Scorpion: A Rough Romance (Montana Bad Boys Book 2)

by Piper Stone

  “It’s very hard to relax around you.”

  “And why is that?”

  “Because my hunger is always too great,” she purred, twisting her body back and forth.

  As I crouched down, gathering her legs into my arms, I refused to take my eyes off her. I pressed a series of kisses along her calf before dragging my tongue up to her knee.

  “You are so... bad,” she breathed.

  “You’re the mischievous one.” I moved to her other leg, repeating the action. The scent of her feminine wiles intensified, the wondrous fragrance making me lightheaded. I continued my exploration, peppering first one inner thigh then the other with kisses. When I reached her slickened folds, I blew a swath of hot air then pressed my lips against her tummy, whispering my command. “Spread your legs for me, Caroline.”

  There was no hesitation. She obeyed me instantly, opening them as wide as possible, her chest rising and falling as she continued to quiver.

  I enjoyed savoring the flavor of her beautiful skin, dragging my tongue in zigzags and circles, realizing I was driving her crazy.

  She tossed her head back and forth, her eyelids only partially open. Every sound she made filtered into the night sky, a beautiful orchestration that would remain with me permanently.

  “Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.”

  “Mmm...” I whispered, finally shifting between her legs. I was unable to resist tasting her sweet cream, even though my cock ached to the point I wouldn’t be able to hold back for long. After taking a deep inhale, I swirled my tongue around her clit, never taking my eyes off her.

  “So bad. Oh, so bad,” she managed, almost lowering her arms.

  “Obey or I’ll be forced to stop.”

  “Yes. Sir.”

  A smile crossed my lips before I lowered my head, licking down the length of her pussy. When I pressed my tongue between her swollen folds, she bucked up from the blanket, gasping for air. “So wet for me, sweet brat.”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “I’m going to devour you.” I buried my face into her sweet cream, thrusting my tongue deep inside.

  “Fuck. Oh, God. Oh...”

  I shifted my head back and forth as I feasted, her juice sliding down the back of my throat. I could eat her for hours, tormenting her as she climaxed over and over again. Shifting my arm, I pinched her clit before dragging my fingers down and sliding them beside my tongue.

  She moaned, her mouth pursing as she tried to remain obedient, her legs shaking.

  Growling, I licked furiously, driving my tongue in as deep as possible, flexing my fingers as I pumped in and out. While the adrenaline continued to electrify my body, I wanted nothing more than to give her a raging orgasm.

  The brisk air, the scent of the pines, and the drunkenness I felt given her incredible fragrance only added to my vigorous actions as I lapped her cream.

  “Oh, God. Oh...” She twisted and undulated, her legs stiffening as a climax approached. “Let me come. Please, dear God, let me come.”

  With every swipe of my tongue, every plunge of my fingers, I pushed her closer to the edge. I became manic, driving into her with extreme force. Nothing would stop me from sending her into ecstasy. “Come, baby girl. Come for me.” My growl was barely heard over her moans, yet her body responded almost instantly.

  As she began to shake, her guttural sounds like sweet music, I closed my eyes. Nothing was better than bringing the woman I adored to a climax.

  “Yes. Yes. Yes!” Jerking up, her eyes opened wide as the orgasm swept into her.

  I licked fervently, drinking in every drop of her juice, my thirst unable to be quenched. I couldn’t get enough of her, my heart racing as I feasted, the ragged sounds erupting from my throat pure savagery. “Come again,” I commanded, thrusting four fingers inside, curling the tips as I switched the angle.

  “Jesus. Oh... I...” Her body began to shake once again, her mouth opening to a perfect ‘O.’ I adored watching her as she came, the way her eyelids clenched closed, her entire body glistening from the sheer exertion.

  Only when the wave had passed did I remove my fingers, growling before licking them clean. And she watched the entire time, her breathing ragged. When I crawled over her, she dragged her tongue across her lips, her eyes glistening in the moonlight. I kept my arms locked, my fingers digging into the soft blanket. There was nothing like the incredible view of her voluptuous body, her shimmering face.

