Rescue Me

by Jaci Burton

  With you."

  He sighed deeply. Her answer fired his blood like nothing ever had.

  Trying to quell his baser thoughts, Kyle turned his back on Sabrina. "Go ahead and undress, then get in the water and I'll follow you."

  He waited but didn't hear anything.

  "Sabrina?"

  "Yeah?"

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  He half-turned to look at her. She was still standing there, completely clothed. And contemplating. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

  She stared at him, fierce determination spreading across her features. "Turn your back to me, Kyle, while I undress."

  He did as he was told, trying not to imagine her lifting the T-shirt over her head, wondering what she was wearing underneath. A sensible cotton bra? Or something wicked and lacy? How would her soft skin look bathed in moonlight, her breasts exposed, jeans unzipped, half-clothed and half-naked. God, why did he do this to himself?

  "I'm almost ready," she said in a shaky breath.

  He was beyond ready. He already felt the tightness in his jeans, and wondered how he was going to get undressed and into the water without Sabrina becoming aware of his growing desire for her.

  He flinched as he heard the zipper drawing down, then the rustling as she slipped out of them. Hearing her, knowing what she was doing, but unable to see, conjured up vivid images in his mind. Whose idea was this anyway? He must be insane.

  He heard the movement of the water as she stepped into the lake.

  Now it was his turn.

  "I'm in the water, Kyle."

  "I'll be right there," he replied, trying mightily for control. She'd probably be too shy to look anyway. He quickly shed the remainder of his clothes and turned around.

  Obviously she wasn't that shy. She stood in water up to her collarbone and watched him, her eyes assessing, wide-eyed and appreciative. Damn. It would have been easier if she hadn't looked. The woman was a constant surprise.

  "You peeked," he said as he entered the water and stopped inches away from her.

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  She smiled, a slight blush staining her cheeks. "I couldn't help it.

  You're beautiful you know."

  He shook his head. "No, not me. You." He reached out and pulled the ponytail holder from her hair, sweeping the now-wet, bottom half of her hair over her shoulders. She looked like a siren standing there. Calling to him, beckoning him near. The closer he got, the deeper her intake of breath, the top swell of her breasts rising teasingly from the water with every inhalation.

  "I didn't peek at you when you undressed."

  She shrugged. "That's your own fault for being a gentleman. You could have."

  Damn, she surprised him.

  "So, do you want to swim or something?" she asked, biting her lower lip in that way Kyle found so incredibly arousing.

  Or something. What he wanted was to taste her sweet mouth again, but instead he took the high road and pushed off the bottom of the lake with his feet. "Let's go."

  She swam after him, both their strokes light and easy. They stopped in the middle of the lake, treading water as they caught their breath.

  There was something so sexy about knowing you were swimming next to a naked woman, yet not being able to really see her. Knowing she wore nothing, but unable to make anything out other than shadows under the rippling water, was driving Kyle out of his mind.

  They alternated swimming and treading, talking easily about the ranch, Jenna's baby and the upcoming rodeo, but always circumventing any conversation about the two of them. Kyle was going crazy being so near her and not touching her.

  "Ready to get out?" he asked. They had swum back to their point of entry in the water and stood, their feet buried in the sandy bottom below.

  "I don't think so. Not yet."

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  She didn't look nervous, just contemplative. Kyle wondered if she was afraid what would happen when they both exited naked from the water.

  He had a pretty good idea what he'd like to have happen, but that was up to her.

  Her hair was wet and slicked back from her face, making her eyes more radiant than usual. Perhaps it was the reflection of the moonlight, but Kyle swore he saw flickers of raw desire cross her features every time they changed positions and her face was bathed in the light.

  "Kyle."

  "Yeah?"

  "I've decided I'd like you to make love to me."

  He blinked. "What?"

  "Don't make me repeat it," she said in a soft voice, innocence and embarrassment showing on her face. "You heard me the first time."

  "Are you sure? You know what we talked about. I don't want to force you."

