Body Talk: An Ex-Navy SEAL Billionaire Romance

by Ashlee Price

  “I don’t think you are ready Scott. I am afraid I am going to hurt you.”

  Scott’s tongue lines her earlobe and made her shiver. “I thought I was the one that usually said that.” His hot breath and light words made her tremble even harder. Lisa didn’t want him to stop touching her, her body yearning for more. Their makeup had not been complete and by the look in his dark eyes, he was about to rectify that.

  “You won’t. Even if you did I wouldn’t care, but you won’t. Don’t worry about it.”

  It was hard to think about anything else but the lips at her jaw, then throat and then along one shoulder. He pushed her down onto her soft mattress and her eyes fell on the scarf she had been putting on before he came in and made her brain go to mush. Pushing away softly on his chest, she tried to sit up a little. “We are supposed to be going to dinner, remember?”

  He nodded like he was listening, but they both knew that he wasn’t. His eyes were on the swell of breasts that kept rising and falling with the labored breath. The longer he stared the more aroused she became, only making the whole issue even worse than before. She had always been breathtaking, but there was something in the idea that she was his, soon to be officially. Scott felt like he had won the lottery, but he would not be giving his family any satisfaction that they were right.

  “I want my dessert first.”

  Scott’s hands moved up her thigh, pushing the skirt up to view the tiny pink panties that made him even more needy until his hands were shaking. He wanted everything to be perfect, but she looked too beautiful and Lisa was not helping his control with her sounds of need. When she went to begging him to take her, it was hard for Scott to not oblige her. His searching hands became more forceful, ripping her underwear off of her with a ripping sound and a hard jerk. Lisa whimpered as she felt the cool air on her overheated skin.

  “Please Scott.”

  He wanted to savor their first time, but she was just as ravenous as he was. Her small hands were rubbing his hard chest, trying to get her hands on his manhood that was what she truly sought. “Please!”

  Scott growled at her, sitting back long enough to release his need and climb back on top of her. He pulled a muscle that made him groan, but she didn’t seem to notice, pulling him down, her lips searching out his. Opening her legs, her hips lifted up to help him along. He didn’t know who was in control at that moment. When he slipped an inch inside of her suffocating heat, it didn’t matter who had control or who had started it. All that mattered was what was going on in those seconds.

  Lisa said his name low in her throat, the sound bringing back a surge of memories and he pressed deeper to hear the gasp that he had been waiting to hear for too long. “Damn I have missed you, Lisa.”

  Her eyes were closed and she just nodded in agreement. Small hands and nails gripped his bottom, pushing her towards him closer as he started a slow and steady rhythm inside of her. He had always felt perfect, like he was made for her or something. Moaning out his own sounds, the two were both on the brink of ecstasy when he stopped and looked down at her. “Promise me that I will be your last, Lisa?”

  She whimpered when he stopped moving, so close to her end. Rolling her hips on him, Scott groaned and slammed home to silence her. It did the opposite though and made her cry out with her release. Her body clenched him and he clenched his teeth, trying to hold out for an answer. But Lisa got what she wanted in the end, his complete loss of control.

  Scott took her as he had been dying to for so long. Her hands dug into his back as he moved quickly to his own ending. Panting hard and pressing deep, Scott gave himself over to the urge. He felt Lisa flush around him, tightening as she cried out his name. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she clung to him as tightly as she could.

  Neither one of them moved, basking in the glow of their love for each other. Lisa had never felt so peaceful and all she really wanted was to stay there forever. A phone ringing off in the distance finally made Scott move, but they both gasped when he was pulled out of her. “I promise Scott.”

  She leaned up and kissed him one last time before she went to freshen up before the dinner. Her face was beet red, but she didn’t care. Nothing could make the day turn bad.

  “Are you ready to go tell the family about our engagement?”

  Lisa had already told Gemma and true to form, she was sure that the woman had told the rest of the world as well by now. She never could keep a secret. “I kind of told Gemma.”

  His face fell a little. I am sure Elna would like to hear it from you as well though.”

  “Yeah, right. We both know that I won’t need to.”

  “Are you nervous about it? Wanting to back out?”

  He shook his head and kissed her on the lips again. “Not at all. I am glad they know because I really want to get married here.”

  She had always wanted to have a spring wedding at the ranch, but they would have to move quickly. In the end she really didn’t care where she was married or when, just that Scott was with her. They were supposed to be together and it was in the peace she felt then, now that everything had been righted in her world and what was supposed to happen, had happened.

  ***

  Elna smiled at the family around her table. It was the first time in almost a month that she had all of her kids around the dinner table at once. Scott had taken care of his demons, while her other son was off the oil rig for a few weeks. It wasn’t just that making the older matriarch of the family smile. The fact that all of her children were married or about to be married, made her wish that she had pushed it more from the beginning. There was something akin to contentment in her body. It had all worked out how it was supposed to. That she was sure of.

