Deep by S. R. Jones

Deep by S. R. Jones

Author:S. R. Jones [Jones, S. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-11T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seven

Reece

We spend the day together, and it’s okay, but our, frankly incendiary sex, and then the heated morning conversation has made the easy companionship we’d been building up disappear. It’s a touch tense.

Adding to it, simmering away between us is an underlying sexual attraction. If I’d found her mildly attractive before, now that I’ve had a taste of her, I’m finding myself having to hold back from touching her all the time.

We worked together in bed far too well. Something about the chemistry between us made what I thought would be an enjoyable fuck, maybe simply something to scratch an itch developing between us, something more. It didn’t scratch any itch for me, instead it put a niggling burn underneath my skin…for her. For more of her.

I want to gain her trust, to have her under me and feeling safe. Why, I don’t know, but something within me wants to get under her skin and get her to let me in. Maybe because I like a challenge, and getting Kate to trust me is a huge fucking challenge, but I think it’s more. Something a bit deeper that I can’t name.

She’s a strange mix of closed off, yet open and honest. She might not let people in easily, but Kate doesn’t play games. She’s way braver than me when it comes to putting things out there. And the woman likes to read about adventurers for God’s sake. She goes hiking, likes climbing, has even done some of the high-altitude stuff. We have so much in common. I think if we’d met normally, not in this way, we might have hit it off enough to date, see where things went between us.

Instead we fell into bed together, for something I think both of us expected to be casual and a bit of fun, and turned out to be mind-blowing. I also think right now she’s avoiding me because she’s been upstairs for an hour or so.

A phone rings from somewhere in the house and I hear Kate’s footsteps, then her voice, low and sexy as she speaks with someone. A few minutes later she comes into the room, her hair up, loose in a ponytail, and she’s wearing yoga pants and a t-shirt. There’s a faint sheen of perspiration on her chest and upper arms. She looks fucking edible. I’m puzzled as to what she’s been doing because I didn’t hear her working out, jumping around or anything.

“Been working out?” I gesture at her with my chin.

“Pilates,” Kate answers.

I’ve never done Pilates, but I didn’t know you could work up a sweat at it.

“I’ve had a new present dropped off at the house I was staying at before.” She sits down heavily on the sofa and stares at her phone.

I’d called the owner of the twee cottage and asked them to let us know if anything turned up, and to tell any guests to be on alert. The last thing I’d wanted was someone getting hurt by being in the wrong place at the wrong time.



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