by Peyton Banks
“Thanks, Mom. See you later.” Lexi turned around and waved as they walked toward Joy’s truck. “I’ll try not to stay out too late.”
Joy muttered a curse.
“Joy, what about you? Will the sheep be bringing you home again?” Georgy asked.
Joy closed her eyes and paused. She breathed in deeply, spinning to face her mother. She plastered on a smile and hoped there weren’t a ton of questions.
“I’m not sure. Don’t wait up.” Joy blew her a kiss and laughed.
Georgy’s eyebrows rose sharply. She folded her arms and shook her head.
“Come on, sis,” Lexi said. She wrapped her arm around Joy’s shoulders and pulled her toward the car. “You are telling me everything,” she whispered in Joy’s ear.
They arrived at the truck and got in. Georgy was still standing on the porch, watching them while Joy started the engine and drove away.
“Why do I feel like I’m going to be in trouble when I return home?” Joy muttered. The truck flew down the dirt road leading to the main one.
“Okay. Out with it,” Lexi demanded.
“Bossy,” Joy murmured. She had to fight to keep the smile from overtaking her. What could she tell her sister that was rated PG?
“So, you and Wade?” Lexi asked incredulously.
Joy glanced over at Lexi and found her waiting for a reply.
She shrugged. “It sort of happened.”
“And Mom knows?”
“Yes,” Joy groaned. She tightened her hands on the wheel. She slowed the vehicle down so she could turn onto the highway. “You know that woman has interrogation skills that would rival the CIA.”
Lexi let down her window. Joy did the same to allow the warm summer air in. It felt good to get something about Wade off her chest.
“Don’t think you are getting out of telling me the dirty details.” Lexi elbowed her slightly.
Joy giggled and shook her head. She wasn’t spilling any details.
“Is it true about the Brooks brothers?”
“What have you heard?” Joy gasped. She looked over at her sister, who sat with her arms folded, and her lips twisted up in a smirk.
“How can I not hear? You do realize we are from Shady Springs, Colorado, where secrets don’t exist,” Lexi cackled.
“I don’t kiss and tell.” Joy raised her chin. She was a lady, and did not share her sexual exploits with people, especially not her younger sister.
“So there was kissing?” Lexi shoved her with her elbow again. “You are such a prude. At least tell me, was he good in bed? Left you walking bowlegged? Rearranged your insides?”
Joy rolled her eyes. What was up with this younger generation? They were only five years apart, but sometimes, Joy felt ancient compared to Lexi.
But if she didn’t share something with her pesky sibling, Joy would never hear the end of it.
“Let’s just say, after I drop you off, I’m heading straight to his house, and I do not plan to come home.”
Lexi howled and danced in her seat. Joy burst out laughing at her sister’s antics. She loved when Lexi came home. No one in the house would understand what Joy was going through. Lexi always had an open mind and never judged.
That was what she loved about her sister.
“Calm down,” Joy said.
“How can I? My sister is banging the very fine Wade Brooks.”
“Lexi Whitaker!” Joy exclaimed.
“Saving a horse, riding a cowboy, are we?” Lexi had tears streaming down her face.
Joy shook her head, but couldn’t hold back the laughter. Her sister was crazy, and if she didn’t know any better, Lexi must have pregamed before leaving the house.
“Who all is going out with y’all?” Joy asked, trying to change the subject.
Lexi settled back and calmed down. “Karin, Toi, Nora, and Rasheeda,” she rattled off.
“Girls’ night.” Joy wagged her eyebrows at Lexi.
“I would ask if you want to come, but I’m sure a dick appointment outweighs girls’ night any day!”
“Lexi!”
14
Wade tore his mouth from Joy’s. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her the second he’d stepped out of the restaurant. Just the sight of her brought up the intense attraction he had for her.
The minute he’d dropped off Carson and his father at the main house, he’d sped home to ready his place for her. He needed to tidy up his living room before she arrived.
His doorbell had rung. He’d opened the door, and before he knew it, she’d taken two steps into his house when he’d practically pounced on her.
Wade stared down into Joy’s big brown orbs. His heart raced, and his cock was drilling a hole in his pants, demanding to be released.
“Joy, I don’t know what you do to me,” he admitted. He held her face in his hands and slid his thumb over her smooth skin. It was the God’s honest truth. He had never had this strong of a reaction to someone.
Her gaze dropped down to his waist, then returned to his. Her swollen lips spread into a wide grin.
“I can sort of guess what I do to you,” she quipped.
She pressed against his erection, eliciting a growl from him.
He swooped down and kissed her again. This time, it wasn’t gentle.
Her moan echoed through the air, and it fanned the fire of his desire for her. His brain was a scrambled mess, and he was being led by his other head.
He was desperate to feel her moist channel wrapped around him. A shudder passed through him with the anticipation of being balls deep inside of her.
Just the thought of being inside her again had him flattening her against the door.
Joy’s fingers threaded into his hair and gripped the strands tight. He ignored the stinging pain as she held on to him. He tilted his head to the side and deepened the kiss.
