He didn’t let up, twisting his wrist and screwing his fingers deeper inside her. The rapid rhythm along with the light bite of his teeth on her clit thrust her closer to the edge. Her muscles bunched together in preparation for her release; the unbearable frenzy robbed her of air.
Suddenly, he changed position, momentarily drawing his touch away. The loss ripped a frantic shriek of protest from her.
“No! Please! You can’t leave me like this!”
She had to make him understand the hunger, the need, her endless desperation to experience the rapture of climaxing from a man’s touch again.
Then he lifted his head and their gaze met. His blue-eyed stare seared through her, the heat hotter than any fire she’d ever encountered before.
“Mine,” he whispered and slammed his fingers deep, three this time, thrusting inside her with a silent demand for her to give him all she had. She opened her mouth to scream, yet she didn’t know if any sound emerged. Her body reacted, squeezing her channel around him and blanketing every thought of anything other than him. She arched her back, hoping for a way to relieve the building pressure in her core.
He held her in place and lowered his mouth once again to her clit. One lick and she shattered, breathless and blinded by the force of her release.
Chapter Five
Logan milked her body for more, riding out the insatiable intensity of her climax. He withdrew his hand and continued to lick the cream from her pussy. Her unique flavor increased his hunger and solidified his desire to make her his in every way possible.
She innocently believed he’d relent in his claim on her, yet he understood himself well enough to know she touched something deep inside him; a need to possess, control...protect. He’d never felt that combination of emotions for a woman before.
She’d ignited his lust from the moment they met. He’d wanted to rip off her clothes, throw her to the ground, and fuck her until they both screamed with release. Now was no different except, lying in her bed, he intended to stay inside her tight channel for a good long time.
He shifted, scanning the valleys and curves of her luscious body. The flat line of her stomach led to the lush bounty of her breasts. He licked his lips, anxious for a taste of her raspberry-red nipples, and crawled forward carefully to avoid jostling her injured foot.
Suspended above her, he stared into her hazel eyes. “Your brother-in-law is correct. You enjoy screaming when a man fucks you.”
She blushed and wriggled on the bed.
“A trait I find very appealing in a woman.” He dropped a quick kiss on her lips.
“It’s part of the reason why my deceased husband decided to buy his place. My in-laws didn’t appreciate the noise.” Sadie caressed her hands over his chest and gripped his waist.
He lowered his body to hers and supported his weight on his elbows. The soft contact of her body against his lit a fire in his groin. His cock throbbed, impatient to dive into her. “If this causes a problem with your foot, let me know.”
A greedy sigh whispered from her lips, and she closed her eyes briefly. “No. It’s heaven to have a man so close again. It’s been so long.”
Pleased she’d been loyal to her husband’s memory, Logan transferred his weight to one side and slid his hand around her breast, squeezed. “I’m not sure I’m ever going to allow you out of this bed. I...”
Unable to contain his hunger any longer, he dropped his mouth over her nipple, drawing on it fiercely. The sweet berry speared his tongue and he sucked more of her flesh into his mouth.
She moaned and her hands slipped to his rear, her nails digging into his ass.
The light scratch robbed him of his control. He couldn’t hold out another second. With a shift of his hips, he nudged his cock against her damp curls, found the opening of her pussy, and plunged deep. Liquid velvet parted to accept his cock.
Air rushed from his lungs and he lifted his head to stare into her wild, hungry gaze. He gasped for oxygen and thrust deeper, burying his cock to the hilt in her tight, hot channel. Her intimate muscles rippled around his penis, the same way they had against his fingers earlier. His tongue ran over his lips and he tasted her rich cream.
She whimpered in a breathless struggle as her body adjusted to the thick girth of his cock. He had planned to go easy and allow her time to grow accustomed to having a man inside her pussy again, but he couldn’t. His carnal desire was too strong, he had to fuck her...hard and long, until they both were so spent they’d fall asleep within seconds of climaxing.
