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asking if she needed anything. None of the men made her feel
anything. She looked at them and felt like she wanted to protect the men, which
confused her more. Why would she feel protective of men she didn’t know?
    Since
her illness she’d not been responsible for anyone. Her parents had ordered her
to get well, and they’d fallen ill themselves. These men evoked such
protectiveness it startled her.
    Her
heart pounded inside her chest as a migraine started to thicken her skull.
     
     

Chapter
Six
     
    The
days passed slowly. Matt and Kris visited her as much as possible. In fact they
spent breakfast, lunch, and dinner with her. They ate so much, and they distracted
her away from the fear of what her declining health meant. Neither man touched
her other than to give her a kiss or hug her. She wanted more, and it was
getting harder for her to put her need into words.
    How
did you ask a man to sleep with you?
    Pushing
her troubled thoughts aside she returned her gaze to Kris. He’d come alone that
lunchtime. She hadn’t even started lunch.
    Cynthia
watched as Kris leaned up to grab down the large stock pot. She admired the
bulge of muscles in his arms. Her pussy grew slick with arousal. She wanted him
badly, but then she wanted Matt. He put the stock pot on the side then turned
to her. Kris grabbed her hand pulling her tight against him.
    She
went without argument, gasping when his body stopped her. He was rock hard and
pressing against her stomach. Her hands touched his stomach. She felt the
rippling of his muscles with her touch.
    “God,
you smell so fucking good. I want to lick every inch of you.” He leaned down to
her neck inhaling her.
    Matt
and Kris had a habit of sniffing her when she walked by. Her nipples beaded
when he threaded his fingers through her hair.
    “You
want me as well, don’t you, Cynthia?”
    She
whimpered her answer. Words were not for her at that moment. She didn’t know
what to say. Should she push him away or pull him closer? Her mind and body
were in a constant battle.
    “Look
at me,” he said.
    Cynthia
glanced up into his brown gaze. She frowned when she saw the amber tints of his
eyes. They had changed colour before.
    His
free hand cupped her cheek and moved down to her neck. Her pulse kicked up as
she stared into his eyes. Neither of them spoke when his hand moved down to
cover her heart beat.
    She
couldn’t pull away when his hand moved down to her breast. No man had ever
touched her like this. Staring into her eyes she wanted him to continue. His
thumb ran over the tip of her nipple making her gasp. Kris spun her fast and
pinned her against the counter. He lifted her up onto the counter so she was
eye level with him.
    His
hand moved from her breast to the strap of her dress. Without looking away from
her he pulled down the strap of her dress. Her chest heaved as he moved the
dress down farther. When her breast popped out she let out a moan. The small
breeze in the room chilled her.
    “You’re
so beautiful,” he said.
    “How
do you know? You haven’t even looked.”
    A
cheeky smiled played over his lips. “I’ll take that as an invitation.”
    Before
she could refuse his gaze moved down to her exposed breast. In one quick
movement he tore the dress from her body until she stood before him in nothing
but her conservative cotton panties.
    Biting
her lip, she stared into his eyes. He wasn’t wearing a shirt because of the
heat. A pair of jeans and a pair of work boots were all that he was wearing.
    He
was the first man to see her naked. Staring up into his eyes she was shocked by
the heat in his gaze. There was heat and something else she didn’t quite
understand.
    The
hand in her hair tightened making her gasp.
    Slowly
he pulled her close until her body pressed against his. She felt his hard chest
against her soft body. Closing her eyes she absorbed every single sensation the
contact evoked. His large arms surrounded her swamping her with his warmth.
    She
ran her hands up