Free Keep Me (Shelter Me #3) by Kathy Coopmans Page A

crazy shit- and I mean crazy. I have fucked her in every way possible. Christ, the one thing running through my mind in my dreams every single time is knowing I am the only man who has ever been inside of her.
    Men my age may shy away from a woman with no experience whatsoever, but not me. If anything, it has turned me on even more. It makes me respect her for her choices. It makes me want to put her high up on a pedestal, right where she belongs. A woman who respects herself enough to wait, for whatever her reasons are, deserves to be worshipped.
    Fuck, I sound like an asshole laying here thinking about her virginity. She is smart, successful, and owns her own restaurant, all at the age of twenty five. Beauty and brains are one hell of a lethal combination.
    I’ve created scene after scene in my mind with her firecracker mouth whispering in my ear how much she wants to suck my cock, her petite hands running up and down my stomach until she reaches my belt as she continues to kiss and tell me in her sexy voice how bad she wants it. How bad she wants me and only me. Fuck, I have jacked off more times than I can count after waking up from that dream.
    Shit! I throw my head back on my pillow in frustration. This woman is going to be the death of me, and damn if I don’t want her to be. She intrigues me like no one else has before. She has crawled under my skin in just a few short weeks. After I got to know her a little better, I came to the conclusion she is a lot like me in many ways. She has no filter when it comes to saying what’s on her mind, except she knows when to say it and when not to, unlike me. I say what I have to say when I want to. Maybe it’s the lawyer in me.
    Once Adam and Erin’s wedding date was set and I knew Shelby was coming back, for the first time in my life I had no desire to touch another woman. Two months without sex is a record for me since I lost my virginity to our next door neighbor at age fourteen. Not my best performance by far. Clumsy as all hell, I had no clue what I was doing… but damn, did it feel good. Been addicted to it ever since.
    Now I want no one else but her. Her and her beautiful mind, body, and soul. I am going to make her mine. Mine . Can a man like me want only one woman to settle down with for the rest of his life? Can I turn a new leaf and commit? Will Shelby even want to commit to me? Fucking hell, this is the kind of shit I have tried to avoid my entire adult life. Women! They fuck with your damn mind, twist your ass all up. She’s done that to me and she doesn’t even realize it.
    Jesus Christ, Antonio! You don’t even know what’s going through her head or how she even feels. And don’t forget the fact that she is leaving here in two short weeks.
    Damn it. I need a drink.
    Trying to walk with a hard on is not the easiest thing to do, I realize, as I adjust my dick three times on my way toward the den. It does me no good. When I saw her tonight in that sexy dress, my dick got so hard that he hasn’t gone down all night. Even after grabbing a glass and pouring myself a double shot of my go-to guy Jack, he stays standing right at attention. 
    I stood there like a damn fool at the wedding, especially when Markus put his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Gay or not, that shit didn’t sit well with me, especially when I wanted it to be me keeping her warm. Me, and only me.
    No way was I going to stand around and not be able to do a thing about it. Never have I felt the need to walk over to someone and claim what I feel is mine. Never . Me, violent or possessive over someone who isn’t even mine? I wanted to kick my own ass. Furious as all hell, I turned around and left everyone standing there.
    I got two feet down the hall before my brother Luke searched me out and tried to calm me down. He’s the only one who knows how I feel about her. I chuckle as I throw back one last shot and set my glass down on the bar, thinking about what he said.
    “Don’t