  “Can I touch you?” she asked, a slight smile curling on her lips. “Please?”

  I craved her touch. I needed to feel the warmth. “Yes.” The word was the only one I could manage, my desire to ravage her taking over. The second she placed the flats of her hands on my chest, I issued another keening roar.

  Caroline slid her hands down an inch at a time, finally wrapping one around my cock. The mischievous smile remaining, she stroked me for several seconds, squeezing her fingers around my cockhead. “So big,” she purred as she twisted her hand, creating a wave of friction.

  “Such a naughty girl. You know what happens to all bad girls.”

  “They get fucked.”

  As I slowly lowered down, keeping the pressure on my hands, she wrapped her legs around me, pushing the tip of my cock against her swollen folds.

  “Do you want to get fucked, beautiful brat?” I asked, my voice barely audible.

  “Uh-huh. I mean, yes. Sir.” She brushed the tips of her fingers up the length of my arms then once again closed her eyes.

  That was all I could take. As I slipped into her slowly, her muscles constricted almost immediately, drawing me into her wet heat. Stars floated in front of my eyes as I defied my needs, taking my time.

  She shifted her legs higher, doing everything she could to pull me down, allowing my crushing weight to form over her body. The moment she dug her nails into my skin, I thrust the last two inches deep inside, every muscle and tendon erupting into red-hot flames. There was nothing that could stop me from consuming her, taking us both to a place of rapture.

  Our combined moans floated into the night sky as I took her, driving hard and fast as she clamped her legs around me. She was nothing more than a sweet angel sent from above, a woman sent to keep me from destroying my life.

  As I lowered my head until our lips were almost touching, the way she trembled underneath me was terrifying. She needed me as her protector. She longed to trust again. And she wanted nothing more than to give away her heart.

  Not to a rogue like me.

  How could I saddle her with a life that would only bring her pain?

  Then again, how could I manage to live my life without her?

  I allowed our lips to barely touch, further electrified as she wrapped her arms around my neck, holding on as if I’d run away. As if I’d never return. As the kiss took on a life of its own, the passion we shared exploding, I slammed into her time and time again. I adored the way her tongue fought with mine, dancing back and forth as I drank from her. She refused to give in, would never be a woman who could surrender easily.

  And that made me want her even more.

  Whimpering into the kiss, she accepted every savage thrust, every brutal need that coursed through my soul.

  I wasn’t finished with her yet. With a quick shift, I rolled her over, forcing her to ride me. Laughing softly, I cupped her breasts as she tossed back her head, allowing her long locks to fall past her shoulders. “Ride me, sweetheart. Ride me hard.”

  She pursed her lips and slowly allowed her hair to fall, dangling against my chest. “Be careful what you ask for, cowboy.” Then she did as she was told, bucking against me as she smashed her legs against my hips as if holding on for dear life. The smile remained on her face as she teased me, digging her fingers into my chest, lowering her head and nipping my lower lip.

  Everything about her was playful, the moment shared something I would remember for a lifetime.

  I squeezed her breasts before pinching her nipples, enjoying her cries of anguish. I wanted nothing more than to give
her the world. My cock expanded, filling her completely, forcing my body to shudder from the extreme pleasure. I did everything I could to hold back as she rode me like a wild stallion. As the moonlight cast a warm glow around her, highlighting her incredible features, I was taken with how perfect this moment was.

  Even though my own internal pain continued to exist.

  “Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes,” she moaned, using the power of her upper thighs to drive into me with crazed abandon.

  As she shifted closer to another orgasm, there was nothing I could do to hold back my own. A roar shifted up from the bowels of my being as my balls swelled, my pulse skipping. As her pussy muscles constricted, clamping around me like a tight vise, I lost it, erupting deep inside, another roar rushing up from my gut.

  “Oh!” She tossed her head back, gazing up at the stars, her mouth twisting.

