Brown Eyed Handsome Man (Hell Yeah! Book 4)

by Sable Hunter

  “You were perfect.” Pulling her to her feet, he began undressing her. “But we’re just getting started. I want to make love to you. I want to bring you the greatest pleasure you’ve ever known.” Easing her to the bed, he gave her a sexy grin. His eyes were twinkling with happiness. “Spread those sweet legs, Baby. Has anyone ever kissed your pussy?”

  “No.” She was shaking with anticipation.

  Kane was surprised, but pleased. This was a privilege he was grateful for. Kneeling at her feet, he looked at the treasure before him. “You are absolutely beautiful.” Taking his fingers, he spread her labia lips and pressed a kiss right in the heart of her glistening, pink prize. “Hold on, Love. I’m about to make you scream.”

  ‘Slow down, Saucier,’ he cautioned himself. He took a moment to enjoy the view. Already his cock was responding, beginning to refill with lust and longing. She was just so damn beautiful. “You are a banquet.” Determined to make this the best experience of her life, he decided to make it last. Reverently, he placed his lips on the soft flesh of her mons, but instead of kissing a path south, he let his kiss travel in a northerly direction. “You are temptation itself, Little-bit.”

  She felt her nipples contract. She couldn’t take her eyes off of him. This was better than any of her daydreams had ever been. The caresses he was feathering across her abdomen were so soft that she had to strain to feel each one. “I want to kiss you,” she admitted breathlessly.

  Kane chuckled, his tongue teasing her belly-button. “Oh, Baby, I’m gonna kiss you all over.” In one smooth move he covered her body with his, leaning down to bite at her lips, loving the way she answered his passion with little mewls of hunger. Wanting to be closer, he fit his shaft in the warm, wet valley of her womanhood, letting it fill her slit, the head of his penis making delicious contact with her swollen clit.

  Oh, God, he was perfect! His kiss was so good, and the sensation of him pressing her down into the mattress, claiming her, made her feel more important and protected than she ever had in her life. With a sigh, she let her tongue slide on his, tangling, mating, mingling their tastes, their essence, their very souls. Wanting to prolong the moment and make it last forever, she enclosed him in the ancient embrace of a woman accepting her man. Lilibet wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist and opened her very heart to him.

  Intoxicating! God, she was like the finest wine! Slaking his thirst for her would take the rest of his life. Easing down her body, he slid his lips from hers and nibbled at the soft curve of her neck. “I want you so much,” he confessed. “God, look at you,” he whispered in awe as he placed a palm on either side of her breasts and pushed them together. “Lilibet, I could suck your tits for hours.” To prove his point, he brought his head to her breast and licked. “You’ve got baby bottle nipples, love.” He nuzzled them, fascinated to watch the dark pink areolas pout and swell. “Look at that, they’re so puffy.”

  She wanted to beg him to suck at her breast, but all she could do was be very still and pray that God would grant her wish. Holding her breath, she watched him, fascinated, as he played with her breasts. And when he opened his mouth, fitting it over her eager flesh, she groaned out loud at the sheer bliss. “Kane, O Lord. Kane!” He pulled at her nipple with his lips, nudging it with his tongue, pressing it against the roof of his mouth. Then he drew on it until she thought she would die from the pleasure. Enchanted, she watched him. He was so handsome, so sexy, so big. God, he was all man. Love bubbled up in her heart as he fed on her, suckling on her grateful nipples. It felt so good, she wanted to cry. And if his grunts and groans were any indication, he was enjoying himself. There was also the matter of something big and hard between her legs. Just the anticipation of his possession was making her vagina flutter like a butterfly in a jar. God, she ached to be filled up with Kane Saucier!

  Kane switched breasts and as he fed on this one, he worked the other nipple which was wet from his kiss, milking it with his fingers. Lilibet had to stop watching. It was just too much. She closed her eyes, arched her back and offered him everything she was or could be.

