Raw (Erotic Romance) (5 page)

Daring to walk through the trees and introduce herself, Natalya wet her lips, feeling both her mouth and throat go dry.  She slowly walked closer as he remained absorbed in his work.  Staring in open admiration as he stacked a pile of heavy logs, she moved forward until she was directly behind him.

“Um, hello,” she said hesitantly.

The man jumped in shock before turning around to face Natalya with a ferocious expression on his face.  His eyes were sea green with luxurious lashes in stark contrast to his ripped body.  She shivered under his intense perusal.  His glittering green eyes took a bold trail from the plump cleavage tucked inside her sweetheart neckline to the lithe legs barely concealed by her skirt.  He continued to appraise her but said nothing.

“Hello,” Natalya tried again.  She wasn’t sure what to say next and suddenly felt very foolish.

Instead of greeting her, the woodworker demanded, “What are you doing here?”

Swallowing nervously, she tried not to stare at the sensual cut of his mouth or the distracting perfection of his chest.  Summoning her composure, she replied honestly, “I came here to see the beast.”

His expression hardened, and his eyes took on a cold detachment.  “Oh really?  And did you find him?”

“No,” she replied, anxiously wringing her hands together.  She glanced past the trees and noticed a small cabin a few feet away from where they stood.  “But maybe I’m getting closer!  That has to be the beast’s cabin over there,” Natalya reasoned as his face assumed a sardonic quality.

“That’s
my
cabin,” he informed.  “There’s no beast in this forest.  But I’ve heard the rumors as well.  Shouldn’t believe everything you hear.”

“Oh, so it was just gossip?” Natalya wondered aloud.

“Just sleazy gossip,” the man confirmed, finally setting his axe down.

“Well, I’m sorry to bother you.  I guess I should be getting back home.  I live outside the forest, so I should…”

“You should come inside my cabin and have a hot cup of coffee,” the man finished for her.

Without waiting for her reply, he turned and strode towards the cabin.  Natalya knew that she could either bolt and run in the other direction…or she could follow the stranger.  She chose to follow the compelling stranger.

He held the door open for her as she walked inside.  Her heart leapt as he slammed and dead bolted the door behind them.  He looked enormous inside the one-room cabin.  With the last rays of sun filtering through the window, he appeared very dangerous as well.  Natalya felt her heart palpitate, but now she wasn’t sure if it was from burning desire or icy fear.

Silently, the stranger walked a few steps to a cramped nook that apparently served as his kitchen.  Natalya stood by the door, debating whether she should
unlock it and run free before the sun completely vanished.  The man was an enigma, gorgeous but so unfriendly.

Wearing a grim expression, he brought her a steaming hot mug.  She accepted it, and their fingers touched briefly.  He looked into her soft brown eyes, stunned at the electricity that he felt from that light touch.  She felt it too but focused her attention on the mug, pressing her lips to it and sipping the hot beverage.  The coffee he brewed was aromatic and surprisingly tasty.

“Delicious coffee,” she murmured as he nodded his head curtly.

An unseasonal gale blew through the open window, and Natalya wondered why he didn’t put a shirt on.  Wasn’t he getting chilly?  Being shirtless seemed natural to him, and he was not the least bit self-conscious.  Indeed, he was incredibly brazen as he made no effort to conceal his attraction to her.  He watched her tender lips as they drank the coffee and moistened his own lips with the tip of his tongue.

“What’s your name?” She asked, desperate to crack the intense silence.

“Rex,” he replied gruffly.

“I’m Natalya,” she supplied, trying not to become too alarmed by Rex’s harsh demeanor.

He parted his lips seductively and repeated her name, “Natalya.  That sounds like a song.”

“Um, thank you,” she replied, assuming he had just given her a compliment, but his voice was so rough it was hard to be sure.

“Why did you come here today, Natalya?” He asked bluntly.

“I told you why before.  I was looking…”

“Yes, what were you looking for?  I mean,
really
looking for?” Rex probed, penetrating her with his gaze.

She paused for a beat and digested the question.  Since breaking up with her fianc
é, Natalya had been craving male attention…and not getting any inside her lonely cottage.  Searching for a beast in the forest was an escape from her humdrum life.

“I was looking for adventure, I guess,” she admitted.

“And danger?” He prodded.  “And the unexpected?”

“Maybe,” she said uncertainly, slurping her coffee as his lips twisted into the first signs of a grin.

His mouth hardened again as he continued, “And perhaps also looking for passion?  With a stranger?”

“Uh, I-I don’t know,” she stammered even as her pulse quickened at the prospect of a passionate encounter with this hard bodied woodsman.

“Natalya, come sit with me by the fireplace.  I’ll stoke a fire,” he invited in a deep, intimate tone.

Setting the cup of coffee down, she followed him to the fireplace where he tossed in a few logs and lit a blaze.  He gestured for her to sit down on a cushion.  To her astonishment, instead of sitting down, he slowly unzipped his jeans and pulled them down.  He was wearing no underwear…and he was fully hard.
She gaped at the startling sight of his arousal.

Both offended and enflamed, she sprung to her feet and tried to dodge him as she made a run for the door.  He held up an arm as hard as a steel bar and stopped her.  “Do you really want to go?”

“No,” she whispered as he regarded her fiercely.  “But I really should go…”

“I think you really should stay.  You came here looking for passion and adventure, Natalya.  And you’ve found it,” he coaxed.

“But being with a stranger is just a fantasy.  I have to go,” she argued as his green eyes supplicated her to stay.

Sensing that she was about to leave, he resorted to pleading and shared a morsel of his life that had been a guarded secret until now.  “Please,” he rasped, “I haven’t been with a woman in six years.  Won’t you have mercy on me?”

She stared at him incredulously, not sure whether his claim or his request was more outrageous.  Or maybe it was her response to his hoarse plea that was outrageous.  Natalya felt her body tingle as her eyes lowered to his massive cock that was pulsating in the firelight.  She hadn’t even partially disrobed yet.  How hard would this virile man be if she were naked like him?  Instead of wondering, she let go of her inhibitions and decided to find out.

Reaching around for the zipper of her dress, she seductively slid out of the garment as he watched hungrily.  Left in a purple lace bra and matching panties, she looked edible to his deprived manhood.  He willed himself not to salivate as she confidently peeled off her bra and revealed a pair of round breasts with pert mauve nipples.  His cock twitched without his consent as she slipped out of the panties and tossed them a few inches away from the fire.  He
couldn’t stop his mouth from watering as he peered down at her womanhood and the delicate lips that were dewy with desire…

SCARLET CHILL

Scarlet Chill’s racy stories all have the underlying theme of a woman taking control of her sexuality and expressing it without apology.  The name Scarlet Chill symbolizes the excitement of contrasting sensations: fire & ice, bitter & sweet, soft & rough.

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