The clothes needed to go. The feel of her skin under his hands had his whole body humming with desire as his cock strained against the front of his jeans.
He brought her hands back down to her sides. “Let’s get you out of these clothes. I want to see you.”
With his fingers hooked in the straps of her top, he slowly slid them down her arms, bringing her shirt with it to bare her breasts. Wow. The rose-colored nipples stood up, as if begging for the touch of his fingers.
He cupped both breasts in his hands, sliding his thumb across the nipples until she tossed her head back. A soft moan escaped her lips. “These are gorgeous. I can’t wait to taste them.”
“Let me get my top off,” she said, reaching for the edge of the shirt to bring it over the head. “There. That’s better. Now you can play all you want.” She toed off her shoes and reached for the button on her jeans.
“I’ll get to that in a minute. I want to play with these beauties for a bit first.” He pushed her back so she lay across his bed. He wanted to take his time to relish the feel of her skin beneath his fingers. So soft. He ran his tongue from the edge of her pants, up her abdomen, smiling against her skin as it jumped from the touch, up to the bottom edge of her breast. She wanted the touch of his mouth. He could tell from the squirming movements, begging sighs and arching of her back. Well, he’d give it to her because he wanted it too. He grabbed both of her hands in his to put them above her head. “Leave them there.”
With one breast in each hand, he lowered his mouth to the left one, slowly sliding his tongue over the tip. She sucked in a ragged breath, holding it for several seconds before exhaling in a rush.
“So good.”
He flattened his tongue, running it around the areola, slowly circling but not quite touching her nipple.
“You’re killing me.”
“What a way to die.”
“Jeremiah, please.”
“Please what?”
“Touch it, suck it, do something. I’m gonna die here.” He wrapped his lips around the tip, sucking the hardened nub as she arched her back. “Yes!”
Her nipples were like ripe little berries, sweet and ready for his mouth. He nipped at one to see what she’d do.
“Fuck yeah.”
So she liked a little pain with her sex. Good to know.
He sucked the nub into his mouth, flicking it with the tip of his tongue as he rolled her other nipple between his finger and thumb. She moved her hands to his hair, pressing his head harder against her chest.
“More.”
He released her breasts much to her moan of protest. “Put your hands back above your head or I’ll tie you to the bed.”
“Okay.” Her hands fisted as she returned them to the spot above her. “I want to touch you.”
“You’ll get your chance. For now, it’s my turn to explore.” He stood, positioning himself near her knees as he worked the button on her jeans loose. “Lift up.” Her jeans came off with a tug at her hips, leaving only her socks on her feet. He toed off his own boots, and then unbuttoned his shirt.
“I wanted to do that.”
“Next time.”
“Will there be a next time?”
“I hope to God there is, because I’m totally enjoying myself here.” A sigh escaped his lips as he glanced down at her neatly trimmed pubic hair. “You are simply gorgeous.” He ran his hands from her knees, up the inside of her thighs, parting them as he went to give him access to the sweet spot he wanted so badly, he could almost come from the smell of her arousal. “I’m going to eat you up.”
“Please do,” she said, parting her thighs more to give him room to work.
“You like it when a guy eats you out?”
“It doesn’t happen very often, but yeah. I love it.”
“Good. I plan on doing that very thing until you come all over my face.”
“Such a sweet talker.”
He growled as he shoved his hands under her butt to bring her closer to his mouth while he knelt on the floor next to the bed. “Spread yourself for me.”
With two fingers each on her pussy, she opened the outer lips showing him the little nub already slick and waiting for him.
He took in her scent with a swift inhale right before he took the tip of his tongue and swirled the hardened flesh with it. Her soft moans and arched back told him she enjoyed what he was doing as he licked every bit of flesh under his mouth.
It didn’t take long for her moans to turn to cries of ecstasy as he ate at her with fervor. He wanted to taste the sweetness of her cum on his tongue. The need drove his own desire higher than he’d ever felt before.
When she held his head to her center and cried out his name, he knew his life wouldn’t be the same after this.
* * * *
Her legs shook, her pussy throbbed, and her whole body hummed as she cried out, “Oh God, Jeremiah!” She’d never had a man go down on her like that, eating at her like he was starving. Jeremiah didn’t do anything half-assed, apparently. “Holy shit. That was amazing.”
He wiped his face on the comforter right before he stood to strip off his jeans. “Glad you liked it.”
“I did. I mean, wow.” Her breathing slowed and her heart quit hammering against her breast as she relaxed against the softness of the bed, watching Jeremiah strip off his jeans. “Holy hell! Damn, you’re built.”
“Thank you.” His brow wrinkled. “I think.”
She sat up to run her hand from the fur on his chest, down his rock hard abdomen to the cock nestled in the springy curls at the juncture of his thighs. When she wrapped her hand around his cock, he moaned low in his throat.
“I love how you touch me.”
“Good.” She leaned in to take his cock in her mouth, just enough to envelop the head between her lips.
“Don’t tease me.”