  "You're not forcing me. I want to." Those warm whiskey eyes darkened with passion. "I don't think I've ever wanted anything more in my entire life."

  He didn't need to be any more convinced. He couldn't believe she had come right out and said it. Her innocence and honesty were incredibly refreshing after so many years of living with Amanda's double talk and insincerity. There were no games with Sabrina. She always meant what she said.

  "If you want to, that is," she added. "It's not required, I mean if you'd rather not--"

  He cut off her words by pulling her toward him and sliding his lips over hers. She tasted like sweet wine and sugar, her mouth warm and inviting as he kissed her deeply.

  She twined her arms around his neck and moved closer, her breasts pushing against his chest. The contact of her naked body against his was

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  electrifying. His cock lurched upward, pressing into her belly and he could no longer hide his need from her. He ran his hands over her back, feeling the softness of her skin from her neck to the cleft at the end of her back. He grasped her ass, squeezing and caressing the soft, firm globes, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.

  "I've never felt this way before," she gasped as Kyle tore his mouth away from her lips to rain soft, wet kisses along her neck and shoulder.

  "Is it always like this?"

  Every touch of his lips and hands on Sabrina's body sent his desire for her to unbearable levels. "No, it's not always like this." And it was true. He'd never felt this way before, so joined, so complete, as he did when he touched her. Everything felt right.

  Warning bells sounded in his head as his thoughts jolted him. It felt right. It shouldn't. He didn't want this. This attachment, this need for her. But he pushed the thoughts aside. He'd think about them later. Not now, not when he held her in his arms, so willing, so honest in her emotions and needs he almost couldn't bear it.

  She grabbed his head with both hands and tilted her mouth over his, pressing her lips firmly against his open mouth and sliding her tongue inside, twining ever so seductively with his.

  He had to get closer. There wasn't a part of her body he didn't want to touch, taste and see. The need to be a part of her overpowered him until he ached from it. He grabbed her butt and lifted her up to carry her out of the water, but as he did she wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her pussy against his shaft.

  Then she surged against him, ever so slightly, and shredded whatever chivalrous thoughts he had left.

  He stood still and groaned in agony and bliss, tortured by the feel and taste of her. Her breasts bobbed teasingly in and out of the water, and he laid her back, needing to see her. She arched for him, allowing him access as he held her with one hand and stroked her breasts with

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  the other. He watched with growing desire as her nipples pebbled and rose against his questing fingers.

  Bending over her, he licked one dusky pink nipple, feeling Sabrina shudder under him as his mouth seared her soft flesh. He could still smell peaches, an ever-familiar scent whenever she was around.

  He had to get her out of the water soon or the sheer pleasure of touching and tasting her would we
aken him until he drowned them both.

  Sabrina couldn't think with all the feelings coursing through her at once. Kyle's hands and mouth were everywhere, touching and tasting, eliciting sensations she'd never experienced before.

  Deep in her heart regret crept in. She had missed the glorious thrill of lovemaking for so many years. But how could she miss what she hadn't known existed? And now that Kyle had opened her eyes and her body to what she could have, she wanted more.

  His hands brushed over her throbbing breasts, her nipples tightening in anticipation of his touch. She sighed as his callused hand lightly scraped over her sensitive nipples, sending jolts of desire through her.

  She raised up and kissed him, running her palms over his rough beard as she pulled his mouth toward hers. The muscles of his shoulders and arms bunched under her gliding hands as she held him, his groans of delight driving her to slide her hips seductively against his cock. The ache was almost unbearable and she gasped as she instinctively sought relief for the pulsing need inside her.

  The freedom to explore, to rock against him, was an incredible delight. Kyle let her play, let her move, let her experience the simple pleasure of rocking her pussy against his shaft. It was a shattering experience. Her clit was hard, pulsing, a tight knot of exquisite pleasure.

  It was torture. It was heaven.

