“I don’t think there’s such a thing, baby girl.”
Turning off the burner I watched as Boone divided the pot between our cups.
“I need a hug,” I said, still swinging my legs as he grabbed the mugs and brought them closer. “And a kiss if you’re going to make me wait for it to cool down again.”
“You all but burned your tongue last time,” he said, wrapping an arm around me as he stood between my legs and tilted my head up for a kiss.
I groaned. “Yeah, but it was so worth it. I’d try to convince you to tell me your secret recipe so we could package it up, but I kind of like that it’s something special we can share.”
He smiled, placing another kiss on my lips. “Halston Hot Chocolate, our signature pack special. Between the pumpkins and the apples and this, we definitely have a spread.”
“Don’t think I didn’t notice you stockpiling the cider in the pantry,” I said, with a warm laugh. “What do you think, alpha? Can I have some now?”
A shiver ran through Boone as he picked up a mug, blowing on it slightly before handing it to me, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip.
He watched as I took a sip, the silky chocolate hitting my tongue first before the heat hit, a hum of delight leaving me as the flavors set in.
“Let me taste.”
I offered him my mouth instead of the mug, my hand reaching up to cup his beard as he kissed me more thoroughly, his tongue slipping inside.
Would it be too much to ask him to take me on the kitchen island? It was probably my favorite place in the house besides the nest I’d been filling with a mix of the things the guys had picked up for me and that I’d found on Main Street.
He pulled away, much too soon, a promising look in his eye as he went to clean the pan.
“You’re going to kill me tonight, aren’t you?”
“That’s definitely not in the plans,” he said, leaning against the other counter across from me once he was finished. “What do you want to do tonight, baby girl?”
“You,” I replied, completely serious. “You’ve been teasing me and tasting me, bear. Letting me touch you and have little tastes here and there. But I want more than a taste, I want the whole thing.”
A growl rumbled from Boone’s chest as he stepped closer, his eyes darkening in warning. “Autumn.”
“You’ve been holding back. Holding out on me. All I want you to do is hold me down and take me.”
He crossed the distance between us then, his hand finding the vulnerable skin of my neck as he collared his hand around it gently, forcing me to tilt my head up to look at him.
“You want this,” he said, seeing the answer in my eyes.
“Yes.”
“You need this.”
“I needyou,” I countered. “All of you.”
“Once I touch you fully, I won’t be able to hold myself back, Autumn. I’ll take until you have nothing left to give me and then I’ll take more.”
I shuddered as the weight of his words fell around me.
Being the center of Boone’s attention had always been intense, but this feltmore.
“That doesn’t change my mind,” I told him.
He purred, the sound so appreciative it made me preen and want to roll around in it. His hand moved up to cup my face as his thumb swept across my bottom lip.
We breathed each other in for a second, our scents swirling around us, rising in intensity as unspoken words raced between us.
What had started off as pure fun had turned into something more. It definitely wasn’t planned and it was messy and complicated, but I wouldn’t take it back, not when I could share a moment with Boone like this.