“I want you,” he whispered against her lips.
“Good. I want you too.”
He sat up and spun around. Quick as lightning, he had her on her back as he hovered over her.
“Here?”
“Why not?”
“What about Ben?”
“He won’t wake up.”
“I’d rather not be caught with my pants down around my ankles by your three-year-old son.”
He kissed her, leaving her panting for more. “Let’s go into the bedroom. I wanna fuck you hard.”
“Oh yeah.”
He helped her to her feet, and then lifted her into his arms to carry her down the hall to his bedroom. “You’re going to hurt your back, doing this.”
“Please. I wrestle cattle, throw hay bales and lifted fifty pound feed sacks two at a time all day long. I can lift one little hundred and twenty pound woman like you.”
“God, I wish I weighed a hundred and twenty pounds.”
He laughed. “I’m not gonna ask how much you really weigh then.”
“A hundred and fifty.”
“Wow. Those thirty pounds will kill me!”
He acted like he stumbled under her weight. The jerk. The minute he dropped her in the middle of his bed, she scrambled up to a sitting position. He shut the door and locked it. “Come here.”
“No.”
“I said, come here.”
“I said, no.”
He growled low in his throat. The deep rumbling sound sent shivers down her back. Her panties were soaked from his manhandling.
“You’re gonna pay for that.”
“Oh?”
“I’m gonna have to punish you.”
“Say what?”
“Ever been spanked before?” he asked, stalking toward her like a cat on the prowl and she was the prey.
“You aren’t going to spank me like a child.” Her pussy clenched at the thought. What the hell? I want him to spank me?
He quickly flipped her over onto her stomach, dragged her across his legs and proceeded to spank her ass. She screamed.
“Shh. You’ll do what I tell you while you’re with me.”
His hand came down hard on her left cheek, then her right.
“If I want you to suck my cock, you will without question.” Smack. “If I tell you to take your clothes off, you’ll do it immediately.” Smack.
“All right. I will.” She sniffed back tears she hadn’t realized she’d been shedding.
He rubbed her sore cheeks, until she realized the fire in her butt had spread heat to her pussy.
“I must be crazy to want this, but it’s making me hot.”
“Ever heard of BDSM?” he asked, helping her to a sitting position.
“Some. I’ve read some books with it in it.”
“I’m not full into it, but I do like to be in control.”
“Obviously.” She rubbed her butt now that he let her sit up.
“Take your clothes off. Your answer?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“Good girl. You’ll learn my wants and needs aren’t very particular. I’m not into whips, floggers and the like, but I might want to tie you up sometimes.”
“And do what exactly?”
“Eat you out until you are so wet I could ride your ass with just the juices from your pussy.”
She’d never had a man there, but she like the sound of having him eat her out. She liked when a man did some of those things to her. Not that she’d had a lot of men in her past, but it sounded good. The few romance novels she’d read with BDSM in turned her inside out. She just wished she knew where this was going. They couldn’t have much of a relationship with her living in Houston and his life being all about the ranch. It’s a drivable distance, but not convenient for last minute sex.
“I said take off your clothes.”
She stood, unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall to the floor behind her. The bra came next. She wanted to be sexy for him, but she felt inadequate and fat. After she unhooked her bra, she let the straps slid down her arms, but held it to her breasts.
“I want to see.”
“But I have stretch marks.”
“Why?”
“I weighed a lot more a few years ago. I topped the scale at over two hundred pounds. My skin stretched to accommodate.”
“I love how you look. I’m not into skinny woman. You’ve got curves. I love curves on my women.”
“Am I your woman?”
“For now, yes.”
“I guess it’s all I can hope for, huh?”
“You know where I stand on this, Terri. We’ve talked about it.”
“I know. A girl can wish, right?”
“Don’t fall in love with me. I don’t want to break your heart.”
Too late. She sniffed back the burning of tears. I already do.
Chapter Ten
The moment she stood naked in front of him, she heard him take in a ragged breath.
“Damn, you’re beautiful.”
“Thanks.”
“I mean it.” He stood so he could move closer. With his palms, he cupped both of her breasts in his hands as if he wanted to cherish them. He stepped closer and took one turgid nipple into his mouth.
A soft moan broke from her mouth at the suction of his lips. God, I love when he sucks my nipples. She threaded her fingers into his hair, pulling his mouth closer still. His fingers rolled her other nipple while he sucked the first one until her clit throbbed with the beat of her heart. When his hand left her breast to trail down her stomach, she brought her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down to keep from screaming touch me. She spread her thighs. His fingers slipped over her mound and between her legs. She whimpered in need.
The tip of his finger grazed over her clit, tearing a tortured groan from her lips. “Yes.”
“On your back on the bed.”
Her legs wobbled as she moved to comply. She wanted this…wanted him. “You do have condoms, right?”
“As in more than one, yep.”
“Thank God.” She lay full out on the bed with her head near the top. She didn’t bother to remove the covers.
He laughed. “Greedy wench.”
“You bet when it comes to you.”