  “Hmmmm.” Kane sucked on a nipple that was sweet as a sugar-coated raspberry. Using his teeth, he teased the hard nubbin. When he felt her hips begin to bump against his steel-hard shaft, he knew it was time. He was about to take a taste of paradise. Supporting himself on his forearms, he loomed over her. When she opened her legs wide and cupped her own breasts, he was as close to embarrassing himself as he ever had been. He’d never be able to look at himself in the mirror if he prematurely shot his wad all over her delectable body. Smiling, he thought how sexy she would look with ribbons of cum decorating those perfect round globes. “Sweetheart, you are the sexiest thing in the world.”

  “No, you are.” She knew that for certain. “I loved it when you kissed my breasts. It felt really, really good.”

  Flashes of Lisa came barreling back. Could any two women be so different? The stark contrast only made him want to please this woman more. “I bet I can make you feel even better,” he promised as he went to his knees. Picking up first one of her shapely legs, then the other, he placed them over his shoulders and started pressing open mouth kisses all up and down her slit. She was wet and ready for him and his cock was straining and bobbing between his legs, anxious to be let off the bench and into the game.

  “Oh my Lord,” Lilibet cried. Never had she imagined anything so incredibly decadent. Sitting up, she cupped his head, running her fingers through his hair. “Kane, I’ve never felt like this,” she confessed, her voice literally shaking with the effort to form a coherent sentence. God, he was good! One moment he was licking her clit, and the next he was pushing that talented tongue as deep in her as he could get it, and she felt the earth begin to shake and the foundation of her world began to rock as tremors of ecstasy shook her to her very core.

  Kane licked her little squirts of cream, taking the tiny pulses of her pussy as a personal compliment. “Honey, if I don’t get inside of you in the next ten seconds, it’s gonna be too late. Scoot back, Baby. Make room. Are you ready for me?”

  Lilibet followed his directions, inching back in the bed. He couldn’t help but notice that her entire body was flushed with arousal. Had he ever wanted a woman so much? His dick was leaking pre-cum and aiming for her pussy like it had a built-in GPS. Still, he waited for an oral invitation. “Can I make love to you now?”

  Her tongue was tied. Should she tell him? Did he know? Surely, he realized this was her first time. Would it matter to him? “Kane, I want you more than anything.” That was no lie. “I guess I should tell you…I’m a virgin. Does that matter?”

  Kane stilled. Did it matter? “Hell, yes, it matters,” he growled. He’d known she had little experience, but a virgin? In that one split second, everything changed...

  Lilibet blanched. “It does?” Heck, she should’ve kept her mouth shut. “Don’t let it. Please?” She held out her hand to him.

  Tenderness tugged at Kane’s heart. She thought he was about to turn away from her. “I’m not going anywhere,” he assured her. “Wild horses couldn’t drag me away.”

  Relief cascaded over her and she lay back, giving him the sweetest invitation known to man. Opening her legs, she spread her pussy and raised her hips, offering herself to him, a free gift, no strings attached. “I need you, Kane. I want this—so much.”

  Stretching his long, hard body out next to hers, Kane vowed to take his time. This was too important. Taking her face in his hand, he caressed her cheek, urging her to look at him. “Lord, you’re pretty. Lilibet, the reason I said your virginity mattered was because I was just about to ram into you with no preparations and no gentleness. I was about to take you hard, Love, when what I need to do is take you gently, softly.” Kane began kissing her lips and as she melted against him, he slipped a hand down to cup her mons, massaging and rubbing her, grateful to feel that she was hot, wet
and ready for him. Still, there were steps he should take to ensure she had as little pain as possible.

  Lilibet was so excited. She couldn’t help but touch him, running her hand over his neck and shoulder. “I love anything you do to me, Kane.” His hair was silky and soft. She twined a strand around her finger as he turned his lips into her palm. “I ache with the need to do this with you. There’s no need to be careful with me.” Sweet lord! He was rubbing his lips over the top swell of her breasts, her nipples were hardening, and every cell of her body was tingling with joy.

  “I won’t hurt you. I just want to love on you a little. We’re in no rush.” Kane was determined to make his words true. In reality, he was throbbing hard and hurting like hell.

