don’t think you yet realize the effect you have on me. Heck, I am only starting to realize it myself.”

Nev flashed a smile at him and giggled for a moment.

Wyatt pulled her close and kissed her again. “You know that is the first time I have ever heard you laugh?  I shall happily endeavor to hear that again and again,” he noted, smiling. “So, my lady, care to join me in my humble abode?” he asked while beckoning towards the cave.

Nev shook her head in approval, feeling a strange mixture of excitement and apprehension.

“Hmm, it occurs to me that I have been wrong about something,” Wyatt said, smiling mischievously. “It seems you can simply shake that gorgeous head at me and get me to do what you want.” Wyatt took her hand in his and led her towards the cave entrance.

Nev’s breath quickened as her desire and anxiety battled within her. A small gasp escaped her lips as Wyatt gently dragged her down onto the ground with him. When he pulled her close, she felt light-headed, and her muscles momentarily tensed.

Wyatt chuckled softly. “Just breathe,” he reminded her gently. He ran a hand down her back as his other hand cupped her face in his palm. “It’s okay if you want to change your mind,” he offered warmly.

Taking in a deep breath, she shook her head in disapproval. “No, I don’t want to change my mind. I just… I feel like I might make a mistake,” she replied tentatively.

He kissed her deeply and pulled her body flush to his. His hands wandered her curves briefly before leaning back and smiling at her. “That, my dear, is an impossibility. So, no more worrying about that. Okay?” he insisted sweetly.

Nev smiled at him in response. “Okay, I’ll try,” she replied. With her mind and body now more at ease, she allowed herself to let go of her fears and grasp onto her desire for Wyatt instead.

Feeling her body relax and her fingers pulling at him, Wyatt kissed her tenderly. For the next few hours, she was the only thing in the world that existed for him. With her walls lowered, he could sense even more of her. Wyatt responded almost instantly to how and where she wanted to be touched. He caressed her body with gentle and affectionate touches. Savoring every moment, he pushed her slowly through waves of building pleasure. Only after he was confident she was fully ready did he nudge her over the edge of her desire. The sounds of her soft moans and whimpers as she reached her climax, swiftly threw him over his own passionate precipice.

Chapter 15

Nev woke slowly and saw that dawn had just barely arrived. They had spent several tender and intimate hours together before finally falling into a deep and satisfying sleep while nestled in each other’s embrace. Still snuggling close to him, she savored the feeling of his body pressed against hers. As they cuddled, she traced a lazy path through his chest hair with one of her fingers. This hair was blonde and curly as well, but not quite as soft as the locks on his head.

Wyatt let out a soft moan as her touch beckoned him to wake. He kept his eyes closed, relishing the feel of her finger lightly tracing patterns on his chest. The sensation of her lips gently kissing along the same path, however, was much, much harder to ignore. “I hope you know what you are doing,” he whispered, while still pretending to sleep.

Nev smiled and began lightly kissing up to his neck. She felt one of his hands slide down her back before coming to rest on the small of her back. The sensation of his touch caused her breath to tremble.

Wyatt, with his eyes still closed, slowly turned over onto his back. He then gently urged Nev to move on top of him.

Nev’s pulse and breath quickened as she could feel his body beneath her, smiling she leaned down and kissed his face, drawing slowly closer to his lips.

Wyatt opened his eyes and said with a grin, “And here I was convinced you were not a morning person.”

Nev sat up and giggled softly before replying, “I’m not.”

“I see,” he said, raising an eyebrow and laughing. He then ran a hand lightly down Nev’s chest, watching with glee as she squirmed under his touch.

Nev giggled as Wyatt’s fingers now traced faint lines along her chest.

“Wow, that giggle of yours. I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but it renders me completely powerless to resist you,” Wyatt admitted, grinning. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her body against his, and kissed her deeply.

Nev’s life had been spent so devoid of people and any meaningful interactions. Now suddenly, with Wyatt, she found herself craving him and his touch. It was an unfamiliar need for her, and one Wyatt seemed happy to fulfill. She smiled at the ease of being with him and found herself daring to let hope tip-toe back into her life.  Still smiling, she kissed him tenderly before pulling him into her.

Wyatt let out a soft moan and met her craving with his own. He could feel the connection between them growing and realized, somewhere over their journey, he had truly fallen for her.  Wyatt had all but given up on the thought of that for him, but here he had found it with this gorgeous, complicated, and amazing woman. The idea was crazy, he knew it. To feel so deeply for someone he had known for such a brief amount of time shouldn’t be possible. But it was.  He pulled her closer to him until their bodies moved as one. Pressing his lips to hers, he kissed her deeply before whispering in her ear, “I love you.”

Nev heard his words as a surge of energy washed over her, and she collapsed into his embrace with a gentle moan. Feeling content, she laid quietly with her eyes closed and listened

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