She slid to the floor on her knees. “Oh, I plan to tease you mercilessly, Jeremiah. I want to suck this, lick it, swirl my tongue around it, and get you so hard you think your balls are going to explode.”
“Damn woman.”
“Yep.”
She sucked his cock between her lips again, rolling her tongue around the head, and then ran it down the length of the shaft. His thighs quivered as he fisted her hair in his hands. His hips pistoned, driving his cock in and out of her mouth in a steady rhythm she knew would bring him to completion before she wanted him to. She let his cock fall from her mouth in a wet slide as she licked down to his balls. “Easy, baby.”
“You’re going to kill me.”
“What a slow, pleasurable death it would be.”
“I want you.”
“You can have me. Where are your condoms?”
“In the drawer.” His breathing seesawed in and out, billowing his chest as he fought for control.
She grabbed one out, ripped it open with her teeth and then rolled the slick latex down his engorged cock. “I can’t wait to have this deep inside me.”
“Me either, baby. Me either.” He lifted her to her feet and spun her around before pushing her down face first into the comforter. “This first time is going to be hard and fast. I can’t hold back much longer. Your mouth did a number on me.”
She braced herself on her forearms as she spread her legs, waiting for the first penetration of his cock. Good grief, she’d wanted this forever. Now she was finally at the beginning of a relationship with the man she’s longed for since she was a teenager on the bud of womanhood. “Fuck me hard, Jeremiah.” With a snap of his hips, he buried his cock to the hilt deep inside her. A groan escaped at the first feeling of having him inside her. The size of his cock stretched her to the max. Her body adjusted surprisingly fast since she hadn’t been with a man in quite a while. “That’s it. Do it.”
“God, you feel good.”
“Faster,” she begged at the slow glide of his movements. “Please.”
He smacked her on the right butt cheek. “Shush, woman. I’m enjoying myself here.” Wrappi
ng his fist in her hair, he pulled back enough to cause a sting on her scalp as he whispered, “What’s my name?”
“Jeremiah.”
“That’s right, baby. I want you to know who’s fucking you.”
He continued his slow glide for what seemed like forever.
“You can enjoy yourself next time. I need you to fuck me, damn it.”
“Only because I can’t hold back.”
He began hammering into her like tomorrow didn’t exist for them, like this was the first and the last time they would be together. Not if she had anything to say about it. Usually once you got a man in bed, he was there to stay, right? God, she hoped he didn’t love ’em and leave ’em. “That’s it. Hard.”
He reached around her hip to pinch her clit with two fingers, sending her into a spasmodic orgasm she felt clear to her toes. Her pussy clenched around his cock as he continued to slam into her, taking her into a second orgasm before the first one had completely died down. Never in her life had she thought she could orgasm so close together, but there it was. Jeremiah had done it for her, taken her where no man had before.
God, do I love this man.
He shivered when he came apart, pushing against her with an uncoordinated rhythm before he slumped over her back, pushing them both to the bed. “Wow.”
“Yeah.” She sighed. “Can you get off me? I can’t breathe very well with you on me.”
He pushed himself up on his hands and rolled to his back beside her. “Sorry.”
With his arm slung over his eyes and his body splayed out like a god sunning himself on a rock, she wanted to run her tongue all over him, from his luscious mouth to his cock anyway.
“I’ll be ready for round two in a minute, or maybe we should watch television for a bit.”
His cock bobbed against his stomach like it had a mind of its own.
“Would I mind having sex again? Hell no.”
He moved his arm slightly to peer at her with those gorgeous stormy grey eyes. “You are insatiable, woman.”
She giggled as she rolled to her side next to him before tracing a finger through the curls on his chest. “I try.”
“Let me get rid of this condom so I can put some clothes on.”
“If we’re going to make love again, why are you putting clothes on?”
He got to his feet and headed for the bathroom. “I thought we might get something to munch on, watch a little television, and see where the evening leads.”
She shrugged as she sat up and pushed the hair out of her face. “Sounds good to me.” After she managed to get into her clothes, she padded on bare feet to the small couch in front of his television. “What do you want to watch?”
“Oh, I don’t know. There are movies there or whatever is on TV is fine.”
She watched as he walked back toward her in all his naked glory. No doubt about it, the man was fine. Sculpted chest with just the right amount of chest hair, six pack abs, lean legs, strong calves, and his cock was impressive even in its flaccid state.
“You keep looking at me like that we’ll be back to testin’ the bedsprings sooner rather than later.”
“I’m game.” She looked him up one side and down the other. “I could use another roll in the hay.”
He didn’t look happy or content even after just having mind-blowing sex. Something was up.
“We should talk.”
“Oh great. The ‘we should talk’ thing.” She crossed her arms over her chest while she watched him pull his jeans over his hips.
“I don’t want you reading too much into this, that’s all.”
“I think we fit pretty good together.”
“Me too, but I’m not ready to settle into a relationship, Callie. I’m still working on my future.”
“What about dating?”
“We can date.”
“Why do I hear a but in there?”