  It had been a couple of weeks since Scott had been hurt on the cattle run, but he was healing well and back to his old self. Elna thought that more of it was because of Lisa next to him, more than the actual mending, but it was enough. She watched them all smiling and laughing, her heart was full. There was nothing else that she had wanted to see more.

  ~THE END~

  Cowboy Seeks Wife

  Chapter 1

  “So what, you’re telling me you got a mail-order bride?”

  Shane shook his head. Caroline didn’t get it, most people didn’t and that was why he had kept it mostly to himself. He didn’t want to think about the comments that some would give him or the looks. It was unheard of in the online dating age, but he was sick of looking for a couple of dates that would turn into nothing. He wanted marriage and finding someone that was looking for the same, seemed to be the best way to go about it.

  “It’s not like that, not really. I found this site and it is for people that want to get married.”

  “So she is from here?”

  “Not exactly. She’s from Ukraine.”

  “Sounds like someone that needs a green card.”

  And that was what he was worried about hearing. It was the first thing that had popped into his head when he had heard about it driving to town on the radio. There was talk of a man locally getting married and the radio hosts were talking about what it would be like to marry a stranger. They had brought up the point that it used to be the way it was, a lot longer than for-love marriages that were so common nowadays. Shane liked that argument and working 12-14 hours a day at the ranch did not leave much time to date someone enough to take care of his needs, let alone enough to get married.

  “Could be, but I need a wife to help around here. Either way it goes, I get some help and companionship and she gets to live in this country.”

  Caroline bristled at the pragmatism. We had been wired to only think of chemical reactions that made her heart stop. Shane’s heart had never so much as skipped, let alone stopped and as he got older, he started to think that the whole idea was made up by fanciful writers late at night.

  “But what about love?”

  Shane shrugged. “Some people grow to love each other, some don’t. Are you happier because you married for l
ove?”

  Her face got a mix of embarrassed and pissed and she turned away.

  “That’s a low blow Shane.”

  She had been married four times in her forty one years of life and Shane had never brought up the statistics when she was given him advice before. He just didn’t want to hear it. Caroline was a prime example of what happened when one followed their heart instead of their head. She was pretty, well preserved for her age, but she would fall for someone that was never what she needed. After a few months, or sometimes a couple of years they would leave her for someone else and she would start all over again.

  He pressed his lips together. It had been a low blow. “Sorry Caroline, it’s just you’re the only one I’ve told. I don’t mean to get defensive, but I kind of had to tell you about it.”

  “And why is that?”

  “Because she is moving in. We are getting married tomorrow and she’ll be here from then on.”

  He could tell she was shocked. “I thought there was time before you have to get married?”

  “There is, but why wait?”

  She was the one using restraint now. “And Caroline, I was wondering if you could help her out, you know show her the business side of it. She is an accountant in her country, so she will be doing the paperwork side of things from now on. You hate it and it will give you more time with the horses.”

  Caroline liked the idea. Every month she dreaded having to get together the paperwork to send in. The invoices, bills, if she could get out of doing that, her job at Afton Ranch would be perfect. “Okay, sure. It’s good timing cause next week is end of month and the second quarter, so all that will be left is learning annual.”

  She tried to push back the fear that maybe she would be replaced.

  Caroline didn’t even want to think about what she would do if she lost the job.

  Shane relaxed, his face showing the relief of pressure. “Thanks Caroline. I knew I could count on you to handle this, as well as your discretion.”

  “You are going to have to say something sooner or later boss. The boys are going to notice some young Ukraine woman walking around the ranch.”

  “How do you know she is young?”

  “Just a guess.”

  He looked off for a minute. She wasn’t that young, around twenty five or so. Shane actually didn’t have but one picture and it was kind of blurry. When he had finally gotten the nerve to go through with it, he spent as little time as he could finding someone. He read a few and one profile stood out. Her likes were outdoorsy and she was good with paperwork. With love out of the equation, he found it to be perfect.

  “She’s a bit younger, but not by much. I just turned thirty one.”

  “Fine Shane, it’s your life.” Her eyes looked a little sad. Shane knew that there had been a time that she had tried to make him the fifth husband and he had entertained it a little, but they were better as they were, without mucking it up with sex. Whether he could say it out loud or not, she didn’t have statistics behind her.

  “It’s not that bad. I mean, if we can’t make it work we will get divorced. It’s a lot more common now.”

  Caroline sighed. He really wasn’t the man for her. She still wanted the chemical reactions to explode in her brain, she wanted it all, even if for but a brief time before fizzling out.

  “So, enough of that. What’s on the agenda today?”

  “We have to transfer a couple horses upstate and I need to get the vet to come out and take a look at Levi’s foot. She had been favoring that leg for a couple of days now and I am starting to worry about it.”

  Caroline nodded. “So who am I going up there with, Sammy?” Her face was hopeful and it made him laugh as he put their coffee cups away.”

