Russian Mountain Man: An Instalove Possessive Alpha Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 156) by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2020-04-22T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Haylie

Idiot!

I told myself… I told him. I knew it was a big mistake. I just can’t be doing this.

But when he holds me like this, when his naked, hard body is pressed up against mine, I forget everything. I want him inside me so bad it hurts not to have him there.

Why, oh why didn’t I do it last night?

He must think I’m some sort of tease not to put out, or maybe just plain crazy. But he was so sweet too, it was practically his idea to wait.

Oh, I just don’t know, but if he keeps kissing me like this, I won’t be held responsible for my actions.

Sorry Professor.

He’s so hard again, I almost feel bad that he can’t just get some relief. Maybe if I… No. He said it has to be inside me, like the animals…

Crap.

But his arousal, no matter how intense, doesn’t seem to bother Nikki, he takes it in stride and I can tell straight away how different he is from any other guy I’ve probably ever met. They wouldn’t be able to be hard and not put it in their girl, Nikki’s different.

“Let’s eat!” he announces suddenly, hearing his own belly rumble over his groans of satisfaction at having most of me as an appetizer. He stokes up the fire some more, opens a smoke flap in the roof wider, and sets about preparing a breakfast, mountain man style.

I crave my long johns, needing to cover myself up for modesty more than anything. Nikki seems to want to do the nude thing over food this morning, so I’ll play along as long as I can stand it myself. Looking at his fine body naked though? I can do that all day. The cabin is warm enough, and after a while, for the first time in my life, I’m not bothered by what anybody thinks about my body. Because if Niki does look over at me, he only smiles or growls in complete satisfaction, he’s liking what he sees and I’m loving that.

Berries, and what looks like jerky, with some sticks in boiled water isn’t really my idea of breakfast, but it seems to invigorate Nikki like nothing else.

My stomach’s still groaning and I yearn for some of the real food I brought with me, but resolve to get to that at lunch maybe.

I could afford to skip the odd meal anyway, lose a few pounds while I’m up here.

Dishes are easy. Sticks tossed into the fire and the tin mugs Nikki has, the most tech looking equipment I’ve seen so far, are stowed away again in seconds after a rinse from the big tub of water he has in the corner, fed fresh from a pipe running melted snow down into the cabin.

He looks out the doorway before letting the heavy canvas flap fall back, then settles himself back onto the bed, patting the bearskin next to him.

“Come here.” He says firmly, and I go to him, I can’t help it. He’s not being rude or a jerk, it’s just his way.

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