Chapter 20
Blair
Now that I’ve accepted that I’m not in control of my destiny, I’m starting to wonder if I ever have been.
Everything I’ve done, every road I’ve taken, and every choice I’ve made was always meant to lead me here.
To Timber Falls, to Cooper Ranch, and—most importantly—to the man who’s changed my world and the way I view it.
Sutton is the man I want. The man I love. He’s the very essence to invigorate, revitalize, and empower me. More than anything else, that’s what I want to be for him too.
The one I’m always thinking about, the one who makes my heart race, my cheeks blush, and my body ache. He’s the only person I’ve ever felt this sort of all encompassing, consuming passion for. It’s more than that though. It’s all I can think about since leaving the dance floor.
I want him. I need him. Ever since we left the dance floor, my body has felt like a live wire in need of grounding and every single part of me knows there’s only one man to do it. If only Alex and Cate could see me now…
When we reach the cabin, I put my hand on the door to let us in but pause when he moves in close, his warmth radiating onto my back and heating me up.
His hands rest on my hips as if to steady me–or maybe to anchor himself. All I know is when I lean back into him and his arms wrap me up tight, his mouth dipping down to drag slow and teasing kisses along my collarbone, I’ve never felt so turned on.
Tilting my head, I rest my forehead against his jaw, my breathing becoming heavy and labored. “I need to get you inside, gorgeous.”
“Not a fan of the outdoors, doctor?” I ask, my breathy tone giving me away.
He chuckles and I feel it as well as hear it. “More like I don’t trust Grumps not to interrupt us. Or anyone else for that matter.” His words spur me into action. I open the door and walk forward at his urging.
Being alone with him, knowing there’s nothing between us brings new clarity.
Knowing what we’re feeling and where we’re going–or at least that we’re doing this together–is freeing.
All the noise that’s always in my head about having to be a strong, independent woman with everything under control and accounted for has gone.
I don’t have to be that way for Sutton. All he wants is me—the woman he wants, the one he believes has been sent to him as a reward by the mountain.
I’ve never been someone’s reward before and I’m finding that I quite like the idea.
Turning in his arms, I lift on my toes, cup his jaw and kiss him like I’ve wanted to kiss him all day.
I laugh when I feel his leg kick the front door shut, a squeak escaping me when he proceeds to tear his lips from mine and sweep me up into his arms like I’m the bride and he’s carrying me over the threshold.
The move doesn’t just have me swooning, it confirms what I’ve realized since he told me about the Call. I’m a done deal.
Signed, sealed, delivered by the mountain to Sutton Cooper. Do not return to sender. Keep forever.
Without missing a beat or breaking a sweat, he takes us to my bedroom before putting a knee to the bed and gently easing me down onto the mattress.
My heart races. Excitement bubbles up within me. Overriding all of that is the desperate burning need I have to meld my heart, body and soul to his.
The tension and heat is thick between us as he hovers over me, his dark eyes roaming my face, his body as close as it can be without touching.
Reaching up, I loop my arms around his back and pull him down into me, relishing his weight against me and using my mouth to say everything I want him to know.
I lick into his mouth, whimpering when he tilts his head and deepens the kiss.
Covered by him, feeling him, has me feeling cherished, safe, and very much wanted. I’m downright feverish with desire and nearly coming out of my skin.
“Sutton,” I say, dragging my fingers into his hair and holding him to me as we devour each other, my body moving in perfect sync with his as he rocks against me.
“I want to feel you. Your skin. Your hands. Everything.” Each word breathed like a prayer as he tears his lips from mine and stares deep into my eyes.
“I want to be with you. I want to be yours.”
His gaze his blazing, his pupils blown, his lips as puffy and swollen as mine feel. Time stands still, so lost in each other that the world could stop spinning and we wouldn’t know. “You already are,” he growls.
That’s when whatever self-control we both have snaps and in the next breath, we’re tearing away at each other’s clothes, both of us desperate to have nothing between us.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he rasps, crawling up my body. I grip his arms and pull him to me, our mouths meshing once more while I explore his back, touching every inch of smooth skin and hard muscle I can.
He drags his lips from mine and chuckles at my huff of disappointment. That soon turns to a soft moan when he peppers my throat with kisses, his hands and mouth exploring at the same time, muddling my senses in the best possible way.
His touch sets me alight. I’m not just a moth drawn to his blinding flame, it’s every single thing about him. It’s his soul, his heart, and unassuming character that has me addicted.
With him kissing, touching and exploring me like I’m his personal paradise, I stop thinking and let myself just feel. Letting my instincts take over, I do the same to him, running my fingers through the dark hair covering his chest and following its lead down over his toned stomach.
“I must be dreamin’,” he murmurs to himself, dragging his body down the bed and giving my aching breasts the attention they desperately want.