  Spreading her legs wider, she made room for him. To her relief, he began to play with her slit. “Oh, yes,” she breathed. “God, yes!” Lilibet gasped as Kane inserted first one finger and then a second into her vagina. Mesmerized, she watched him nuzzle her breast, scraping his teeth over her turgid nipple as he repeatedly thrust his long, thick fingers in and out of her, preparing, spreading, gentling, readying her for his possession. “Now, Kane,” Lilibet urged. “Please, now.”

  ‘God, give me strength.’ Kane prayed, so achingly ready to sink his swollen, throbbing flesh into her that he was literally shaking with anticipation. “Almost, Baby.” He added another finger and tunneled into her, making pass after pass over that electric spot which was hard-wired into every pleasure zone in her body.

  “Kane!” she screamed, as he smiled against her skin.

  “Please. I need you so,” she begged as she began to shake with the greatest combination of passion and need she’d ever known.

  It was time. Sheathing himself to protect her, he stroked his cock, relishing the fact he was about to enjoy a taste of heaven. Lilibet held her arms up, one of them not as high, not as useful as the other, but both letting him know he was desirable, he was welcome and he was wanted. For one second, Kane paused to look at her beautiful face, her flushed, heaving, perfect breasts and a pretty pussy that was literally dripping with need—for him. Lowering himself, he carefully took himself in hand and fitted just the tip end into her tight channel. Instantly, her muscles gripped him and he was afraid to move for fear he’d erupt before he’d even breached her virgin barrier. It was sweet agony as he fought for control, wanting to last for her, wanting to give her all the pleasure she deserved.

  Lilibet studied his face, wanting to preserve this moment in her memory. She felt him pushing into her. Her body was being deliciously stretched. With one strong arm, he lifted her close to him, and as he did, he thrust into her, pressing past the tiny, thin barrier. There was very little pain, only the sensation of being filled to the point of ecstasy. She savored the feeling, enjoying every second, every delicious inch of that part of Kane which now connected not only their bodies but their souls.

  Holy Merciful God! He’d had no idea, no idea at all. She was so damn tight. But more than that, much more, Kane had the unmistakable sensation he had come home. “Perfect,” he groaned, managing to hold on to the last iota of his control until he could make sure she was okay. “How are you doing, Sweetheart? I’m not hurting you, am I?” Every instinct he had wanted to take control, to pummel, to pound, to possess.

  “No, no pain…feels so good.” She had to struggle to get her words out. Thinking seemed like such a waste of time, not when she could be feeling this glorious rapture. Her answer seemed to release something inside Kane. He closed his eyes and pushed deep into her tingling vagina. Again and again, he began to thrust until every inch of him was encased in her wet warmth. They both moaned at the wonder of their joining.

  Settling his torso to her, and bearing his weight on his forearms, Kane fit himself to her body, giving into the urge to move hard and fast. When he felt Lilibet’s legs move to enfold his hips and her hands grasped his hips, Kane knew she was enjoying it as much as he was.

  Lilibet moaned. This was a dream come true. Lifting her bottom, she found his rhythm and bit her lip as each thrust brought her closer and closer to what she craved. The angle of Kane’s penetration ground his pubic ridge against her clit and the friction was like sparks of lightning flashing, a radiating pleasure which zinged from her pussy, to her breasts, to her very toes. Despite her reticent nature, Lilibet lost it—completely lost it. This was her moment, her one chance at happiness and she clung to it and to Kane for all she was worth. “Yes!” she moaned as a powerful orgasm broke over her, sending waves of bliss rolling up her spine.

  Kane felt the same earthquake that rocked Lilibet’s world. As she came, she quivered around him, her pussy kissing his cock, caressing him, the wings of her sex fluttering against him, loving him. “God! Yes!” he bellowed as his own orgasm overtook him. Sex had never felt so damn good! He kept moving inside of her, slow, luscious slides. The awe on her face was the sweetest thing he’d ever seen. There was no way he was giving this up. Now all he had to do was make sure Lilibet knew how serious he was about her moving in with him.

  Lilibet held on, stretching it out, soaking it in, knowing this would the last time she would ever see Kane. “Thank you,” she whispered in his ear. “I’ll never forget this, I’ll never forget you.”