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  Kyle whispered to her, telling her she was beautiful, how much he wanted her. His gritty voice in the night poured over her in a sensuous rush of passion and resonating desire. His cock slid against her aching sex, pushing her past the point of sanity as he poised at the entrance to her pussy, teasing and testing until she couldn't stand it any longer.

  "Kyle, please," she murmured. Her words were no more than a panting gasp as she opened herself to him. Unable to bear the anticipation any longer, she pressed against his turgid flesh until the tip of his arousal slid inside her moist heat. A pure groan of delight escaped her parted lips.

  His eyes flew open. "Sabrina, we can't, oh God, wait, we need to--"

  Oh no. Not this time. No more waiting. "No, Kyle, I've waited long enough." She gasped as she tightened her legs around his waist and lowered herself onto his swollen flesh until he was buried deep within her. This time she knew what she wanted, and she didn't want his misguided attempts at chivalry to distract her.

  She whimpered at the sheer pleasure of having him inside her. He filled and delighted her, both physically and emotionally, as his touch and murmurs overwhelmed her senses. His shaft pulsated rapidly and she felt her body instinctively accommodate him, tightening and contracting as he slowly rocked his hips against her.

  "God Sabrina, you feel so damn good," he rasped against her ear as he held her close, her sensitive nipples scraping against the crisp hairs of his chest, searing her with an almost unbearable delight.

  She arched back, allowing him access to her breasts, and he took advantage, sliding his work-roughened hands over her nipples, turning them in his fingers as he thrust against her aching flesh.

  This was the wonder and joy of two people making love. The way it was supposed to be, both partners taking and giving completely, enhancing their pleasure and delighting in the responses of the other.

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  Sabrina reveled in every groan, every thrust, every rush of whispered desire from Kyle.

  He gave back what she gave to him, both of them feeding a primal need to please and be pleased, to satisfy and be satisfied.

  His rocking motion intensified as the water lapped around them, splashing onto their chests and shoulders as he quickened the pace of his thrusts.

  She gasped, the building tidal wave inside almost making her weep as she sought the unfamiliar, craved a fulfillment she knew existed but had never felt with a man before.

  In response to her cries of pleasure, Kyle adjusted his rhythm so his strokes were long and measured, his movement fluid and intensifying until she was clutching at him, her head thrown back in abandon and her hips rising to meet each thrust.

  She was panting now, moaning wildly as the pressure built to the boiling point.

  "Kyle. Oh God, Kyle," she gasped into his mouth as he seared her lips with a hot kiss, his tongue thrusting in rhythm to their joining.

  She felt the first overwhelming contractions pulse within her, tightening around Kyle's swollen cock until she cried out his name, floods of incredible sensation coursing through her, relentlessly squeezing every ounce of pleasure she could bear.

  He tore his mouth away and clutched her as he groaned long and low, shuddering with an incredible climax she could feel deep within her.

  She laid her head on his shoulder and rode out the waves of ecstasy with him, taking in his moans of pleasure, his ragged gasps as he held them both in the aftermath of their lovemaking.

  They stood in the water, still joined, their lips tasting each other's delight as they struggled to regain normal breathing.

  "We need to get out of the water," Kyle said as he kissed her neck.

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  "Mmm," was all Sabrina was capable of. It was the first time she had truly made love and she wanted to savor the moment in time and memory forever.

  He changed positions and Sabrina felt a sudden loss as he withdrew from her. He swept her up in his arms and carried her to their blanket, both of them dripping wet. He laid her down and curled up next to her, scanning her body as he drew lazy circles over her stomach with his fingers.

  His eyes blazed dark as he looked her over from head to toe. She cringed under his assessment and tried to turn away but he held her in place.

  "A little late for modesty, don't you think?" His eyebrows arched and the corners of his mouth lifted in a lazy smile.

  "I can't help it. You're looking at me."

  He nodded, a gleam shining in his emerald eyes. "Yes I am. This is the first time I've seen you naked, you know."