Bodies connected in the most erotic embrace possible, he fought an appetite for more and reversed his momentum, but only to delay his next thrust because he wanted something more. What exactly?
He scanned her face and noticed her tightly closed eyelids...She’d closed off a view into her thoughts, emotions, passion...the rapture of the moment. His possessive nature killed in and he kissed her. “Look at me, Sadie.”
Her eyelids fluttered. She appeared dazed, and her eyes were dilated, as if she were struggling to focus.
“Keep your eyes open while I fuck you.” His harsh tone sounded demanding, but he didn’t care.
“I, uh...” she grumbled, and rolled her head over the pillow.
“You will or...” He plunged deep then withdrew from her heat very slowly, dragging his length against her tight sheath.
“No, please, I’ll try.” She tightened her hold on his ass, trying in vain to hold him inside her aching pussy.
On the brink of her entrance, with his cock straining for relief, he grunted, “Good.”
He slammed into her with heavy force, so deep he wondered if she felt it throughout her entire body like he did. She screamed, her gaze clouding with happiness, and her body quaked around him. The thrilling sensation of her response drove him a little wild. He thrust inside, over and over, riding her hard without giving her any rest.
Wriggling beneath him, she rocked her hips and wrapped her good leg over his thighs. The change in position forced his cock higher and deeper. She screamed. “More! Please!”
She curled her fingers. and her nails cut into his ass. The pain drove him and he hammered harder, pounding into her with a maddening pace. With her pussy milking his cock with each thrust, he quickly reached the breaking point. He bucked his hips, riding out the insanity to a wild climax.
A loud shriek marked her release, and her body tightened around his like a velvety glove. The pulsating frenzy drove him to the brink. He thrust through her body’s attempt to keep him locked inside her pussy and managed a few more rough thrusts before total ecstasy took him, shoving him over the edge.
With a shout, he poured himself into her encompassing heat. Then he dropped his head to her shoulder and panted for air, thinking with a sense of amazement that he hadn’t even come close to having enough of her.
****
Uncertain if she’d survive the most amazing orgasm of her life, Sadie guided the arch of her foot along Logan’s leg before letting it dropped onto the bed.
She stared at the wood beams in the ceiling and struggled with what she should do next. Had she gone completely insane? After all, she barely knew the man, having only met him less than ten hours before. Should she tell him to sleep somewhere else, now?
Or would he take offense and leave? Then what? With a sprained ankle, how would she get things done?
The last few moments also proved she hadn’t changed. She still had no resistance when it came to certain men. Logan and her decease husband: she had allowed both of them close. Then, with no willpower, she’d melted into a eager ball of lust. Had she not learned anything from the past? How a man might want her, yet still leave her behind to pursue other objectives?
“You’re thinking way too much.” The man resting on top of her turned his head and the rough stubble on his chin brushed her neck. He kissed the tendons of her shoulder and sucked the flesh into his mouth. A seductive hunger gnawed at her core, reawakening her passion. Her body vibrated around his cock,
still deep inside her.
Stunned, her eyes flew open.
He shifted to one side, stirring inside her, his semi-hard cock reminding her of the delight he’d provided only moments ago. His hand swept along her side, and he cupped her breast. “We’re not even close to being through.”
She gulped at the indication that he wanted her again. Her over-sensitized flesh enjoyed the slight rocking of his cock, and moisture seeped from her core.
Wanting to protest the control he had over her body, she bent her knees to draw them up along his thighs. The moment she set her injured foot on the bed, though, a piercing pain shot through her ankle.
“Horse feathers.”
Logan lifted his head and wrapped his hand around her calf. “You have to keep this ankle elevated.”
She winced. “Yes, well, maybe if you moved it might be easier.”
The blatant hint didn’t faze him. Instead, he smiled. “Right, we need a change of position that will make sure you can’t hurt yourself.”
