Alex

by Cheyenne McCray

  “I’m so glad to hear your voice. I was worried.” Relief filled Trace’s tone. “Although I really should know better. You’d kick anyone’s ass who tried to mess with you.”

  Like she had with Alex—riiiiight. “Don’t you know it, MacLeod. Or should I say Lawless now?”

  Alex took that moment to raise his head and start suckling one of her nipples. Nicole’s pussy grew even wetter around Alex’s cock, and she shuddered from the sensations of his hot, wet mouth on her.

  Trace laughed. “My maid of honor isn’t likely to have forgotten that.” She paused as Alex suckled loudly at Nicole’s other nipple. “What’s that noise?”

  “Ah, must be the connection.” Nicole tried to squirm away from Alex, but he had a tight hold on her.

  “What happened, anyway?” Trace asked as Alex lightly bit Nicole’s nipple, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out from the pain and pleasure of it.

  “Long story.” Nicole couldn’t hold back a moan fast enough as Alex started thrusting his hips, his big cock driving deep into her core.

  There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and then Trace said, “Um, I bet it’s a good one. I think there may not be any need for a trip to the nightclubs after all.”

  Despite the fact that Alex was fucking her while she was on the telephone, and she was about to come, Nicole managed to keep her voice steady. “Yeah. Well…”

  She glanced down at Alex’s blond head as he continued to suckle her nipples, from one to the other. “I’ll explain later.”

  Trace laughed. “Oh, you bet you will, girlfriend. Catie and I will be waiting.”

  Nicole barely had the chance to say “Bye,” and punch the off button before an orgasm broke over her in multiple waves. She cried out, her body trembling against Alex’s with each crest. Thank God she hadn’t screamed her release into the telephone for Trace to hear.

  Nicole rocked against Alex, riding out the waves, her head light from the strength of her climax. “You are one devil of a man.”

  “You don’t know the half of it, hon.” Alex pushed himself up so that they faced one another with her astride his lap. He brought his mouth to hers in a deep and passionate kiss that made her mind whirl and her pussy throb around his cock.

  When he pulled away, he said, “On your knees, woman.”

  Again, Nicole found herself turned on by his dominance, something that surprised her. She gave him a wicked grin and slipped from his lap. She positioned herself on her hands and knees on the braided rug.

  Alex grabbed a couple of thick pillows from the couch and propped them under Nicole’s hips, forcing her ass up higher and spreading her wide open to him. He lightly stroked her folds with one finger and she groaned. “I’ve never seen a prettier pussy.”

  “You all talk, cowboy?” Nicole looked over her shoulder. “Or are you going to put your money where your mouth is?”

  “I’ve got a better idea where to put my mouth.” Alex grasped her thighs with his big hands, lowered his head and swiped his tongue over her folds.

  Nicole groaned, louder this time. “God, that feels good.”

  “And hell, if you’re not the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” he murmured before licking and sucking at her pussy some more.

  Alex not only enjoyed her taste, but her female musk and the way she moaned. The noises she made when he licked her pussy and when he fucked her made him harder than ever. She was a screamer, and that turned him on to no end.

  “Fuck me.” She rocked her hips back and forth. “I want that big cock of yours back inside my pussy.”

  A guy couldn’t say no to that. Alex rose up, grasped his erection in his hand and placed it at the entrance to her core. He grabbed her hips with both hands and thrust fast and deep.

  Nicole gave a loud cry and pushed back against him. “Damn, you’re good, Grand.”

  “You ain’t seen nothing yet, hon.” Alex began thrusting in and out of Nicole’s pussy. The sound of flesh against flesh echoed in the room along with the scent of her juices and his come.

  Nicole couldn’t believe how good sex was with Alex. She’d never imagined it would be anything like this. She’d have fucked him long ago if she’d realized how wild it would be, just to have a good ride now and again.

  Her large breasts swung with every thrust of his hips and her nipples scraped the rug, making them even more sensitized. The feel of his hard body slapping against hers and his cock driving in and out of her was almost too much.

  Nicole’s orgasm came out of nowhere, just like that thunderstorm. She screamed, letting the strength of her climax power her cry.