  "Oh." He was right. They had just shared the most intimate of acts, and yet he hadn't really seen all of her, since she had been almost completely covered by water.

  "You have an incredible body, Sabrina," he said as he circled one pink nipple with his index finger, grinning as it crinkled and stood up as if reaching for his fingertip, craving that touch once again.

  "My hips are too big."

  He shook his head and slid his hand from her breasts to her waist and hip. "No, they're perfect. You look like a woman."

  "Men like their women skinny," she countered.

  His eyes narrowed. "Who told you that?"

  "Mark. He watched everything I ate, told me when I gained even a pound, and made sure I stuck to the menu he designed for me." One of the first things she'd done after leaving Mark was eat every single

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  forbidden item she couldn't have while they were married. Subsequently, she gained five pounds almost immediately.

  "He lied to you. Your body is perfect. You're a beautiful, desirable woman, Sabrina. And you have a woman's body, all curvy in the right places. Which is what most men want. Your ex was wrong."

  Kyle made her feel good about herself, an unknown commodity with Mark, who'd spent years doing the opposite. Sabrina trailed her fingers over his roughened jaw, focusing on his mesmerizing eyes as she threaded her hand into his hair and pulled him down for a kiss.

  She sighed contentedly into his mouth as he caressed her lips, touching the tip of his tongue with hers, teasing her, pulling away and smiling before dipping his head again and covering her mouth in a tender assault.

  Sabrina reached for him, loving the contrasting feel of his skin, so incredibly soft in some places, hard worked and callused in others. The differing textures thrilled her senses, eliciting jolts of tactile pleasure.

  "When I touch you it excites me," she said as he pulled his lips from hers, his intense green eyes magnetic as he studied her.

  He shook his head. "You a
maze me with your honesty." His hand blazed a hot trail over her collarbone, circling her breasts and curving over her stomach and hips.

  Sabrina arched her hips instinctively, beckoning his hands to move lower. "I'm just telling you how I feel," she answered between rapid breaths, his hands performing magic on her body. "I can't help but be honest with you."

  His hand stilled on her hip, gently flexing and releasing against her soft flesh. "Speaking of honesty, Sabrina, we need to talk."

  He turned away and sat up. Sabrina rose and positioned herself next to him, her knees drawn up to her chest.

  "About what?"

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  "About what we just did." He was looking at the water but turned to face her. "I didn't protect you just now. And I'm so sorry."

  She stared at him, confusion muddling her mind. "What do you mean?"

  "When we made love, in the water. I didn't use protection." He sighed and pulled both hands through his damp hair as he turned his eyes once more toward the rippling moonlit water. "I've never put a woman in a position like that before. I've always used protection. I don't know what I was thinking."

  Protection. Now she understood. "Kyle, it's all right," she said as she touched his shoulder.

  "No, it's not. I had it here in my jeans."

  "It's all right, really. I understand about diseases, but if you've always used protection before you don't need to worry about it. And as far as me, there was only Mark and he was unnaturally antiseptic about things. I can assure you we're both okay."

  His head whipped around, his green eyes full of regret. "I could get you pregnant."

  She felt the loss as soon as he spoke the words. The tears threatened and she forced herself to look away. "No, you couldn't."

  "You're taking some form of birth control?"

  She shook her head.

  "Then I don't understand."

  Try as she might to avoid it, she was going to have to tell him. "I can't get pregnant, Kyle," she said, trying to keep the misery out of her shaky voice. "I'm incapable of it."

  He scanned her face as if he were trying to understand what she had just said. Then the realization hit. "Oh. Oh damn. Sabrina I'm so sorry,"

  he said as he pulled her toward him, wrapping his arms around her.

  He held her like that for a while, both of them silent.

  "How do you know you can't?"

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  Sabrina sighed. "Mark wanted to get me pregnant. And when he couldn't he made me go to the doctor with him. They ran some tests and Mark told me I couldn't have children." She grimaced at the memory. "He was so angry with me about that."