  Our filthy tryst was nothing but pure sin, but I realized that she’d shattered the walls around my heart.

  Now I had no idea what the fuck I was going to do.

  * * *

  We remained huddled in the blanket as the sun began to rise, creating vibrant colors of tangerine and fuchsia, as if the day would prove to be stormy. Caroline couldn’t seem to take her eyes off the mountains as a light steam rose from the water.

  “Breathtaking,” she said quietly.

  “Yes, you are.”

  She chuckled, darting a shy glance in my direction then taking my hand into hers. “What are your dreams?”

  I hadn’t even thought about considering dreams. “I’m not sure.”

  “Everybody has dreams, Scorpion. Maybe they’re outlandish and not possible, but that doesn’t make them absolutely unattainable. Plus, they give you hope.”

  “I always wanted to be a rodeo star.” I was surprised when I laughed, although there was some truth to the statement.

  “Then why didn’t you?”

  “I honestly don’t know, other than I was considered a bad seed.”

  “You and that posse of yours, huh?” she teased.

  “Yeah, we were... let’s just say we got into more than our share of trouble when we were growing up. I think we all knew that if we didn’t enlist, we’d end up in cell block nine.”

  She nuzzled closer, squeezing her hand. “As I said before, you underestimate yourself.”

  “And what were your dreams, missy?”

  “To become a country music star and I almost got there too.”

  Her admittance yanked at my curiosity. “What happened?”

  “You mean who happened?”

  “Ah, the guy who broke your heart.”

  She shifted until she was able to look into my eyes. “That obvious?”

  “Well, I had a feeling your bratty and unyielding attitude had something to do with why you were running away from Nashville.”

  Wrinkling her nose, she sighed. “I guess I was running. You ever heard of Steele Rhythm?”

  “Sorry, sunshine. I’ve been overseas for years.”

  “Let’s just say they are on the short list of becoming future country music stars with two albums under their belts. We even hit the charts in the top forties with one of the songs.”

  “You were their singer,” I added with no inflection.

  “Not the lead, but I held my own. Only Maverick wanted me out.”

  “And not just from his band. Right? From his bed.”

  While the words caused an instant reaction, her body tensing and her fingers squeezing mine, she finally nodded. “I caught him with another girl, the latest flavor of the band. A groupie, something I used to be. The usual country song from real life. He wasn’t embarrassed, nor did he act like he had any remorse. He also enjoyed telling me that I was a lousy singer.” She laughed, although the sound was bitter.

  “Bastard. The man needs to be castrated. No decent man does that to a woman under any circumstances.” The same protective need washed into me again, the snarl I issued allowing her to smile.

  She gave me a wicked smile. “You a one-woman kind of cowboy?”

  “I might be an asshole and a very bad man, but women are precious.”

  “I like that, but you’re not a bad man. Maverick was a true asshole. I should have known better to get mixed up with him. What I do miss is singing more than anything. Maybe one day.”

  “You deserve everything your heart desires, lady. If that’s your dream, then don’t allow any asshole to stop you. What did you do after that?”

  “With my tail between my legs, I went to work for my father, something I swore I’d never do.”

  “Why come here?” I had to know.

  “The honest truth is I have no idea. Maybe I wanted to help someone make a dream come true. Quite frankly, I was shocked when my father pushed me here, although it came with a caveat that if I failed, I was fired. Nice, huh?”

  “Did you ever stop and think that maybe your dad knew you needed a change of scenery, perhaps rekindling your soul?”

  Her smile genuine, she brushed her fingers across my cheek. “That’s extremely profound, Mr. McKenzie. And beautiful. I hadn’t. Maybe you’re right. Maybe it’s time I made a home of my own.”

  The word made me bristle and she noticed it immediately.

  “Home. You don’t like that word any more than you do hero,” she half whispered.

  “I don’t know what home means.”

  “What happened in Afghanistan? What tossed you into such a dark place, forcing you to call yourself bad?”