  Alex rammed her harder, her scream damn near making him come. “Wouldn’t be surprised if the ranch hands heard that one all the way to the bunkhouse.”

  He could still feel the aftershocks of Nicole’s orgasm gripping his cock. “Bet they wish they were getting some.”

  Just the thought of any other man touching her made him fighting mad. “And not a one of them will,” he said through gritted teeth.

  Nicole just moaned louder as he pounded into her harder. She took all he gave her, and he knew she’d take even more. Heat rushed his body, burning him like wildfire. His balls drew up tight and his cock jerked. His climax powered through him and he shouted from the strength of it. He pumped in and out of her sweet pussy a few times more, then tilted his head back as the last of his come emptied into her channel.

  With a groan of satisfaction, he relaxed against Nicole’s back. He wrapped his arms around her waist and said, “You belong to me now, Landford.”

  She pushed back against him. Alex rolled onto his side taking her with him, and his cock slid out of her pussy. He allowed her to turn around in his arms so that she was facing him. Her blonde hair was mussed and fire lit her eyes. Her breasts pressed against his chest and he draped his leg over her hip so that their bodies were flush. Their skin was slick with sweat and the musk of their sex was thick in the air.

  Nicole didn’t know what to make of the man. “Are you always this possessive after a good fuck?”

  The corner of his mouth quirked. He raised his hand and tweaked her nipple. “Only when it’s you I’m fucking. I’m staking my claim.”

  A strange thrill skipped through her belly, but she did her best to ignore it. She was a free spirit, she reminded herself. No ties, no commitments.

  She studied him for a moment. She’d truly never realized just what a fine-looking cowboy Alex was. He had a strong jaw, firm lips and a day’s stubble on his jaw. His skin was tanned and weatherworn and the corners of his eyes crinkled when he smiled. Right now he had a serious expression on his rugged face and she tried to make out what it was all about.

  She tilted her head and met his hazel gaze head-on. “I don’t know what to make of you.” She shifted and felt his semi-hard cock against her belly. “We’ve been fighting since we were in elementary school.”

  Alex moved his hand from her nipple to a strand of her blonde hair. “I’ve wanted you just as long.” His expression went from serious to amused. “Although then I didn’t want you the same way I’ve wanted you once I was a teenager and started jacking off to porn magazines.”

  Heat rushed Nicole and she felt a tingle in her pussy. “You’ve fantasized about me while you’ve masturbated?”

  His finger trailed along her jaw to her lips. “Yep.”

  Now, if that wasn’t a turn-on, she didn’t know what was. At least he’d said he’d wanted her, as in wanted to fuck her, not anything more serious than that. But he was getting way deeper than she wanted to go.

  “So, you got anything for me to wear in this place?” She jerked her finger in the direction of the ruined blue cloth. “Seems someone ripped the hell out of my dress.”

  “It was damned good, wasn’t it, hon,” he said as a statement, not a question.

  “Yeah.” Her voice was softer than she liked it. “I can’t say I’ve ever been fucked so hard in all my life.”

  “
I know.” He ground his hips against hers. “And I’ll be the last man you ever fuck again.”

  Chapter Five

  “Give me a break, Grand.” Irritated, Nicole rolled out of his embrace and pushed herself to her feet. “You’re so full of shit.”

  Alex propped himself on one elbow and gave her an unrepentant grin. “Just telling it like it is.”

  Why did he have to look so damn sexy? His blond hair mussed, his hazel eyes dark and mysterious, and that body. Lord a-mighty but he was fine. Lean and fit, and built like a cowboy should be.

  Nicole crossed her arms beneath her breasts, which naturally raised them up, and she almost grinned at the way his cock went from semi-hard to rigid just like that. “Listen, cowboy. After all that wild sex, I’m hungry, so why don’t you feed me? After I take a shower and you give me something to wear.”

  Alex got to his feet in a lithe movement and reached her in a single stride. He gripped her arms then ran his hands from her elbows to her shoulders and back, making goose bumps roughen her skin. “You’re sexy as hell in what you’re wearing now.”