He drew her leg forward and lifted it enough to force her thigh to lie along her side before he reached for her other leg. With a few quick moves, he swung her legs over his shoulders and leaned closer, forcing her thighs back against her chest. With her bent in two, he thrust his hips, slamming his cock even deeper than he had earlier. One thrust, two, he eased in and out, torturing her with a pounding rhythm.
He whispered, “You love having my cock deep inside you, don’t you?”
She couldn’t answer—not with him driving her body closer and closer to the edge of insanity.
“I’m taking it easy on you tonight, but someday soon...” He stopped and waited for her blurred gaze to meet his.
The lust burning in his upped her hunger to come.
Did he need her as much as she needed him?
“...someday I plan to tie you to this bed and pleasure you for hours.” He punctuated the remark with a forceful thrust.
The thought had her body heating even more; her cream seeped around his cock as he withdrew to the lips of her pussy.
“The idea has you excited, doesn’t it?” He again plunged deep. The thick head of his cock rocked against her womb.
She groaned, her raw throat rebelling at the continual abuse. Yet she couldn’t be quiet, not when his pace increased and he sent her body spiraling out of control.
He didn’t slow for her climax. Instead, he began thrusting wildly, riding her through the on sleigh of passion. She wondered vaguely about begging him to stop, so she could catch her breath-—not because she wasn’t enjoying every second. The powerful action of his hips driving his cock deep into her tight sheath had her over-sensitized body so wrung out she couldn’t do anything more than lie there, fighting for air...sanity...another climax.
The demand of his possession drove her back toward another peak. She lost sense of time and floated in a place where only the two of them existed in perfect harmony. His steady rhythm pounded out the truth: that she would never be alone again. He’d become an important component to her happiness.
Rocking her head on her pillow in denial, she squeezed her eyes closed and fought the knowledge of becoming addicted to another man.
“Damn it, open your eyes!” Logan roared, as his cock worked faster in and out of her welcoming pussy.
She shuddered, and her gaze locked with his. The blue flame seared her, leaving a brand on her soul that marked her as his.
The insight hit at the same time as he plunged deep and his seed shot inside her. His release sparked hers. She followed him into the endless euphoria of pure heaven without thought that her rash actions might again tie her to another man.
Chapter Six
Walking out of the barn several hours later, Logan didn’t even try to wipe the smile off his face. He’d fallen to sleep minutes after climaxing and had woken this morning to find his body curled around Sadie’s.
Somewhere in the night, in her attempt to keep her injured foot aloft, she’d propped her leg on top of his thigh. With her ass against his gut, he’d had free access to her pussy, and hadn’t been able to resist the temptation. Moments after waking, he’d plunged deep into her tight channel.
The passion they’d shared sparked a craving for her again and his groin twitched in his pants, hungry for another round with her. He lengthened his stride and adjusted his cock. He’d fed and watered the horses. Now, he wanted to check on Sadie before he collected the eggs from the hen house and made breakfast.
“Dad blame it.”
The harsh grumble met him when he stepped through the front door. His gaze jumped to the bedroom, then a movement in the kitchen caught his attention.
Sadie stood leaning against the table with her injured foot resting on the bench behind her.
“What the hell are you doing?” Logan strolled forward, determined to get her off her feet and back in bed.
She turned, the smile on her face making it hard for him to maintain his anger with her moving about on her sore foot. “Oh, good, you’re just in time to light the stove.”
“No, what I should do is turn you over my knee and paddle your backside. You shouldn’t be up on that foot.” He circled his hand around her forearm and tugged her away from the table.
Her warm smile turned south and she glared. “Now see here, I told you last night, I don’t take orders well.”
He sank onto the bench and drew her onto his lap. “Then let’s compromise. You stay off your feet and I’ll hold off on giving you a spanking.”
She wiggled around on his thighs and grabbed his shoulders. “I understand why you might think that I’ll bend to your will. Hell, I’ve behaved like a bitch in heat for two days now.”