“I’m glad. I’m feelin’ kind of greedy myself tonight.”
“Can I suck you?”
“Not now. We need to take the edge off first. I’m about to blow. I probably will the moment I get inside your hot little pussy.”
“I need you, Jeff. Please.”
“I need to do somethin’ first, darlin’. I want to taste you.”
She spread her thighs as he moved to settle himself between them. The first swipe of his tongue had her hips coming up off the bed.
“Easy, darlin’.”
“God, Jeff.”
Her pussy felt on fire. She wanted him to hurry, but on the other hand, she needed him to take his time. She wanted to come. Not too fast, not too slow. It was torture, pure unadulterated torture.
Within seconds, she felt heat crawl up her legs and explode in her pelvis, tearing a muffled scream from her throat.
“Nice save, babe.”
Sweat beaded on her upper lip. Yeah, that’s sexy.
He moved over her and took her mouth with his in a deep, penetrating kiss.
“You still have your clothes on,” she murmured when they broke apart for air.
“I sure do. Now I want you to undress me.”
“Can I lick and touch?”
“All you want, darlin’.” He stood up in the middle of the room with his hands at his sides, just waiting.
She got to her feet and stopped in front of him to admire the view. His wide chest tapered to trim hips. He always seemed so cleaned and pressed when she saw him. With all of the work he did on the ranch, he never seemed to have a hair out of place. She wanted to ruffle him up.
She let her lips skim over his jawline as her hands unbuttoned each button on the front of his shi
rt, very slowly. When she reached the bottom, she pulled the material from the waistband of his jeans, letting it flutter to a rest at his waist. “I love how you taste.”
He groaned and she smiled against his skin. Torture would be sweet tonight.
The five o’clock shadow of a beard on his jaw tickled her tongue as she ran it over his skin.
He lifted his hands to touch her, but she swatted them away. “No touching. It’s my turn.” They dropped back to his sides, but he clenched his hands into fists.
With the shirt loose, she pushed it off his shoulders to reveal the breadth of his chest. No doubt about it, the man was built. Hefting hay all day sure built muscles upon muscles on his gorgeous chest. His arms bulged when she ran her hands down his biceps to push the shirt to the floor. “I love your chest.”
She reached for his belt buckle, fully aware of the ridged cock beneath her fingers. She ran her fingernail down the outside of his jeans over his cock, dragging another groan from his lips.
“You’re gonna pay for torturing me, darlin’.”
She loved when he called her that. It made her feel special…his.
“Oh, I think you love it, cowboy.”
“I do, but you’re killin’ me.”
When she had his pants undone, she pushed them as well as his boxer briefs to the floor at his feet. He’d kicked off his boots while they’d watched the movie with Ben, so they didn’t have those to deter them now.
He stepped out of his clothes, pushing them to the side with his foot. She loved him with her hands and her mouth, licking, sucking and trailing her lips from his ear, over his collarbone to his nipples. The ridged tips called to her. She flicked them with her tongue, bringing them to hard points of flesh.
Her next move was to drop to her knees and run her tongue from his balls to the tip of his cock.
“Just your mouth. No hands.”
She put her hands behind her back, determined to suck him until he exploded in her mouth. The head of his cock was soft. The whole thing was soft skin over hardened steel. She couldn’t believe he’d had the entire length inside her more than once. The man wasn’t small by any means.
With as much finesse as she could without the use of her hands, she ran her tongue around the head, up and down his shaft, licked his balls and literally made love to his cock with her mouth.
“Enough.”
She shook her head as she sucked hard.
“I’m gonna come in your mouth then.”
She nodded quickly running her tongue around the head again before she sucked the majority of his length into her mouth.
“Fuck!”
The warm, salty taste of his cum wasn’t unpleasant as it shot to the back of her throat. She swallowed every bit until his legs wobbled and he pulled himself from her mouth to collapse on the bed.
“You didn’t have to do that, darlin’.”
“I wanted to.”
“Thank you,” he said, taking her face between his hands and kissing her. “Give me a minute to recuperate and I’ll take care of you again.”
“Take care of both of us.”
“Yeah.”
She sat next to him on the bed before she scooted up to rest against the headboard. He followed her up to sit next to her, pulling her against his chest. He kissed her on the forehead much like she’d done with Ben.
Did he care for her at all? She wasn’t sure. Sometimes he seemed to let her in and then he’d shut himself off from her like he was afraid to care. He said he didn’t have a heart left to give anyone. He was wrong. She just knew he had it in him to love someone, she wasn’t sure it would be her though, especially when he found out what she’d done after she talked to Jeremiah.
* * * *
It didn’t take any time at all for him to be hard again. He had it so bad for her. Sex though, it was only sex. He couldn’t think of anything else. Going beyond that wasn’t an option. Not now, not ever.
“Ready so fast, cowboy?”
“You bet, city girl.”
“I told you, I’m not a city girl.”
“Honey, from the minute I saw you, your clothes screamed city girl from the tips of your brand new boots to those designer jeans.”