  I could push her question aside or I could finally address it, sharing my darkness with someone. I eased back onto the blanket, pulling her with me as I gazed up at the sky. “This place is special, a good friend of mine bringing me here years ago. He was a true mentor, although I didn’t know it at the time. We were buddies, the guy larger than life.”

  “Part of the posse?”

  “Yup. Snake was... everything I wanted to be, taking me under his wing even after we enlisted. Anyway, when we all ended up together as independent contractors after several years of active duty, it was like nothing had ever changed. He was a go-getter, a crazy asshole who took on any dare. He was also so damn honorable.”

  “Was,” she whispered.

  “He died in a mission we were asked to perform.” The words were difficult to say, my throat closing up.

  She brought my hand to her face, pressing kisses across my knuckles. “And you did everything you could to save him.”

  “I...” I swallowed hard. “We did. The five of us. He became a prisoner of war and we did all we could to free him.”

  “Then why do you feel so much guilt, Scorpion? You radiate it, allowing your emotions to consume you.”

  While a sudden flash of anger rushed into my system, I pushed it away. “Because I believe I could have saved his life.” One of the last things that Snake had said to me was suddenly in the forefront of my mind.

  “Whatever you do, Scorp, make yourself happy. And find a good woman. The one thing my pappy told me that I never forgot was that in order to truly be happy in life, you had to share it with the woman you loved more than the moon and stars. You see, Pappy might have had issues, but he loved my mama something fierce. Yeah, they argued when the money got tight, but when I was a lot younger, things were different. I used to hear them laughing like they were teenagers after they sent the kids to bed. It was their time to be alone without all the responsibilities and worries about money. They had each other and to them, that was precious.”

  Sighing, I could almost feel his presence right here in the location he loved so much. The one thing I knew for certain was that Caroline deserved that kind of love. The asshole who’d hurt her needed to be cut into ribbons, motherfucker.

  Caroline remained silent for several minutes and when she spoke again, her words were heartfelt, every syllable grabbing at my heart. “I don’t know what you and the others were forced to deal with. While there is little that I can say to ease your pain, the one thing I know about you is that yo
u are without a doubt the most honorable, brave man I’ve ever known. You and the others did your best. You risked your lives in order to save him. Honor your friend’s memory by living and by forgiving yourself. If you don’t, then the enemy won on that day.”

  I cupped her beautiful face, bringing her lips to mine. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re one amazing woman?”

  “No one.”

  “Then everyone you ever knew in your life was a fucking fool.” I gently pressed my lips against hers, barely opening her mouth. As she eased her tongue inside, a shudder coursed through every cell. I was falling in love with her.

  She clung to me, her hand fisted against my chest as we held the embrace. When she pushed me with a force, she scooted away, rising to her feet and backing toward the water. “How about an early morning swim?”

  I eased into a sitting position, wrapping my arms around my knees. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

  “And why is that? Are you chicken?” She crept dangerously close to the water’s edge.

  “Nope.” A grin crossed my face as I watched her, admiring her gorgeous body as she turned and faced the water. The moment she dove in, all I could do was shake my head.

  Seconds later, she resurfaced, her yelp skyrocketing toward the brightening sky, the water likely in the thirties.

  “Told you.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Caroline

  Heat.

  Where the hell was the blessed heat? I sat huddled in the passenger seat of the truck, the blanket even covering my head, the heater going full blast but the chill remained. Chill. I was freezing to death, my teeth chattering.

  Scorpion glanced over, shaking his head for the tenth time. “I warned you.”

  “Sooo... wha-what?”

  Laughing, he finally turned down the gravel driveway leading to his ranch. “So, I hope you don’t catch your death.”

  “I’m... strong.”

  “Uh-huh. I hear you. Tough little lady taking on Montana.”

  I glared at him as he pulled the truck next to the garage at the ranch, able to tell he was apprehensive about what he’d find. Images of the horrible fire flashed into my mind. Who the hell was after him and why? This wasn’t about some asshole who’d been fired. No one would be that stupid.