He slid a T-shirt over his head, slipping his arms through the sleeves. “I don’t think we should be exclusive or anything. You know. If you want to date other guys to see if things are the real deal with someone else, then I’ll go along with it.”
“You didn’t like me out with Brad tonight. What about that?”
After buttoning his jeans, he took the seat next to her on the couch. “Brad is an idiot.”
“So?”
“You can do better.”
“Better than what?”
“Better than him or me or any other guy in Bandera. You should date some guy from San Antonio or something.”
“Why are you trying to get rid of me?”
“I’m not. I just don’t want you putting your hopes and dreams on us when I’m not ready. I don’t know if I’ll be ready for a long time.”
“I’m not asking for a relationship, Jeremiah. I don’t know if I’m ready either.” You are such a liar! “But thank you for thinking of me. If you’re okay with me seeing other people, then I will.”
His eyes narrowed like he contemplated what she said and it left a sour taste in his mouth.
Good. I don’t want to date anyone else, but if that’s what I have to do to get him to see we should be together, then so be it.
“I think it’s the best option. I don’t want to be tied down.”
“Me either.” She nodded. “Good plan, Jeremiah.” She stood and walked to the edge of the bed to slip on her shoes. “I think you should take me back to the bar.”
“Why? I thought we were going to hang out?”
“Well if I’m going to date other people, I might as well get started. Pickings around Bandera can be scarce. I’m thinking I’ll start hanging out in a few bars in San Antonio.”
He climbed to his feet and walked toward her. When he tangled his hand in her hair, she almost lost her battle to give into making love again. No, it’s not making love, at least not to Jeremiah. To him, I’m a fuck buddy.
“I thought we could still see each other. You know, sometimes.”
“Sure,” she whispered, loving the feel of his hand in her hair. Her breathing sped up. Her heart hammered in her chest.
“Are you going to be fucking other guys?”
“Well.” She glanced down until he tugged on her scalp to bring her gaze back to his. “We aren’t exclusive, so yeah.” Not like she really would. She only wanted him, but he didn’t need to know she didn’t care to be with anyone else. She almost cried when he let her go.
“All right.”
That’s not what I wanted to hear. “I appreciate the ride.”
He sat on the side of the bed to pull on his socks and boots. “No problem.” After a moment, he slipped on a T-shirt over his head, hiding his chest from her view.
This wasn’t turning out like she’d hoped when he’d thrown her over his shoulder to take her out of the bar, but what the hell. She’d get him to realize they were meant to be together somehow. Damn stubborn cowboy.
Several minutes later, he pulled up next to her car in the parking lot of The Dusty Boot. Several cars had already gone, leaving hers solemnly sitting by itself in the back corner. When he shut the engine off on his truck and popped open the door, she figured their night was over. Not that she didn’t want it to continue, she really did, but apparently he got what he wanted and was done with her.
She felt like shit.
“Thanks for the evening, Jeremiah. I appreciate—” Her words were cut off by his mouth on hers as he cupped her face.
“I’m not done with you. Remember that when you’re seeing someone else.”
“But you said you weren’t ready for anything but friends with benefits or whatever.”
“I know what I said.”
“You’re confusing me.”
“Me too. You do what you have to do.” He stepped back, leaving her cold.
She watched him climb back into his truck and drive away without a backward glance. After she exhaled forcibly, she pulled the car keys out of her bag, unlocked the door and slid behind the wheel.
Why d
id men have to be so damned difficult?
Chapter Eight
Jeremiah sat in the corner of the bar watching Callie as she flirted, danced, played pool, and generally had a good time…without him. He took a sip of his beer barely hearing the woman sitting next to him chatter on about shoes or some shit he didn’t care about.
This whole situation with Callie seemed to be slowly driving him nuts. He wanted her so why the hell was she there at the bar without him?
Callie threw back her head and laughed at something the guy next to her said before she leaned over to shoot another ball. She stood up abruptly when the guy ran his hand over her hip, and then across her right butt cheek. The shy little look she gave the guy pissed Jeremiah off. He knew she was no inexperienced virgin. The woman knew how to wind a man up to explosive with her perfect little mouth. He could attest to her prowess in the bedroom.
When she leaned in and kissed the guy on the mouth, Jeremiah about lost his mind. The mouth that was supposed to be wrapped around his cock, not some jerk’s she picked up at the bar.
He knew just exactly how many men she’d been out with since their little split and how many times he’d asked her to come over for a bit of a romp. She’d always been too busy going out with someone else when he’d asked.
Damn her.
“Are you even listening to me, Jeremiah?”
He cranked his head around to look at the brunette next to him. What was her name again? Didn’t really matter. “Yeah, I’m listening.”
“Then what did I say?”
“Something about shoes.”
“I was telling you about a particularly cute pair of pumps I bought today at the mall. You should pay more attention.”
“Okay.”
Her voice melded with the music being played as he glanced back at Callie. She’d wrapped her arm around the cowboy she was playing pool with and kissed him full on the mouth. His gut knotted. She wasn’t supposed to be kissing anyone but him, right?
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