She laughed. “I was tryin’ to blend in.”
“Not like that you weren’t.”
“Not so much, eh?”
“Do you even own any other boots?”
“No.”
“You would have blended in better if you would have worn your power suit.”
“Power suit?”
“I assume you own one.” He glanced down at her confused face. “You know, tight skirt, white silk blouse, blazer jacket, and fuck me pumps.”
She sputtered in indignation.
“You do have one.”
“Of course, I do, but I don’t call it my power suit.”
“I’d like to see you in only those shoes.” He moved sideways and slid down in the bed, taking her with him. “I want to be inside you.”
“You need a condom first.”
“No problem, darlin’.” He reached over to the nightstand, grabbed a condom and rolled it on in two seconds flat. “Ready for me?”
“More than ready.”
He moved between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock on her clit.
“Wait.”
“Wait? Why?”
“I want to do something.” He moved off her and stood on the side of the bed. “Come with me.” He held out his hand until she got to her feet. Once she was standing beside him, he lifted her so she had to wrap her legs around his hips. With his cock poised at her pussy, he waited for the perfect moment to slide home. He moved so her back was against the wall. “Now, this is fuckin’ awesome.”
“Oh shit,” she growled low in her throat as he pushed his cock into her hot pussy. “Oh, God!”
He pulled her legs up so they lay across his forearms, giving him more leverage and deeper penetration. It was his turn for his eyes to roll in the back of his head. The heat of her pussy beckoned with each thrust. He could feel each scrape of her G spot along the head of his cock, dragging every moan from his mouth. He wouldn’t last long like this. Each stroke of his cock threatened to end their erotic dance too quickly. He wanted this to last, wanted to bring her along for the ride.
“You need to come, darlin’.”
“I can’t. I need a little more…” Her words trailed off into a moan.
He pistoned his hips in sharp, jabbing thrusts, bringing them both to the brink in seconds. “Come with me.”
Her high scream was smothered by his mouth as they both came apart together.
His legs wobbled, unable to hold them. He released her legs, pulled out his cock, and let her slide down his body so they could both catch their breath without falling down into a heap of melted bone and muscle on the floor. He’d never come so hard in his life.
They stumbled back to the bed, collapsing on the coverlet in a heap. “Wow.”
“Yeah, you can say that again.”
“Wow.”
She laughed and shook her head. “You’re impossible.”
“But, wow.”
“I get it.”
They laughed together for a moment before he disposed of the condom in a trashcan near the bed. “Do you want to watch a movie for a while?”
“Sure. What kind of movies do you have besides Toy Story?”
“Some action flicks and maybe a few chick flicks too.”
“Can I pick?”
He pulled her down on the bed with him. “Sure, but let’s lie here for a bit before we rush off to watch a movie.” He ran his fingers down her arm. “I kind of like having you here next to me.”
“Do you want me to stay until morning?”
“If you want to. I won’t push, but I enjoyed waking up next to you the other day even if it wasn’t planned.”
“As you exploded in a panic that your family would find out about us sleeping together and have a cow.”
“You don’t understand. We have a rule about sleeping with the guests. I can’t very well enforce it if I’m doin’ it.”
“I think it’s a silly rule.”
“You would.” He wet his finger before rubbing it around her nipple.
Goose bumps rose on her chest as her nipple hardened into a small nub. “You keep that up and we won’t be watching any movie, at least not for a little while yet.”
He palmed her breast. “Fine by me. I like fuckin’ you.”
“I got that impression, yes, which is a good thing since I like it too.”
Concern crossed his mind. He needed to ask her some questions. Her information digging had both him and his dad troubled. “We need to talk.”
The look on her face told him she was confused again. “Uh-oh. About what?”
“Why are you askin’ so many questions about the ranch?”
“I told you. I’m curious.”
“Curious doesn’t explain wanting to know the financial stuff. Curious might describe wanting to know what kind of horses we have.”
“It’s nothing, Jeff.”
“I don’t know whether to trust you or not.”
She bit her lip. A sure sign of nervousness. “You’re sleeping with me, but you don’t trust me?”
“You do work for the enemy.”
“Only in the sense that I’m gathering information for them on the area.”
“Are you sure you aren’t giving them any other information on us?” She glanced away. “Terri?”
“I haven’t told them anything.”
“Why does it sound like there’s a but in there?”
“No but.” She rolled away from him and sat up on the side of the bed. “I thought we were going to watch a movie.”
“I thought we were gonna make love…I mean have sex again?” Great, dumbass! What a stupid thing to say.
Fluffing her hair with her fingers gave away more of her nervousness. Why did she seem upset by the questioning? Damn it. I should never have started this.
He rolled off the side of the bed and grabbed his pants. One foot in, then the other. He needed to keep his mind off where his thoughts were headed right now. Trust came hard for him and right now she wasn’t doing anything to cement his trust in her. “Terri?”
“I can’t talk about it, Jeff. Please don’t ask me to.”
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