**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 only her.
“You’re the only virgin I want, that part is true. But never as my fucking toy. As my woman, Kara. Me and you.”
Her breasts rose and fell. Like a drooling dog, my eyes were glued to her perky breasts.
“Collin, I love you.”
I ripped my eyes away from her breasts and crushed her lips. She yanked the towel from my waist. Releasing her neck, I slipped my fingers into her long hair, shoving my tongue down her throat. She bit my tongue. Feisty little thing. I fucking loved it. Gripping her thighs, I pulled her up into my arms. Her fingers threaded my wet curls.
“I can’t believe I’m here with you. In this plush home that smells like vanilla and apple pie.” Her brow wrinkled.
“Why does it smell like apple pie?”
“Because it’s your favorite dessert.”
She smiled wide.
“Our maid will bring you a cup of hot chocolate from the bakery up the street every morning if you’d like.”
“That’s sweet. Collin, I don’t know what to say.”
“Tell me you love me again.”
Tears welled in her eyes. “I love you so much. Sometimes when I was alone, I felt like I couldn’t breathe without you.”
My eyes slammed shut. “I didn’t want love until I met you.”