Free Scarlet Fever - Hill Country 2 by Sable Hunter Page B

Alex more than I can say.   You’re perfect for one another.”
    “Don’t read more into this than it is.”
    “What is it?   Just sex?   Don’t tell me that.   I’ve seen how he looks at you.   And I’ve certainly seen how you look at him.   The two of you stare at one another like you’re starving.”   Annalise was adamant in her belief.
    “Just don’t make a big deal out of this, please.”
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    When Scarlet walked out the front door to meet Alex, she was flabbergasted.   RV was a term that could apply to a multitude of vehicles; Alex’s was a monster.   Forty-two feet of pure, unadulterated luxury.   He opened the door with pride and invited her inside.   “We use it mostly for tailgate parties at the Texas games.”  
    Scarlet looked around in wonder.   She had never been in a more luxurious place.   The B&B was fantastic, but this was out of this world.   Everything was white and cherry wood; recliners, wet bar, granite countertops, huge plasma TV.   There was even a fireplace.   “Wait till you see the bed.   It’s a California King.   We have plenty of room to play.”
    Scarlet stilled.   She turned to him; big, huge Teddy bear of a man.   Curls of gold that she longed to sink her fingers into.   “You don’t have to do this, you know.   It’s OK.   I would understand.   Making love to a person with – uh, problems – has to be a turn-off.”   She had thought about this.   What if he couldn’t?   What if he got so for, then he had to stop.   She would die.   Better not to start it at all.
    With one swift move, he pulled her to him.   “Does that feel like I don’t want you?”
    It didn’t.   It felt like there was a baseball bat between them.
    “I’ve been hard for you since I turned and saw your sad little eyes.   Now, no more doubts.   No more tears.   Only pleasure.”
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    Alex had gone all out.   There was lobster with butter sauce, asparagus, rice pilaf and double chocolate mousse.   “I can’t believe you did all of this.   You are very talented.”
    “Wait until you see what I can do in the bedroom.”   She didn’t doubt him for a minute.
    They didn’t go far.   He drove her to the Lost Maples National Park, just a few miles.   “Tomorrow, we’ll explore, take in the leaves.   But tonight, the only thing that I want to explore is you.”  
    He fed her.   She had never giggled so much in her life.   Butter would drip from the succulent pieces of shell fish and he would capture it with his tongue, straight off of her lips.   The mousse proved to be not only a culinary adventure, but an erotic one.   This time she got in on the act, sitting astraddle his lap, feeding him spoonful after spoonful of the luscious chocolate.  
    Standing, he caught her by the hand.   “Enough.   I can’t wait any longer.   I’m so turned-on I ache.   Come with me.”   He led her to the fireplace.   “We’re going to make out here.   Afterwards, I’ll take you to bed.”   The fire crackled and the flames danced and Scarlet’s blood pressure raced madly.   This incredible dream of a man was about to make love to her.      
    ‘Please God, don’t let me disappoint him,’ she thought.
    They had dressed up for each other.   He wore all black; black slacks, black dress shirt, no tie – but with that golden hair, he was a walking dream.   She didn’t have any real finery, but what she had, she wore well.   It felt like silk, but it wasn’t; a full red tiered skirt and a long-sleeve red peasant blouse.   Not overtly sexy, but it clung in all the right places, making Scarlet look like a wanton, exotic Gypsy.   Her hair was down, just like he had envisioned it, and when he laid her down on the rug in front of the warm fire, she thought she would pass out from sheer happiness.
    “You don’t have a bra on.”   The sight of her aroused little nipples had tortured him all during their