A Billionaire's Cabin Love - Posey Parks Page 0,21
her top lip. My hand swept along her sides under her sweater.
“How many layers do you have on?”
She chuckled against my lips. “Three. This is Alaska.”
I untucked her T-shirt, then her thermo cami. “Less is more in L.A.”
“Do you expect me to visit you in L.A.?”
I grinned.
Kara laughed. “I hate flying, Collin.”
“Kara, I know. Overcome that fear. I’d fly you to and from L.A. on my private jet.”
Her eyes widened, and she pulled back. “What do you mean, your private jet?”
“Kara, you knew I was rich, right?”
“It was obvious you weren’t hurting for money. But I didn’t know you were rich. I was so caught up in your party and charity photos, I never Googled your net worth.”
“I know you don’t care about money. That’s what I love about you. My wellbeing is of importance.” I slipped her sweater and pink T-shirt over her head.
“We’ve spent almost every waking hour together in four days. I’d say, I’ve figured you out for the most part. And I don’t want anyone to use you for your impeccable skills.” Her fingers slipped through my brown curls.
“Which skills are you referring to? My work skills or my tongue and finger skills?”
She wiggled her nose against my neck. “Your fingers. Those are the only skills I can speak on.”
“Are you trying to bait me, Ms. Riley?”
She pulled back and her face twisted ever so cute. “Is it working?”
I threw my head back and laughed. “No, sweetheart, it’s not.”
“Shit, that sucks. I need to work on my negotiation skills.”
“Just so happens, that’s my expertise.”
“This could work against me. I think I may have a few tricks up my sleeve, though. I may have something you want.”
“What’s that?”
“Not ready to say. I don’t want to play my hand just yet.”
I lowered her onto the pillow. “There isn’t a hand you could play; I wouldn’t be able to guess.” I yanked her tight black cami over her head and tossed it on the pile of clothes on the chair.
“Kara, I want everything you are willing to give to me. I was the first to make you come.”
Her brow rose.
“I want to be the only man to make you come. I want to be the man who breaks that shell you have built around your heart. I’m a selfish bastard. I want to be your first love and your last.”
A tear slid down the side of her face. “Collin, you can’t say things like that.”
“I want to be the only man you long to kiss.”
“Collin,” she cried, caressing my face.
“I want you so comfortable, you’ll walk around naked in front of me like you’re wearing clothes.”
“That sounds crazy.”
“It doesn’t, Kara.”
“I’ll be the first man to shove my tongue into that tight hole of yours.”
Her brown eyes sparkled.
“I’ll be the only man who comes inside that virgin pussy.”
Her hand flew over her mouth.
“How did you know?”
“Our conversation the other day. You probably have gotten hot and heavy, but it was obvious you hadn’t had sex yet. You were waiting for me to blow into town.” I winked.
“You rocked my entire world, Kara.”
“If I reward you with all of me, what will I receive in return?”
“You’ll become my first real girlfriend and my last. Most importantly, you’ll have my heart.”
Her face softened then her brows wrinkled. “You didn’t ask for my heart.”
“Sounds like I already penetrated your heart before we met. But now that I’m alive and in person, I’d say every day I receive a tiny bit more of your heart. This is our story, Kara. How our life began.” I bit her pouty lower lip.
“Do you want a life with me?” I asked her.
“I don’t know.”
“Kara, I think you do.”
She was afraid to trust her heart. My fingers slipped the button free on her jeans. Her lips pressed against mine.
“I thought we were watching the movie.”
“Not right now. I want you, Collin.” Kara unbuttoned the first few shirt buttons then tugged my shirt over my head.
Her fingers stroked my fine chest hairs. “Jeans and shoes off, Collin.”
“You are a demanding little thing even when you aren’t drunk.”
We laughed.
“You have that effect on me.” She smiled.
What did I do to deserve her? She was the good in my shitty fuckery kind of world. Kara was aware of my countless one-night stands. My desire not to commit to a woman until her. I toed off my loafers. She shoved my jeans over my ass revealing the brown hair around my cock.
“Kara, you’re pushing my boxers down too.”
“So what, I want to