A Billionaire's Cabin Love - Posey Parks Page 0,35
it came to your kitchen appliances.”
“Viking appliances make you feel like a chef,” she chuckled.
“True.”
“I do love your cooking, chef Collin.” Her fingers slid up my forearms, halting at the folded sleeves of my gray button-down shirt.
My brows rose. “You do?”
“Yes.” She stood on her tippy toes and pecked my lips. “On to the tour.”
We concluded the tour outside our bedroom.
“There is definitely no shortage of bathrooms.”
“If we have a dinner party, I don’t want guests in our room.”
“Am I expected to host dinner parties?” Her eyes grew as big as saucers.
“No, you don’t have too. I host about three a year, though.”
She rubbed her brow, and her slanted eyes closed. “Then I have to host dinner parties.”
“It’s not as bad as it sounds. Each time I hire a catering company. All we’ll do is mingle with the guests.”
She leaned against the wall. “What other social events am I expected to be involved in?”
“I won’t overwhelm you today. I’ve saved the best for last.” I turned the bedroom door knob and swung the door open.
Kara halted at the threshold. “I have similar curtains around my bed.”
I kissed her neck. “Exactly. I wanted to give you a piece of home.”
She stepped inside the sheer white curtains. “This bed will help me sleep better. When did you do all of this?”
“I called my designer last week and sent a picture of your bed and asked her to order one similar.”
“This bed is huge. I love the dark wood finishing. Tell her she outdid herself.”
I stepped closer and kissed the top of her head from behind. “You can check out the master bath, then relax. I need to check my mail.”
She turned around. “How long can you go without bursting the seams of your khaki slacks?”
I glanced down at the bulge in my pants. “Not sure. I should probably take a cold shower.”
“No more cold showers, Collin. I’ve been ready. But now that I’m here I want to make love to you in our new beautiful bed.”
“Kara, we will. Eventually.”
I walked out the room, gripping my cock. What was I waiting for? Truthfully, we could have made love in Alaska. Everyone thought I’d have sex with her and disappear. Jokes on them, I didn’t. I planned to make love to her in our own home. The time would come. First, I’d allow her to get settled.
**P**
After a long, hot shower, I walked into the kitchen wearing only a towel around my waist. Holding the fridge door open, I pondered on what to drink. An ice-cold bottle of water would do. I grabbed a tall slender bottle, twisted off the top, and poured half the bottle down my throat. This was the longest I’d gone without sex.
You can make it, Collin.
Probably need one more bottle of water. I closed the fridge and walked toward the sofa, carrying the two bottles.
“Thirsty?” I heard from across the room.
I glanced to my right and came to an abrupt halt. The air caught in my lungs. Fuck.
She leaned against the door frame of our bedroom, clutching her hands behind her back. Her honey brown legs were crossed at her ankles. My eyes combed over every inch of her bare skin like I’d never seen a naked woman before. Fuck it, all bets were off. She provoked the beast. I tossed the bottles of water onto the sofa.
“Dying of thirst.” I strolled toward her, cock rising and chest heaving.
“What’s the matter? You said you wanted me to walk around naked like I was wearing clothes.”
I nodded. “Those were my words.” I stood a few inches from her.
Kara pushed off the wall and slipped the back of her fingers along my wet neck and chest. “Of course, you know I’ve never done this before. I want this with you so bad,” she purred.
She traced her finger across my waist at the base of the towel, holding my brown-eyed gaze.
“It was never all about the sex, Kara.”
“Collin, I hope you wouldn’t move me away from my home to take my virginity and send me back.”
My face tightened. I grabbed her throat and walked her back against the wall. “Kara, I am a man with money and power, I guarantee you I didn’t need to leave here to find a virgin.”
Virgins were never my thing. I never wanted the drama. “Kara you’re the only woman I long to hear beg me to fuck you again and again.”
And tell me she loved me nonstop. I felt as if I sought out love from