Finding Pride (Pride Series) (18 page)

“I’m truly sorry, we went into Portland to purchase a camera and well, we dropped by a friends art gallery and I guess I just got so caught up in the day. I’d forgotten about our meeting.”

“Megan,” he said, taking her hand in his. “You’ve no reason to explain. Shall we meet tomorrow afternoon? I’ve left a list of possible menu items on the table, just look them over, we can discuss them tomorrow.” He looked over her head at his brother and nodded. “Good night.” Then he was gone, smiling all the way home knowing that it would do his brother good to have a little competition.

“I didn’t mean to hurt his feelings, I just forgot.” Megan said turning back towards Todd, who still had a hand full of bags and boxes.

“He really has it bad for you.” Todd murmured. When he saw Megan biting her bottom lip with worry, he dropped the packages on the table and walked over to her. “He’ll get over it. Iian is always falling for a new woman every month. Last month it was Stephanie, the vet that takes care of Chester. Don’t worry, he’ll be fine.” Todd didn’t want the night to end just yet. “How about I make you some dinner? I make a mean peanut butter and jelly sandwich.”

“Yum, sounds good. You make the sandwiches, and I’ll make some tomato soup.”

“Well,” he said putting his hands on her hips and pulling her closer. “I don’t know. How good is your soup?” He leaned in a little more.

“The best that Campbells has to offer.” She stretched up on her toes and gave him a light kiss. But when she started to pull back, he held her closer, pulling her mouth back to his.

“I love the taste of you.” The kiss was light and playful to begin with and then before she knew what was happening it had grown more desperate, she had grown more desperate. She felt like she couldn’t get close enough. His tongue was reaching deep inside her, dueling with her own, his taste was strong and masculine. Her arm was around his shoulders. She reached up and held his head to hers. His hair was thick and soft; she curled her fingers in it to kept his mouth to hers.

“More,” she said in a husky voice.

He could no longer control himself, he felt his shoulders shaking as he ran his hands up and down her spine. She was so soft in his arms. The cast was in the way, so he moved it to her side giving himself the pleasure of running his mouth over her neck. Gently taking her ear lobe in his mouth and nibbling. She let out a long sigh. He had to have more.

He backed her up until her knees hit the couch, pulling her down with him, their mouths never parted.

His hands reached up to the soft skin under her blouse. His fingers searched each rib, tickling her skin, but making her moan with pleasure.

Finally he reached the lacy material of her bra and searched underneath for the tight bud that rose and hardened at his light touch. She bucked underneath him and sent her own hand on a search below his shirt.

He had her shirt opened, his mouth on her breast so fast that her head spun. His tongue swirling around her tight bud, taking it in his mouth he began to suck lightly, he used his teeth and tongue to please her.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, then reaching down she tugged his shirt loose from his jeans. It was harder to do with just the one hand. When he noticed her struggling, he sat up quickly to remove his shirt for her. Pulling hers away as well. He had some difficulty pulling it over the cast and she had to sit up and help him. She gave a little nervous laugh when he just sat there and looked at her.

“I want you so much, Megan don’t make me go home tonight.”

“No, stay,” she said and pulled him back down.

Their kisses were hungrier then before. She could tell he was holding back and it made her want to laugh.

He reached down, pulling her bra strap down her shoulders. Putting his hands over the rosy buds and gently pulling. She squirmed under him, causing his arousal to push up against her hip.

He unsnapped her slacks, running his fingers lightly down her hip until he reached the lace there, pulling it aside he reached into the soft curls. She was hot and wet when he parted her soft skin and began to play just there. She bucked again, pushing her hips up into his hand.

Running her hand down his chest over his tight stomach muscles she reached for his jeans. Then she ran her hand lightly over him, rubbing the coarse denim, stretched over him, until he thought his eyes would cross. When she started to reach for the button, he pulled her hand away.

“
Megan, my God! I need a minute, please, let me,” he said against her neck.

“No, now, please Todd. I won’t break. Help me.” He was lost; he pulled her up and yanked her slacks and panties off in one quick movement. Then he was out of his own jeans and pushing her back on the couch before she could appreciate the full view.

“
I won’t hurt you,” he said looking into her eyes, he gently pushed her hips up and apart. She looked back into his eyes, and knew he was telling the truth.

“No, never!” she said, running her hand down his side, until she reached his tight butt. She pulled him to her, as he plunged into her heat.

There were two equal moans of delight. He held still, the only sound now was their joined breath. They sat there looking into each others eyes for what seemed like an eternity, his weight pinning her to the cushions and his body heating hers.

Then, just then when he thought he could hold back no more, she moved under him. Her hips rotating and lifting, the last string of his control snapped. It was all speed. He could remember thinking it had never been like this. She was so hot. As he reached down between their bodies, she screamed out his name and lost herself and he could feel her body slowly melting against his.