  She looked up at the white ceiling and then back to Alex. “Men. All you want to see are my boobs bouncing as I walk around, and maybe to bend me over the kitchen table and fuck me again.”

  His eyes darkened. “Don’t tempt me.” He released her and turned toward a hallway leading from the large living room. “Come on. I’ll show you where the shower is and find you something to wear.”

  Nicole followed him, enjoying the view. The muscles in his tight ass flexed as he walked. She wanted to bite that ass in the worst way. She remembered a bumper sticker she’d seen recently, Cowboy Butts Drive Me Nuts.

  Damn straight.

  He took her to what was obviously the master bedroom, and it definitely had that “lived in” look to it. Clothes were draped over a chair, boots kicked off in a corner, a belt curled up on bureau, a gray felt Stetson hanging on a hat rack.

  “Some bachelor pad you’ve got here.” Nicole sidestepped a pair of Wranglers lying in a crumpled heap.

  “Maid’s day off.” He stopped in front of a closet, pulled out one of his large denim shirts, and tossed it to her. “Hope this’ll do.”

  “It’ll be fine.” Nicole caught the shirt and held it to her chest. “Now about that shower?”

  Alex gestured to the doorway behind him, which she had already assumed led to the bathroom. “Help yourself to whatever you need.”

  She moved within inches of him and ran her fingers along his cock. “What if I need this again?”

  His hazel eyes grew greener yet. “Woman, you’re asking for it.”

  She laughed as she passed him, then yelped when he swatted her ass.

  After a nice, hot shower, Nicole toweled off, slipped on Alex’s shirt, and snapped it up. She was a full-figured gal with large breasts, but his shirt still hung loose on her. It reached just below her ass and she also had to roll up the sleeves.

  After she towel-dried her hair, she paused to look at herself in the mirror. A flush tinged her cheeks pink and her eyes were even more blue-green than normal. Apparently sex with Alex agreed with her.

  She shook her head. “Who’d have thought I’d end up getting laid by Alex Grand?” Not that he hadn’t tried to get her attention over the years. But she’d never thought they could do anything more than fight. Whenever they were in the same room they always ended up arguing about something—politics, sports, you name it. When she thought about it, he had seemed to get great pleasure out of stirring her up and making her flaming mad.

  Well, one thing for sure—if he fucked her like that for the next month, she’d likely not walk straight for a good long time.

  Feeling nicely sore and well-sated, Nicole slipped through the bedroom, back to the living room, and followed her nose to the kitchen. Smells of fresh brewed coffee, frying bacon and eggs, and even the smell of burnt toast, made her stomach growl like mad.

  Nicole grinned when she saw Alex shoveling almost black bacon and extremely overcooked eggs onto a couple of plates. Blackened toast popped up out of the toaster and the coffee smelled thick and strong. He was wearing only his Wranglers, which molded his tight ass to perfection. What a sexy sight he was.

  “Whatcha doing there, cowboy?” Nicole said as she peered over his shoulder.

  He tossed a look to her and gave a quirky grin. “It’s not much, but it’s grub.”

  Nicole tried not to laugh at his cooking skills. “Well, let’s eat then.”

  Alex grabbed an almost empty container of margarine and a half-full jar of strawberry jam, and set them on the table. Then they carried plates of food to the round oak table in the kitchen. He left to grab a couple of mugs and the coffee, returned and poured them each a cup before settling in one of the oak chairs.

  She cocked an eyebrow. “Planning to be up all night?”

  His gaze met hers and a sexy smile curved his lips. “What do you think?”

  She couldn’t help the thrill that tingled from her nipples to her pussy. “Only if you’re lucky.”

  Alex smiled and picked up a strip of the charred bacon. “It’s decaf. Drink up.”

  Nicole had never had worse-tasting food, but for some reason she found herself enjoying it thoroughly. The back and forth banter between them during the meal had her going from red-hot mad over what he thought of the president, to laughing at the stories he told. She especially liked the one about the greenhorn cowboy who managed to bind himself to the calf he was trying to hogtie for branding. She laughed so hard she almost choked on a mouthful of burnt toast and Alex had to pat her back. He obviously didn’t know his own strength because he darn near caused her face to end up in her eggs.

