t making the situation with her mom any better.
When he left the bedroom, she covered her head with his blanket and wished she could rewind the clock.
Oh no! Breakfast!
If she didn’t hurry, she wouldn’t be able to surprise her mom with breakfast. Noah was outside rummaging through something. Afraid of disturbing him, she jumped up and pulled open one of his dresser drawers and looked through the clothes until she found a pair of sweats that
might fit her. She threw them on and dashed out of the trailer.
“Where are you going?”
“I forgot I’m making breakfast this morning. Come to my house in half an hour.”
“Aren’t
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