Page 67 of No Fear
He kissed her back softly, “Baby…”
“Hmm?” She licked at his bottom lip.
“Get your cute little ass inside. Now. Before I lose control and take you in the backseat of this car.”
She giggled, “Mmm, the backseat? That could be fun.”
“Not your first time.”
“Maybe the second or third?”
He growled at her teasing, “House. Bed. Now.”
Rachel grinned and opened her door when he pushed her towards it. Almost as soon as her feet touched the ground, she heard him doing the same. Since she’d already taken off the heels Skylar lent her, she darted towards the trailer and felt him chase her. Her heart was racing when he caught her just inside the door, slamming it behind them and then pulling her back, flush to his chest.
“You runnin’ from me, love?”
“Never.”
“Mmm,” Remy licked her ear, “You want me as much as I want you, don’t you?”
“More.”
“Impossible.” He nipped her with his teeth, “This dress is beautiful. Take it off. I don’t want to rip it.”
He released her and she stepped back enough to turn and face him. The dress had a small zipper in the back but in reality, it wasn’t necessary. She supposed a more experienced woman might have played coy and let him unzip her but her hands were already shaking and he was the one that was experienced here so she just did what he said.
Rachel grabbed the material of the skirt and pulled it up. She heard Remy’s sharp intake of breath even though she couldn’t see him as she pulled the dress over her head. She dropped it to the floor and took a deep breath for courage before she looked back up to meet Remy’s gaze.
His eyes were almost black, the pupils pushing the blue out to a thin ring, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, “You weren’t wearing anything under that dress all night?”
Her cheeks flushed with heat and it spread down her neck and over her naked chest, “I-I-I couldn’t… the shoulders were sheer and I didn’t have a strapless b-b-bra so…
Remy took two steps forward and cut her stuttering off with a deeply invasive kiss. She moaned at the possessive kiss and he took advantage, his tongue darting inside to twine with hers. He softened the kiss after only a moment and she thought he was going to pull back so she let out a surprised shriek when he lifted her up instead.
“Legs around my waist.” His voice was rough and she followed the order, wrapping her body around his as one of his big hands went to her bare ass, holding her close, “Hold onto me.”
“Always.” She peppered his jaw with kisses as he carried her towards the bedroom.
The feel of being in his arms, completely naked, while he was still fully dressed, was far more erotic than she’d thought it could be. The cotton of his dress shirt rubbed against her erect nipples. She could feel him through his pants, big and hard, and her body responded in kind, growing wet and achy. It knew the kind of pleasure this man could give her and was ready for more, for everything.
But when he set her gently on the bed and pulled back to look down at her, all of her confidence faltered. He stripped off his shirt and she couldn’t help but gape up at him as he revealed his perfect body. Muscles and ink, that ring of stars tattooed on his side and the other on his shoulder, he was all tan skin with the raised slash of a scar here and there, proof of his hard life imprinted on his hard body. He’d shaved for the wedding so his square jaw was free of its usual dark stubble which only highlighted his soft mouth and high cheekbones even more than usual. He was beautiful, perfect, and she didn’t deserve him.
Remy must have seen her falter because he paused with his pants unbuttoned and reached for her chin, “Rach, baby, you still with me?”
“Yeah, I…” Her voice broke, “I want you. I-I… I’m just scared.”
His hard face softened instantly and the heat in his eyes turned warm and gentle as he knelt in front of her and framed her face, “You don’t have to be scared of me, Rachel. I would never hurt you. Never. You know that, right?”
“Yeah…”
“I know you’re a virgin and I know how big a gift it is that you’re giving me. I know you were saving it, saving yourself, for someone that would love you the way you deserve to be loved. Baby, that’s me. It’s always gonna be me. I may not be innocent, not by a longshot, but I’ve been waiting for you all my life too. If you’re not ready, that’s fine. I’ll keep waiting until you are. I’d wait for you forever.”
Tears clouded her vision and she shook her head, trying to wipe them away, “No. It’s not that. I don’t want to stop.”
“Rach…”
“No.” She reached for him and forced him to meet her gaze this time as she shook her head, “It scares me how much I love you. I’m scared of losing you. I’m scared that if we do this, if we take this last step, you’ll have my body right along with my heart and that if I lose you, I’ll never get either back.”