Irritated by her comment, Logan tightened his grip on her waist and frowned. The pain in his groin added a harsh tone to his words. “No, you were simply responding to being without a man for too long.”
Her nails curved into his muscles and her mouth straightened into a line. “No, let’s not beat around the bush. I like sex. Have ever since I slept with my first husband. But...”
“Nothing wrong with...”
She placed a finger over his lips cutting off his words. “But even though the craving sometimes causes me to forget myself, I’m the sole owner of this place. I have chores I have to do to keep things going.”
“I thought that’s why you ask me to stay--so I could do the heavy lifting?” Logan noticed the stubborn tilt of her head and wondered what he’d have to do to get her to comply with his wishes.
“You are doing your part by feeding the horses and handling the chores outside. I can cope with the tasks inside.” Sadie eased her hands over his shoulders and down his arms. “But I’d appreciate some help with lighting the stove.”
He slid his hands along her rib cage and ran his thumbs along the underside of her breasts. The buttons running between the two lush mounds had his fingers itching to strip her out of her clothes. “I can do all the chores.”
She opened her mouth, then paused and cocked her head to one side, as if listening.
Horse hooves hitting the dirt trail outside interrupted the silence inside the cabin. Sadie shifted off his lap and onto the bench. “Who could that be?”
Shoving to his feet, Logan walked to the open doorway and caught sight of two men on horseback approaching the homestead. “Looks like Kirk and another man have come-a-calling?”
Sadie fiddled with her buttons and ran a hand over her dress to straighten any wrinkles. “Does one of the men have gray hair?”
“Can’t tell, he has on a hat but he doesn’t appear to be very old.” Logan stepped on the porch and addressed the men. “Morning, fellows, what can I do for you?”
“We’re here to see Sadie. Not you.” Kirk scowled and swung off the side of his horse.
The other man grinned and stepped out of his saddle. “I’m here to tell Mrs. Pepperman that her friend Miss. Evans will be delayed another day or two.”
“How do you know that?” Logan f
igured if Miss. Evans was the same woman he’d seen floating down the river then his friend Zack would be detained as well.
“My boss, Bo Kildare, ran into her yesterday in Liberty. She and her husband are taking care of a business matter for Mr. Kildare and will be detained for a few days.”
Kirk tied his horse’s reins around one of the porch’s post and turned. “Gosh, Hank, why didn’t you tell me Carolyn was married?”
The other man shrugged and secured his horse to a different railing. “Mr. Kildare acted as if it was old news. Guess I figured you already knew.”
Logan didn’t voice his doubts about what was really going on. Why get hitched after only knowing a woman less than a day? Zack had to have a reason. If so, then their plans to head to Galveston had changed.
Did it matter?
With Sadie laid up with her foot, they’d have to delay their trip anyway, because Logan wanted to stay and help her.
“Why don’t you fellows come on in the house? I’m sure Sadie is anxious to hear your news.” Logan eased back and waved for them to precede him into the cabin.
Kirk cast an evil glare at Logan before leading the way inside, his chin held high as if he owned the place. “Morning, Sadie, I didn’t expect to see you out of bed. Not after seeing how swollen your foot was last night.”
“It’s much better today.” Sadie’s answer filtered back to Logan. He had to bite his tongue to keep from commenting how she should’ve stayed in bed. Though at the moment, he appreciated her not being naked under the covers while carrying on a conversation with two men.
“Hi, Hank, what brings you out this way?” Sadie nodded and remained seated on the bench by the table.
He tugged off his hat; curly red hair circled his head. “Sorry to intrude, Mrs. Pepperman. Mr. Kildare sent me over to see if you’d be willing to cover for Miss. Evans at the school house. She and her new husband were delayed in Liberty.”
Logan caught the surprise in her eyes before she lowered her gaze and stared at her injured foot. “Oh, my, I can’t. I can barely get around here as it is. You’ll have to head into town and tell the mayor. His wife or one of the other mothers can handle the job for the next day or two, until Carolyn returns.”
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