  “No. Talk about me liking them young though. Caroline he just turned twenty.”

  She had the good graces to look embarrassed, but her mind went to his hard body when he took his shirt off. There was nothing better in the summer than sitting on the porch and watching the trainers and labor men work. She fanned herself and then giggled back. “Alright be nice. I will see you tomorrow then. Just not Jimmy, that’s all I ask.”

  “Okay deal. Anton?”

  “That’s fine. He will just sleep the whole time anyways.”

  Shane took off out the door and got into his truck. He was going to the airport to pick her up and though he said there were no other thoughts than practicality, he couldn’t help but be a little nervous. One way or another, the woman was going to be in his life for a time and he wanted to make a good impression. Tomorrow, she would be his bride.

  He took time to shave that morning. The beard was a couple of days old and made him look gruff. Or so he had been told on multiple occasions. Shane had been up early that morning and though he had things to do later, like every day, all he could think about was his bride-to-be Dasha.

  Chapter 2

  Dasha looked at her watch again and was starting to get perturbed. She had been waiting for what felt like days, but was only about an hour. The plane was over thirty minutes early and then Shane was about a half an hour late. He better have a good excuse, she thought to herself.

  She didn’t even have a picture of him to know who she was looking for. There had been people standing around when they got off with little white placards with names on them, but none had her name. It was always a risk to do something like this, but she had not expected the man to not show up at all.

  Looking around, she tried to remember what he said. Six foot, dark hair and dark eyes. There wasn’t much else said except that he was some kind of cowboy, so she expected a tall hat and boots. She was not expecting the handsome man that said her name ever so softly behind her as he tapped her on the shoulder.

  “Dasha?”

  She turned around, not expecting him to look like that. “Yes, you are Shane?”

  He nodded. His heart stopped for a moment. There was no skip, but a full moment where he wondered if it was going to start again.

  When the man didn’t say anything she figured it wasn’t him and she couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed.

  “Oh, you are here to pick me up?”

  Shane finally got it together and grabbed her bag. “No, I’m Shane. Sorry, but your picture did you no justice.”

  “Neither did your description.”

  She waited for him to say more, but he just stared down at her.

  “So should we go?”

  “Yes, of course.”

  He was not expecting to feel that way. She was beautiful and while even her picture was pretty, there was no preparing him for the small, petite woman that stood in front of him. Shane had expected timid, shy maybe, but she did not seem that way at all. Dasha did not seem as affected by him, as he was by her. To think that he had picked her because of her accounting skills was almost laughable to him.

  They walked out to the vehicle and he put her bag in the back of the truck. Opening the door for her, she thanked him and didn’t quite meet his eyes as she got in. Shutting it behind her, he took the long way around the back to give his self a moment to cool down the ardor his body felt. Tomorrow the woman would be his bride and all he could think about was getting his hands on her. He started to wonder how real of a marriage they would actually have.

  Getting in next to her, he asked how her flight was.

  “It was good, but we were early and I’ve been there over an hour.”

  He was not expecting that tone and he kind of chuckled. Timid indeed. “Sorry about that Dasha, I had a sick horse and the vet would only see him early.”

  “I see. And?”

  “And?”

  “How is the horse?”

  “Oh, she needed a leg splint from an old injury that is acting up.”

  “Well that is good, to take care of those kind of things are important.”

  He could tell she was still a little upset, but she seemed to have made her peace with him being late. Looking out the window, she took in the surrounding
s. A silence fell over them and he wasn’t sure what to say. It was strange to meet someone like that, but he had to press on. There were plans to be made that day for the next.

  “I was thinking we would go get you a dress for tomorrow and let you pick out some flowers. Whatever you want to get, we can get in the city while we are here.”

  “There’s no need. I’ve brought my dress and flowers aren’t necessary. But there is something I would really like to do.”

  “What’s that?”

  “I just want to call home and let them know I got here okay. They will worry until I do. Let them know you are not traffickers or something.”

  The thought sobered him up. With those kinds of dangers, he had to admire her courage to come. He could have made a joke about it, but it didn’t seem the time. He wanted to make her feel safe and if that is what did it, it was easy enough to take care of. Handing her his phone, she dialed a few digits and then waited.

  Speaking in her native language, he liked the sound of it, yet didn’t know what she was saying. He really didn’t care as long as she kept talking. It gave him a moment to observe her when they got to a stop sign. Shane had thought it would be different, that he wouldn’t want to kiss her or that dare he say, love her, but he was already feeling something for the woman. There was something about her and the matter of fact way that she spoke. It was going to be an adventure, he thought to himself.

  Dasha didn’t talk for long before she handed the phone back to him. He set it on the dash and asked her if she was hungry. She said that she really wasn’t, more nervous than anything else. Another silence followed them for the rest of the long trip home. Shane would start to say something and then second guess what he was going to say and then he was left to say nothing at all. He assured himself that it was just the newness of it all and soon enough it would be normal.