  Rain continued to patter on the roof and Nicole heard steady drips from the eaves onto the patio. The night was ink black, but through the sliding glass doors leading from the kitchen to the backyard she could see the bunkhouse lights in the distance. Just the thought of Alex taking her at the kitchen table and the cowboys watching sent a thrill through her belly. She’d never considered herself an exhibitionist, but there was a first time for everything. And she was a woman who unabashedly enjoyed sex.

  Alex could hardly keep his mind on his meal. From the moment she’d walked into the kitchen with that just-got-fucked look, wearing his denim shirt, he’d wanted her all over again. It was damned hard trying to eat while his cock was making his jeans too tight to breathe.

  He purposefully baited her with topics he knew she felt strongly about, just to see the fire in her eyes. And God, how he loved the way she laughed, a strong healthy laugh, not some simpering girlish giggle.

  When they were finished eating, Nicole insisted on washing the dishes, including the ones he had let stack up. He wasn’t much of a cook or a housekeeper, but he did know a good woman when he found her.

  While she filled the sink with soapy water, he came up behind her and nuzzled her neck and ran his hands along the curve of her waist.

  She shivered beneath his touch. “You can rinse off and dry.”

  He moved his hands over her hips to the bottom of the shirt and rubbed her thighs. “What if I’d rather take you right here and now?”

  Nicole turned in his arms, wielding a handful of bubbles. “Don’t make me use these.”

  Alex chuckled and scooped up some of the bubbles on his finger and touched them to her nose. “You’re so damn cute when you’re mad.”

  “Hmph.” Nicole rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. “You just get busy.”

  He had to search the laundry room but found a clean dishtowel crumpled in a basket of laundry he’d just done. When he returned, Nicole already had a sink full of dishes washed and was rinsing and putting them in the drying rack. Alex made short work of the clean dishes, drying them as quickly as possible and putting them into his cupboards.

  “How’s the bed-and-breakfast these days?” Alex put another plate into the cabinet.

  “Keeping me busy.” Nicole washed a couple of
forks, rinsed them off and put them into the rack. She pulled the stopper out of the sink and let the dirty water flow down the drain. “Joshua is taking care of business while I’m out for the night.”

  Alex dried off the silverware and slid it into a drawer. Without drying off his hands, he took Nicole by the waist and brought her close to him, so that her body was flush with his. “Better call Josh and let him know you’ll be gone for the weekend.”

  Nicole placed her hands against Alex’s chest. “I don’t think so.”

  “Uh-huh.” He lowered his mouth and brushed her lips with his. “You’re mine until I let you go.”

  Nicole shivered at the promise in Alex’s voice. Despite the fact that she’d never let any man tell her what to do, again his dominance was turning her on. It was like he was making her his prisoner for the weekend.

  The bet, that was it. He was helping her fulfill the bet with her cousins.

  Yeah. Right.

  She moved her palms up his smooth chest to his shoulders. “You planning to make me your sex slave or something?”

  “Sex slave.” Alex’s voice rumbled with desire. “I like the sound of that.”

  “Then what’s holding you back…Master.”

  Alex growled, his eyes flaring with obvious lust. He grasped her waist and in an effortless movement lifted her and placed her ass on the wet countertop. It was the perfect height.

  He ripped open the snaps on the denim shirt she was wearing and undid the fastening on his Wranglers in just seconds. And he wasn’t wearing any underwear this time.

  His luscious cock sprang out and Nicole licked her lips. She didn’t have time to even think before he thrust into her, burying himself deep inside.

  Nicole gripped the edge of the countertop as she watched his length, slick with her juices, moving in and out of her pussy.

  “You feel so good, cowboy.” Nicole’s eyes met his. “Don’t know why we didn’t do this before.”

  Alex braced his hands on either side of her. “Wasn’t for a lack of trying on my part.” He kissed her so hard and so fiercely her pussy flooded with more moisture. “Just took you awhile to figure it out.”