He dropped his hands down to the edge of her shirt and lifted it up. The kiss was interrupted for a brief moment as they worked together to rid themselves of their shirts.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Wade murmured, taking her in. As always, her breasts were encased in fancy lingerie. This time in a bright-pink bra that did little to hide her dark areolae and beaded nipples. He reached up and cupped her mounds, rubbing her nipples.
“You make me feel beautiful with the way you look at me,” she whispered.
He paused, flicking his gaze to hers. He was shocked by her words.
Didn’t she know how gorgeous she was?
How could she not?
There was no way on God’s green earth that Joy Whitaker didn’t know she was the total package.
Beautiful, brains, and a certified cowgirl.
“Darlin’, everything about you is downright sexy.” He slid his hand up to her neck and brought her closer to him. He covered her mouth with his, giving her a deep, passionate kiss. He wanted her to know exactly how he felt about her.
Soon, both of them were naked, with a pile of clothes resting on the floor around them. There would be no time to rush into the bedroom. Wade’s stiff cock would make walking almost unimaginable. He groaned and hitched a hand behind her knee, hefting her up against the door again, allowing his weight to keep her there safely.
Joy automatically wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles together. She pressed close to him, nipping his chin, and leaving a trail of kisses along his jawline.
“Wade,” she moaned. Her hands dove into his hair again as their lips connected.
He couldn’t get enough of the taste of her.
Wade’s body was heating up. Every touch, moan, and caress of her hands on him was sending tremors through him.
He was blown away by their connection.
Who would have known they had so much chemistry?
Deep inside him, there was a fierce ache to claim her, to make her his. He didn’t know where this urge came from, but he liked it.
He didn’t want any other man to think she was available. He’d caught the
stares of the men in the restaurant looking at her while she’d walked through it.
That had riled something in him. He had wanted to march over to each table and issue a stern warning that she was off the market.
She was his, and he wanted the entire world to know.
“Damn, Joy. I need to be inside you.” His voice was strained. He was trying to control himself, and not go barbaric on her.
Joy ran her hands over his shoulders, kneading the taut muscles. Her small hands landed on his face. She cupped his jaw and smiled at him.
“Take me, Wade. Make me yours.” Her breasts were crushed between them.
He held her up against the door and used his other hand to guide the blunt tip of his cock to her entrance.
He groaned. Her labia was slick with her sweet honey. It coated the head of his cock, and he could have wept with how wet she was.
Her body was so responsive to his.
Her folds parted as he pressed forward. Wade held her steady while he slid inch by inch inside her, until he was completely buried in her channel.
Wade refused to take his eyes off her face. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were parted. If he could describe the reaction of ecstasy, he would say it was written all over her face.
He grew harder watching her.
He held still at first, allowing her to adjust to his size. Her inner muscles contracted around him. He wasn’t sure if she had done it on purpose, or if it was an automatic response, but he loved it.
Wade stirred, no longer able to hold still. He gripped her legs firmly as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck.
“Yes,” Joy hissed.
She threw her head back, giving him access to her neck. He lowered his head and trailed kisses over the smooth expanse of skin. He nipped it, but then soothed it with his tongue.
He drove deeper inside with each thrust. Her gasps and moans were driving him insane.
They moved together. Joy rotated her hips against his, allowing him to slide farther inside her. He gasped, thrusting harder and faster.
Wade loved hearing her chant his name.
She pulled his face to hers and slammed her lips onto his. The kiss was feral and wild. His arousal for her grew, sending him into a frenzy. This kiss, he allowed her to dominate. Her tongue pushed forth inside his mouth, sweeping in to taunt his.
His orgasm was racing to him, and Wade refused to come without her. Lifting herself higher, she released a cry.
“Oh, God!” Joy screamed out. Her body shook as she reached her climax. Her eyes were clenched shut, her skin flushed.
It was the most magnificent sight Wade had ever witnessed.
He continued to pound himself into her, crying out while her muscles clamped down on him. He gripped her tight, finally able to let go.
He shouted, his release spilling from him when he paused and buried himself in her fully.
They held each other. Wade refused to move. He was right where he was supposed to be at the moment, and didn’t want to ever leave.
Joy let loose a sigh and basked in the afterglow of the most mind-blowing sex she’d ever had. Wade Brooks just kept surprising her, and she didn’t know what to expect from him.
They had finally made it over to the couch and crashed on it. He had dragged a soft blanket over them. Her skin practically tingled from their explosive lovemaking.
The television somehow got turned on, but neither of them were paying attention to it. Wade’s living room fit him. The last time she had been at his house, she’d only seen a couple of rooms.
The living room was surprisingly spacious, with large windows lining the walls. In the daytime, she was sure it would be bright and airy. The reclaimed wood panels on the ceiling were the highlight, along with the enormous fireplace. It would be cozy in the wintertime, with a huge fire roaring while she and Wade snuggled on the couch.
Her eyes widened upon realizing she was already making plans for the future.
Joy blew out a deep breath and played with the hairs on his chest.
“What’s wrong?” Wade’s voice rumbled beneath her ears.