He pulled her up and slid his mouth against her, tasting her; she moaned and grabbed his head. His tongue darted inside her to lick the sweet arousal.

“Todd, I don’t, I can’t…” She ended on a moan.

When her hips started pumping against his mouth, he pulled himself back up and plunged into her again, running his tongue over her ear lobe, lightly sucking on it.

His muscles bunched under her fingers, his mouth was leaving a blazing trail over her body. She was so hot and it felt like her lungs were on fire. His kisses were drugging her to the point of oblivion. She felt the speed and heat from his body building and knew he was finding as much pleasure as she was.

She could feel something inside of her that she’d never felt before, it started deep, in her chest and rose to her throat. Closing her eyes, she threw back her head and fell just as he did.

She must have slept, she felt warm and sated with his weight pinning her to the sofa. When he started to move, she tried to pull him back down.

“I’ll just start a fire,” he said leaning over her, pulling a quilt from the back of the couch, he covered her.

She rolled to her side and watched him bend over to light the wood. It was dark in the room but she could just make out his form, he seemed comfortable walking around naked. He had a nice butt; she thought and giggled into the quilt.

“
And what would be so funny?” he asked looking over his shoulder. The fire had started and was quickly building.

“You, me, this whole night. I’ve never done anything like this before.” When Todd gave her a questionable look, she continued. “Well, I’ve done this before, just nothing like – you know.” She felt shy all a sudden, like a school girl. How stupid could she get? She started to pull the blanket up over her face.

He reached her in two steps, “No, don’t. I like to see you blush,” he said smiling down at her. He sat next to her on the sofa and pulled her body to his so they could spoon on the sofa. She quickly tucked the quilt around them as they laid down facing the fire, her head tucked on his shoulder.

“
It’s just, well, I’ve only been with one other man and…” She trailed off looking into the fire. “It was never like that.”

He smiled and kissed her hair lightly. “When I’m around you it’s as if I’ve lost all control of my senses.”

He pulled her closer, watching the fire with her.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” he asked running her hair slowly between his fingers. How he loved the feel of it.

She needed some time to think about the future, she hadn’t planned for something like this to happen to her. She just wanted to focus on starting a new life. She knew that dating was a possibility, but what she was starting to feel for Todd scared her.

“I really have to finish painting the cabins, finish getting them ready and the meeting with your brother.” She mumbled against his arm.

“Good, then we’ll make a day of it.” He continued to play with her hair, as he felt her start to tense. “You shouldn’t be doing all this by yourself with a broken arm, besides, I have nothing better to do tomorrow. I would like to help you.” He kissed the side of her neck trailing his mouth up to her ear, his hands playing over her ribs beneath the blanket; he’d noticed that all her bruises were gone.

How could she refuse him? “Your family has done so much for me, I feel like I owe you guys so much.” He was running his hands over her, lighting little fires that caused her skin to tingle.

Lightly he kept tracing her ribs, all the while running kisses along her neck. He was very soft and gently with her. It almost brought tears to her eyes, she shut them on a moan.

She started to turn around to face him, but he held her in place, running his hand down to find her core, pressing his fingers to her. She started to grind her hips against him. He was hard again and pressing against her back.

She was perfect. Her soft rear was pressed up tight against him causing him to stir even more. He couldn’t seem to get enough. Moving his hand down to her hip; he pressed her softly against him.

She was hot and wet as he lightly stroked her. He ran his fingers gently down, lingering just there, teasing her until he could feel the need change within her.

He wanted her like this. They’d almost been in a dream state, both of them staring off into the fire, sated from hot, fast sex. He wanted to show her tenderness, but he’d an urgent need to posses all of her. Pulling her hips up, he sheathed himself inside her heat slowly.

She pressed her back against his chest, her hand coming up to pull his head down into her neck. His kisses soothing the skin just below her ear. She was finding it difficult to breath. His hands were roaming over her, possessing every part of her, cupping her breasts, tugging on the tight peaks until she moaned out loud. Then his hands slowly traveled the length of her body, reaching her soft folds and she exploded in an array of light.

Never had he witnessed a more beautiful display of passion, he’d lost himself when she cried out his name.

M
egan woke to the feel of warm breath on her face. Throughout the night she’d somehow ended up sleeping on her stomach on top of Todd chest. His breath was causing goose bumps on her neck. She leaned up on her good arm and looked at him.

It had been dark last night and today in the morning light she could enjoy the full view.

He continued to breathe heavy as she straddled him and took in her fill. He was a very good looking man; his shoulders were wider than hers and filled with lean muscles. His stomach was tight with a perfect six pack and a light cover of darker hair trailing downwards.