Page 19 of Solitary Man

She sat up, a smile on her beautiful face. “You doubt it? It’s never been that good. No one else has ever made me come that hard.”

My hand stopped working my cock, and my gut twisted. I didn’t like that. I hated that. I drew in a rough breath as anger at the faceless men who had touched my wife, who had made her come, who had been inside her, fired through me. “Don’t…don’t talk about other men, Riley. I don’t want to think about anyone else touching you.”

I wanted to hunt them down and hurt them.

She scooted closer and cupped my face with both hands, brushing her thumb over my beard. “You have nothing to worry about. I promise.”

She glanced down to where my hand still rested over the thick ridge of my erection and licked her lips. Shimmying forward, she climbed off the table, moved in between my spread thighs, and dropped to her knees.

“Darlin’?” I choked out.

She popped the button of my pants and peered up at me, a sexy, wicked smile on her lips. “It’s my turn for a reward, don’t you think?”

5

Riley

I took in the fierce need in Cash’s eyes and had to pull in a steadying breath.

This massive, silent, intense man confused the hell out of me. He also turned me on like I’d never experienced.

I’d pushed him for more after our first kiss three days ago, and he’d withdrawn, and there I was doing it again. But I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t know what he was thinking, why he’d been avoiding me, but I’d made the decision to let him come to me when he was ready. I’d needed him to decide what he wanted. And honestly, I couldn’t take more rejection, not from Cash.

I slid down his zipper and had to bite my lip when he froze, when the huge man looking down at me went rock solid, holding his breath as I revealed what he had underneath.

His long, wide fingers curled and uncurled at his side, an unmistakable tremble to them that made my heart ache and my body sing.

I’d seen him standing in the dark by the barn, gazing back at the house every night the last few nights.

And I’d lain there when he finally slid into bed late, when he’d drawn me close, thinking I was asleep. His deep sigh brushing my hair. The pounding of his heart thudding against my cheek.

He wanted me. I didn’t doubt that. But it was obvious communicating what he wanted wasn’t easy for him. I thought of his emails and shook off the fear in my belly, that maybe I’d been wrong, that he wasn’t the man I’d thought he was, the man I’d grown to care about—that he might never let me in.

It’s only been four days.

This was all new to him—the relationship, the sex. He just needed time, that’s all.

I slid my hand inside his pants and took his incredibly hard cock in my hand. He was thick and long and veined. The skin was tinged purple, the head an angry red, and pre-come leaked in a steady stream from the tip. No, there was no mistaking how much he wanted me, at least like this.

I gave him a slow stroke. He had his eyes squeezed shut, teeth gritted, sweet agony lining his face. “Look at me,” I whispered.

His eyelids snapped open, those bluest of blue eyes locking with mine. Eyes that showed me right to the gentle, kind soul of him. As always, they drew me in, that sense of rightness moving over me, that I was where I was meant to be.

My safe harbor.

The family I’d never had and so desperately wanted.

“You’re hurting, aren’t you?” I whispered.

Teeth still gritted, he dipped his chin.

“You’re beautiful here, did you know that?” I said, stroking him again, telling him the truth. His thigh muscles bunched, going rock hard. “You’re beautiful everywhere. So strong. So big. You can protect me, can’t you, Cash? You’ll always protect me?” The words came from deep inside me. Needy. Weak. But I’d been afraid for so long.

I’d let insecurity overtake the last few days, and I needed reassurance from him. I hated that I did, but I needed it more than anything.

He lifted a hand, cupping the back of my head, and his gaze penetrated mine even deeper. “Yes.”

One word, just one, but said with a fierceness, a conviction that made it impossible to not believe him.