Frozen Valentine

is or how far he walked. Last night had been one for the books. I can only put it down as I’d simply put it all in the back of my mind when he’d removed his clothes.
His body is magnificent and right now it’s pressed against mine.
The brush of his lips against my shoulder sends chills down my spine. Not bad chills like I get when I meet one of the men my parents want me to date. No, these chills are something entirely different. They go straight to my core and I can feel the wetness pooling in between my legs there in a way I’ve never felt before. Not even when I relieved myself.
Theo peppers my bare skin with more light kisses moving up my neck and to my throat. When he gets to the spot right at my ear, I’m breathing heavily. More like panting, ready for him to touch me where I need him most.
“Morning, Snowflake,” he purrs in my ear.
Oh my.
Oh boy.
Um.
Red alert.
Does he realize he’s in bed with me and not his woman?
“Um,” I start but have to take a second to gather my thoughts. “Theo, you need to let me go.”
“Why? Seems pretty comfy right where we are,” he states, and I can sense the humor in his voice.
Damnit.
This isn’t funny.
“Because you . . . weren’t supposed to be in bed with me. There’s a perfectly good couch out there in the living room.”
“I’m much too big of a man to sleep on a couch the size of that one. Besides, I’m not about to sleep anywhere but in a bed of the cabin which is mine,” he declares, pointing out that his family owns the cabin yet again.
Great.
I’m going to hurt my brother for lying to me about the cabin and him renting it for me.
Ugh.
“Then you need not be touching me and stay on your side of the bed,” I mutter with a huff.
Theo chuckles and the sound against my ear is like music to my ears.
What is this man doing to me?
“Snowflake, I should be the one saying that to you, bella. You were the one who wrapped herself around me. I woke up to your pussy laying on my cock and you damn near tortured me with your wetness,” he growls and grinds himself against the crease of my ass.
Crap-a-doodle.
That sounds like something I would do. But I can’t help I’m a mover in my sleep.
“I’m sure your wife or girlfriend appreciates you not taking advantage of something so easily accessible,” I mutter sarcastically.
Why?
Don’t ask me.
He’s the one driving me insane with lust right now.
“Who said I was with someone?” he demands.
“No one. But anyone who looks like you, being hot, would be snagged up quick. No woman in their right mind would turn you away. I mean, look at you. You could easily have a woman at home and still have the pick of your choice every night. Wouldn’t matter if you did have someone waiting at home. I’m sure she’d understand you needing to dip your wick elsewhere. Variety is everything in our world and even women do it too.”
Oh my God. I did not just say that. I cannot believe those words came from my mouth.
Theo stiffens behind me and when I think he’s going to move and storm out of the room like I hope, leaving me to wallow in my embarrassment, he doesn’t. Instead, Theo maneuvers me until I’m on my back and he’s on top of me.
On top of me with my legs incasing his massive frame. His cock laying snug against my entrance.
Um.
Snap. Crackle. Pop.
The look of fury is radiating off of him.
“What the fuck did you just spew from your mouth?” he snarls, his face directly in mine.
I don’t think I’ve seen anyone look so furious. And yet, he doesn’t scare me. Or well, I don’t think I feel a sense of fear I’d normally feel with anyone else I’ve been around. Usually if I’m within touching distance of one of the men I’ve been set up with my skin begins to feel like something’s crawling over it.
“Um,” I say quietly to start, but Theo lifts his head and shakes it.
“You know what, don’t answer it. I don’t want to hear it. But I’ll tell you right fuckin’ now. If I had a woman. I wouldn’t be in this bed with you. If said woman were mine, she’d have been here with me and I’d be fuckin’ her brains out rather than having my cock ready to dive into your snatch. I don’t cheat on women and the fact you want to sit there and say I can dip my wick into whatever snatch I want pisses me the fuck off. It’s not the person I am,” he sneers with a curl of his lip.
Yeah, so I guess I’ve really ticked him off.
“So you don’t have a girlfriend or wife?” I ask in astonishment.
“Fuckin’ said I didn’t, didn’t I?” he grinds out.
Yes, he did say he didn’t. But then why did he push me away from him last night when he had the chance. I mean, I’d been right there, his for the taking and he set me away from him. And now here he is hovering over me and yet not doing anything. I’m sure his cock has to be screaming for release.
I’ve heard my mother talking about how she’ll leave a man with blue balls if she doesn’t get what she wants from him first.
“I’m sorry,” I mutter and divert my gaze to the side, fully embarrassed by this whole thing. “Can you get off me now?” I ask in a subdued tone.
All I want to do right now is get out of this bed and hide in the bathroom for the remainder of the day and wish this whole scenario never happened.
“No, I’m not getting off you. You don’t know me, Blake. I’m not a nice man but with you I’m trying to be a gentleman. I don’t