Chapter 10
Carina
The first time I saw him, I thought the eye-popping bulge between his legs was a figment of my imagination. Now, I know it wasn’t.
Wow.
I guess there might be a correlation between feet, hands, and manhood.
I squirm against my seat, doing my best to diffuse the tingling sensations awakening my pussy.
Rhett runs a slow finger up my arm and along the side of my neck. “A gentleman always asks.”
“Asks what?”
“If he can kiss a pretty girl.”
“Oh.”
“Is that a yes or a no, Carina?”
“You want to kiss me?”
“I’ve wanted to kiss you from the moment I saw you, but kissing you under the stars is even sweeter.”
“Oh.”
He leans in closer and cups my face in his strong hands.
I look up into his green eyes and I lose myself like I had the first time we met.
“Sounds like you’re surprised.”
“I am.”
“Why is it so hard to believe?” He rubs the pads of his thumbs against my cheeks. “I probably shouldn’t say this, but I love your soft skin.”
His words make me ache all over.
“Rhett.” I bring my hands up to his. I’m not sure if I’m trying to stop him or coax him to keep caressing me.
He drops his forehead against mine. “I like how you sink into my touch as if it’s second nature.”
I slide my hands to his chest and twist against his black shirt, hoping that’ll be enough to prevent me from being swept away in a sea of emotions.
“I’ve been fantasizing about those lips for the past two weeks.” His tongue dances across my lower lip.
“Oh, God.”
Rhett’s lips part, and my own mirror his. The sensation of us breathing against one another is so intimate. We’re so in sync, it’s hard to believe we just met.
“You still haven’t answered me.”
I’m so turned on, it’s impossible to keep a straight head. “Huh?”
“Do I get to kiss the pretty girl, yes or no?”
Rhett breathes in, while I breathe out.
The energy between us is combustive.
I’ve never felt this desired or want before.
“Yes,” I say in a whisper.
He tangles his hands through my locks, making me gasp.
Then he leans in.
He’s going to kiss me. Good God, he’s going to kiss me.
I inhale, and the air I suck in is thick with his masculine scent and his cologne. There’s a distinctive undernote of leather.
Very sexy.
The second his lips touch mine, my mind shuts down. He lets out a gruff rumble that I first feel vibrate under my hands and then between my legs.
This is as real as it gets and it’s freaking amazing.
Soon, our embrace turns hungry. Rhett kisses me hard, plunging his tongue between my lips as he ravishes my mouth.
His hands are rough. I assume it’s from hours of working as a ranch hand or holding onto a horse’s harness.
The harshness of them tickles against my sensitive skin and sends a ricochet of pleasure up my spine and across the back of my neck.
The man leaves me breathless.
Sweet baby Jesus, I’m going to melt in his arms.
When I break away, we’re both breathing hard and heavy.
I feel almost selfish, holding on to him tighter, because no man has ever kissed me like that. Even with my limited experience, it would be a miracle of God if I were to find someone who could kiss with such unrestrained passion.
Even though I’m still sitting down, I place my hand against his chest for fear of collapsing to my knees. That kiss was as potent as any hallucinatory drugs.
“You’re like a sweet temptation with colorful and sugary sprinkles on top,” he says. “How can a country boy stop at one bite? I know I can’t.”
Let it be known, there’s a serious shortage of country boys in the Big Apple. Every girl deserves to be swooned by a rugged and manly hunk.
“You’re crazy.” That’s the best I can come up with.
“I guess you’re right. One more minute without kissing you, and I would’ve lost my mind.”
What a guy.
I smile wide. “Smooth.”
He rewards me with a devilish wink.
“Speaking of which, can I ask you a question?”
“Absolutely.”
At this point, there isn’t much I’d refuse him.
“What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done, Carina?”
That’s easy. “Move to Summerville. I never imagined leaving New York, and moving out here was never on my list. I was planning on going back home after a few years in LA. That said, after winning the Food Network competition, I knew I had to jump at the opportunity… even if Riley was the only person I know out here. My family thought I’d lost it, but I was following my dreams. What about you? ”
“I haven’t done it yet.”
I blink my confusion. “I don’t follow.”
“Can I confess something?”
“Sure.”
“All I can think of is having my face buried between your thighs and eating you out until you come gushing all over my face as I struggle to lap every single drop of your sweet juices flooding my mouth.”
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
“And I want to do it over and over again,” he says. “I want to devour your pussy until my lips and tongue make you sore and sensitive. I’m sure you have the prettiest little clit—all pink, hard, and swollen.” He lets out a loud sigh. “I’d lose my fucking mind if I were ever able to taste you.”
Like his earlier admission wasn’t raunchy enough.
I remain mute.
My brain can’t even catch up with such a lewd confession, but my body… that’s a different story.
Every part of me responds to his words.
He cocks a brow. “Too much?”
I think a tsunami would have a less devastating effect on me.
I’m still at a loss for words.
“I’m sorry,” Rhett says. “I broke my promise to you.”
Which one?
“I was supposed to be a gentleman, but here I am acting like a lust-struck fool. What can I say? You turn me on. Plain and simple.”
“I do?” My mouth finally catches up with my brain.
He nods. “I have no self-control around you. I’m sure you must think less of me.”
“I want it all.” My cheeks flame up at my audacity.
“You do?” He licks his lips.
I watch as his tongue darts out and smooths over his gorgeous full lips. And forgive me God, but I can only see him making true on his promise. I want to know how it feels to lose it all over a man’s tongue. Heck, I want to know what it feels like to lose it to a man, period.
“Yes.” I glance down, embarrassed.
“Naughty Carina.”
“I’ve never had a guy say things like that to me, let alone one who’s as sexy as you.” My breathing increases.
“Shoot. You had to go there.” He smiles.
Those damn sexy dimples.
He leans in until his lips flirt with my ear. “Feel this.” He grabs my hand and presses it against his cock. “This is for you.”
He’s so hard. “Dear God.”
“You want it?”
I nod. “I do.”
“I’m staying with my best friend Jenkins for now until my farmhouse is—”
“We can go back to my place.”
What are you doing, Carina?
I ignore the voice of reason. Rhett has set my body ablaze and only he can quench my thirst.
He pulls away from me and studies me for a few beats, taking a moment to decide. It’s like he’s allowing me time to make sure I made the right decision.
No way am I backing down.
His lips pull up in a languorous smile as sweet as honey. “Well, all right, then. Lead the way, lil’ darlin’.” He winks.