She hesitated, unsure if she should be honest.
Never had she been one to hold back her feelings, so she decided to just go ahead and share what was on her mind.
“I’ve just been thinking that I don’t know what to make of us. Do we tell our families and friends? Is this thing between us a secret?” She lifted her head and stared into Wade’s eyes. They may have come to a truce, but their families certainly hadn’t. Junior’s comments at dinner came to mind, and she winced.
“What do you want us to be? I do need to know.” His voice lightened as a smile played on his lips. “You can’t just use my body any way you want.”
Joy burst out laughing. She buried her head against his chest. He pulled her into the crook of his arm.
“I’m being serious,” she muttered.
Wade sifted his fingers through her hair, and his smile disappeared.
“We aren’t our parents, or our grandparents. There are things they could learn from us. Everything was solved by breaking bread together and talking.” He entwined their fingers.
“Let’s see where this goes, taking it a day at a time. My father is as stubborn as yours,” she murmured. How she was going to break the news to her father that she was sleeping with a Brooks was still a mystery. “You know what my father wants.”
She paused, unsure if she should have shared that.
“I know.” He sighed, running a hand over his face. “But there is nothing I can do. My father is still in charge of everything on the ranch, and I know he won’t sell.”
Joy nodded and snagged her lip with her teeth.
“But let’s not talk about our fathers,” Wade suggested. “What do you say? You and me?” he asked softly.
“Yes,” she whispered without hesitation.
Wade grinned and leaned down, pressing a kiss to her mouth. Joy’s lips parted immediately to grant his tongue entrance.
Joy moaned and pushed her naked form to Wade’s. Her breasts were crushed against his firm chest.
Wade’s hand disappeared underneath the blanket and cupped her bottom. He pulled back from her, his smile gentle. “I can think of an activity to take our minds off land agreements and such.”
The teasing glint in his eyes had Joy grinning along with him.
“I can too.” Joy pushed the Whitaker-Brooks strife to the back of her mind.
Wade’s hard length brushed against her.
“What are you thinking?” he asked. His eyebrows rose high.
She moved the cover away and winked at him. She smoothed her hand across his chiseled abdomen and captured his manhood.
“I know something that we will both enjoy and occupy our time.” She stroked his long length.
Wade’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment before they reopened. He licked his lips and reached for her.
“What is that?” He guided her face to his and took her lips in a bruising kiss. His cock swelled in her hand, and he grasped her closer to him. She continued running hers up the smooth shaft.
Joy broke the kiss. Her breaths were coming hard, but then again, Wade’s kisses always left her that way. With a wink, she pushed off the couch and knelt down to where she was at eye level with his magnificent cock. It was a beautiful one. Wide, lengthy, and perfectly shaped.
She glanced up and found Wade staring at her intently. Not breaking the stare, she licked the mushroom tip, tasting his saltiness.
A moan slipped from her.
Wade’s chest was rising and falling rapidly.
“Jesus,” he whispered.
She guided the tip into her mouth, sealing her lips around him. A groan sliced through the air. This time, it was Wade’s. Joy’s heart beat erratically with the thought of bringing him as much pleasure as he had given her.
She introduced as much as she could into her mouth and slid her hand along him, setting a steady rhythm.
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sp; A tremor rippled through Wade. Joy’s eyes fluttered closed, and she concentrated on her current task.
She wanted to please him. To worship his shaft that had given her so much pleasure.
Wade threaded his fingers through her hair, gently guiding her. His hips moved, thrusting his length deeper into her mouth.
His groans filled the air, and his movements quickened.
“I’m not ready to come yet,” Wade gasped. He tugged on her hair, pulling her off of him.
She released his cock with a pout. “But I wasn’t done.”
He took her by her arm and tugged her up and over him to where her legs straddled him.
“For now, you are.” He lined up the tip of his cock to her opening. Wade’s fingers dug into her hips, and he drew her down on him.
He impaled her with his long rod, and she released a moan.
“You feel so good inside me,” she whimpered. Joy rocked her hips, loving the sensation of the fullness she got from Wade being buried inside her.
She leaned down, pressing a kiss to his lips. Wade wrapped an arm around her and thrust his hips up, sending him deeper.
Joy cried out, but it was captured by Wade’s mouth. He continued kissing her while she rode him. Her hands rested on the arm of the couch.
Her hips moved on their own. Joy panted, her body growing sensitive to the sensations coursing through it.
Wade took control of their lovemaking, guiding her up and down his length. He shifted positions by sitting higher, sending him deeper.
Joy’s moans grew louder. He consumed her completely.
She pulled up before sinking back down on Wade. The flames of her desire were growing.
She needed more.
Wade pumped harder, his growls echoing around them.
They were both panting, their bodies slick with sweat.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” Wade growled. “Ride me, cowgirl.”
He slipped a hand down between them, and she stiffened when his thumb met her clit.
“Wade,” she chanted while digging her nails into the furniture, trying to contain herself. She teetered on the edge of her orgasm, no longer able to keep it at bay.
Wade pressed against her little bud, and she detonated. “Aaahh!”
