ELowell – Too Hot to Handle

Don’t be ridiculous, she told herself. It’s the same moon that you ‘11 see tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. Same world. Same everything. Except Reever and the Sundance. They’ll be gone. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

It tore me apart to watch, but I had to know you were all right. I wanted to go to you, help you, and I knew if I went any closer, I would take you down into that soft grass and love you until you didn’t know where you were, who you were, until you could touch me and not know whether it was my skin or yours you were feeling, my body or yours, because we would be so deep in each other that it would be like dying and being born all over again. It’s never been like that for me with a woman, but I know it would be like that with you. I know it, and it’s tearing me apart

„I sat on that damned ridge this afternoon and I watched you through the glasses and I hated myself for hurting you like that. I watched you walk all the way back to the ranch, and I wanted you until I felt like knives were turning in me

all over you, every hot, sweet bit of you. Oh, God, green eyes, you can’t even imagine the things I want to do to that untouched body!“

It’s killing me, little one. I should be shot for even kissing you, but I want to do more than just this. I want to slide that nightshirt up your beautiful, innocent body and let you feel my hands and mouth everywhere

„Oh, God, don’t,“ he said raggedly, caressing Tory’s face with his lips, his tongue, his teeth. „Don’t move. Don’t make a sound. I thought I could trust myself, but I can’t. Not with you. And I’ll hate myself if I take you. You deserve a gold ring and sacred vows. I can’t give you that, sweet little city girl. We’re all wrong for each other that way. But I couldn’t let you leave tomorrow thinking I was cruel. Every time I had to hurt you, I bled. I’m still bleeding.“