  Her heartfelt gratitude had an odd reaction on her lover. Kane raised himself up, looked her straight in the face and announced point-blank. “I’m not giving you a chance to forget me. If you think you’re walking away from this, Little-bit, you’ve got another think coming.”

  Chapter Three

  Lilibet packed slowly and methodically. She didn’t have much, so it didn’t take very long. Her mind kept racing back to the previous evening and how amazing her time with Kane had been. Her lady parts were still tingling from the half dozen orgasms he had given her. Even after he’d informed her he had no intention of letting her walk out of his life, he’d made love to her again, taking her to heights she hadn’t even known existed. Lilibet had to smile. The wallflower of Kerrville County was a virgin no more. In fact, she ventured she could easily become addicted to sex. At that thought, she laughed out loud. Cripple Lilibet Ladner addicted to sex, or at least sex with one brown eyed handsome man. Who would have thought?

  He’d asked that she not leave until he had a chance to check out a job lead for her. Lilibet didn’t think there was much chance anyone in these parts would give her a job. It hadn’t happened so far. But, she had promised. It was hard not to give Kane what he asked for. In fact, she could envision a lifetime of making his every wish come true. Clasping a stack of dish towels to her chest, she recalled how good his mouth had felt sucking her nipples. “Lord, I’ve got it bad,” she moaned, laying her head down on the kitchen counter. He’d never know how much she wanted to go home with him. The very thought of spending more nights in Kane’s bed made her tremble with complete climax-recall. For once, her near perfect memory was proving to be worthwhile.

  A knock at the door caused her to jump. For a moment, she considered it might be Kane, but a female voice calling her name put that hope out of her mind. Who in the world? Lilibet didn’t have friends who just dropped by. It was sad to admit, but Lilibet didn’t have many friends and certainly not one who would show up for a casual visit. Opening the door she found Libby Fontaine, a girl she’d met just once at the grocery store when they had both reached for the same basket of blueberries. “Hello,” Lilibet greeted the extremely beautiful and self-confident woman who had snared one of the most eligible bachelors in the state. “Won’t you come in?”

  “Thank you,” Aron McCoy’s fiancé stepped into Lilibet’s small house and noted the stacks of boxes which were neatly taped and labeled. “I see you have everything ready to go.”

  “Yes.” Lilibet didn’t know what to say. “I’m not sure why you’re here, but I won’t be delivering lunches anymore. I’m sorta out of business.” She felt so awkward around this graceful woman who w
as looking at her with such expectancy on her face.

  “So, I’ve heard.” Miss Fontaine put an encouraging hand on Lilibet’s partially paralyzed arm. “It so happens that your misfortune is my gain. We could use your help at the ranch.”

  ‘Ah,’ Lilibet thought. So, this was Kane’s doing. These people didn’t need her. And she refused to be a charity case. “There’s a job opening at the McCoy Ranch?” Yea, right. “Look, Miss Fontaine…”

  Libby pulled a chair out from under the dining table and sat down. It was then that Lilibet noticed the other woman was pale.

  “Is something wrong?”

  Libby was nauseous. “Could I have some water?” she asked. “And maybe a saltine cracker if you have one?”

  Pregnant. Aron McCoy’s intended was pregnant. Lilibet hurried to get what the other woman asked for. “Morning sickness?” she asked sympathetically.

  “Morning, noon and night sickness is more like it,” Libby confessed, holding her head in her hand. “And it’s hard to keep things going and not let Aron know how crappy I feel.”

  Setting the water and crackers down in front of her guest, she went to fetch a wet wash cloth. Upon her return, she was relieved to see the other woman’s color was a bit more normal. “I’m so sorry. Is there anything else I can do?”

  “You can come rescue me. Jessie, Jacob’s fiancé, is also pregnant and tonight we have guests and a BBQ to throw. At this very moment, there are nineteen extra people at the house. Cady has brought in her whole family to help out with Joseph.” At Lilibet’s questioning look, Libby laughed. “Don’t ask. I couldn’t explain it if I tried. Cady is Joseph’s physical therapist and she has some unusual methods. She gives the words ‘alternative medicine’ a whole new meaning.”