“If you’re dreaming, I am too,” I say, giggling when he nuzzles his nose over my sternum. He rests his chin there and looks up at me, his eyes alight with heat, desire and yet there’s a new brightness to them. He’s happy. I make this wonderful, amazing, one-of-a-kind man happy.
“Ticklish?”
“Maybe…” I say, my lips twitching as he does it again and pulls the exact same laughter out of me.
“Hmm. Gonna remember that,” he says, his smile so natural, so free. Damn sexy too.
I tug him back to me, crashing my lips to his, seeking and earning a gratifyingly low groan that rumbles through his chest to mine.
“I feel like a kid at Christmas,” he says, burying his face into my neck and rolling his hips against mine, his hard length hot and pressing, teasing and tempting me and driving me crazy. “Don’t know where to start.”
I cradle his face in my hands and pull him back so he’s all I can see. “Everything, Sutt. I want everything with you. But right now, I want to feel you do what we both want.” He groans again, pressing his forehead to mine.
“There ain’t no way my One is the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on and perfect too. Don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you, but I’m not givin’ you up,” he says.
“Same goes. Cause I’m lying beneath the most handsome, thoughtful, made-for-me man in the world,” I say, flexing my fingers in his short-cut beard on his cheeks and drawing his lips to rest on mine, our eyes locked in the dim light.
“Make love to me, Sutton. Make me yours. Complete the Call so that nothing and no one can ever come between us.”
He stares deep into my gaze, his smell surrounding me, intoxicating me the same way it’s always done since the first day we met. His body is hot and heavy against mine, trembling with shaky self-control, his eyes filled with a raw intensity few get to see.
This is as open and as vulnerable as a person can be and knowing I can give him the safety to do that, for him to give me his heart and trust that I’ll cherish it forever makes me more sure of this–of him–than ever. This is how we were always meant to be.
Of course, that’s when Sutton proves that he’s not just perfect, he’s everything.
He braces himself on an arm and rocks my world with three unbelievable words.
“I love you, Blair. It doesn’t matter if you’re not there yet but I needed to tell you.
This is it for me. You’re it for me. I think you always have been, we just didn’t know it.
” I can’t stop the lone tear that trails down my cheek or my heart from bursting as he continues.
“I needed you to know, before I take you. Before I make you mine like you were always meant to be. I want to give you everything you want and could ever need. I want to make your dreams come true, our dreams, together. I want you. I need you. But most of all, I just want to be the one to make you happy.”
I hook my leg around his, catching him by surprise and flipping him over onto his. That’s when I pounce, covering his mouth, jaw and down to his chest with kisses with renewed desperation. I want to taste and touch and feel and see, to hear his groans and growls and give it all back to him too.
‘But most of all I want you to be happy.’
He flips me back over again, his big cheshire cat grin and dancing gaze making my stomach flip and turning me on more than anything else. Well, except telling me he loves me.
Dropping his head to kiss me again, I reach between us to press a finger to his lips, getting a curious raised brow in reply.
“I love you too,” I rush out. “Just thought you should know before we–”
I don’t get to finish that sentence because he grabs my wrists, lifts my arms above my head, cuffing them in one of his hands before holding my jaw and slamming his lips down on mine.
After that, there’s no talking. Not with words anyway. The room is filled with the sound of our ragged breaths and the pleasure we’re giving each other.
He moves down my body, slotting his wide shoulders between my thighs before covering me with his mouth sending me to heaven with lashings of his tongue.
My fingers tangle in his hair, my back arching off the bed as he devours me, humming against sensitive skin and setting out to drive me out of my mind with pleasure.
I lose myself in the sensation of him and how he makes me feel. His eyes lock with mine as I struggle to stop mine from rolling into the back of my head, my body coiling tight as his groans of appreciation become my new favorite sound in the entire world.
Feeling my climax barreling into me, I try to pull him away, wanting him inside me more than my next breath.
“Sutton…” I say, my voice husky, shaking with unbridled need for this man who’s become everything to me. “I’m close, I want you inside me. I want to feel you.”
He moves over me again, his lips pressing soft loving touches all the way up my body until he reaches my mouth, then I kiss him, telling him without words just how much I want this. Need this. Crave this. Especially when the taste of me on his lips sends a bolt of arousal shooting through me.
“Please,” I beg, wrapping my legs around his thighs and pushing my core against his.
He nods, staring deep in my eyes while reaching between us to notch himself at my entrance.
In that moment, the world stands still, all that I can see is him–all I want is him.
Then, with his lips touching mine and a whispered vow of “I love you,” Sutton Cooper drives deep inside of me, consuming me, completing me, linking our souls forever.
That’s when I realize what’s changed, what Sutton has given me, feeling something I’ve never ever felt before…whole.