Love At First Sight (Southern Bride 1)

The sun wouldn’t be setting for another hour or so, but it was sinking far enough that I could still turn on all the candles Lisa had placed out on the veranda. It would give the romantic feel I was hoping for when the moment struck.

Instead of going into the tent, Chloe made her way to the outdoor shower. I could feel my pulse everywhere in my body, not just my chest. I was positive that if she spoke I wouldn’t be able to hear her through the roar in my ears.

Turning to face me, Chloe tossed her shorts and T-shirt to the side, then dropped the towel. My eyes roamed over her body. She was perfect in every single way. When she turned on the water, I kept my gaze on hers. Then she reached behind her back, and before I knew it, her top was on the floor at her feet. My knees wobbled, and I had to remind myself to breathe.

“Chloe,” I warned.

She gave me a saucy grin and tilted her head as she slowly pushed her bottoms down.

Standing before me naked, she took a few steps back into the shower. I yanked my wet T-shirt over my head. She watched every single move I made. She was chewing on her lip, waiting for me to drop my drawers and show her how much I wanted her.

I gave her what she wanted. She gasped as her eyes locked onto my cock. I would have given a thousand dollars to know what that pretty little mind was thinking.

When I started toward her, her gaze swung up and met mine. I joined her under the showerhead, cupping her face in my hands and kissing her.

“You are mine,” I spoke against her lips.

She whimpered her reply. “Yes. Always.”

“Forever, Chloe. Mine.”

My hand moved down to her heavy breast, loving the way it fit into my hand so perfectly. I rolled her nipple with my finger and thumb, causing her to suck in a breath.

“Jesus,” she gasped, wrapping her hand around my dick. I jumped at her touch, and we both chuckled.

“If I come like this, I’m not talking to you for the rest of the night.”

A smile spread across her face and her cheeks turned red.

“You’re so…big.”

I lifted a brow. “And I can’t wait to fill you.”

Her eyes lifted, and a dark, steamy haze fell over them. Her chest rose and fell as I kept rolling and pinching her nipple. If she wanted to play first, I could fucking play.

Leaning down, I took her other nipple in my mouth, and Chloe cried out my name. The sound of it being said in such a lust-induced way made my dick get harder.

With her other hand, she wove her fingers into my hair, little moans of pleasure coming from her as she slowly stroked me. She was about to make me come simply from touching me and moaning. Jesus, I needed to take control.

I dropped to my knees and lifted her leg. Chloe tensed, and I looked up at her. Holy shit, if she had never let Easton do this, I was going to be going to church twice on Sundays. “Have you never?”

She chewed on her lip. Her innocence sprayed across her cheeks. “No.”

I closed my eyes and said a quick Thank you, Jesus. Then I looked up at her. “Do you not want me to?”

Swallowing hard, she finally found her voice. “I want you to. Desperately. But…”

I already knew what she was thinking. How many women had I given oral sex to? We had promised the past was in the past. “It’s only me and you now, Chloe. If you want to know, I’ll tell you.”

For a few moments, she stared at me while she worked it out in her head. “More than one?” she finally asked.

“No.”

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly. “One?” she asked in a timid voice.

I wasn’t about to lie to her. It had been one of my many lessons from Heather. I had only done it one time with her. After that, I told her it was too personal of an act to share.

“Only one person, one time.”

She licked her lips and slowly nodded. I kissed under her belly button and her entire body quivered. I loved that I did that to her.

“I want to taste you, Chloe,” I whispered as I moved my mouth lower. With her leg over my shoulder, I grabbed her ass and licked slowly between her legs.

“Oh, God!”

I smiled. This was going to feel good for her. Repeating the action, I used my hand to spread her more, then slipped my fingers inside her. Her leg gave out some, and I worked at keeping her upright.

I focused on her clit while I massaged inside of her. Chloe’s hips started to move, and her fingers were in my hair, pulling my face against her harder.