Stony Creek Cowboy [Stony Creek] (Siren Publishing Classic) (14 page)

“I am on the pill, Jackson. I want to feel you hot and raw. Please. I cannot wait anymore. Hurry up and please take me.”

He opened his door and pulled her body with his out of the cab. He kicked the door shut with his foot as he again lifted her up into his arms. His mouth met hers in a carnal kiss that reignited the embers that were simmering in the truck. She wound her arms around his neck and opened herself to his scorching kiss. He shifted his position as he slanted his mouth over hers, trying to drown her under a wave of intense arousal so her pussy would feel like it was on fire to be filled by him. He used her key to open her door and place her down just inside. There was a soft, small light on in the foyer, giving it a cozy, romantic feel. Without hesitation, Jackson slammed the door shut and shoved her against it with his barely controlled passion. He thrust his chest and hips into hers, grinding desperately through their clothing. His hands ran down her legs to her thighs as he leaned over. One questing hand ran up the left thigh slit and stopped abruptly.

“What the hell, baby?” Jackson questioned. He fell to his knees and shoved her skirt just up to her waist but still covering her. “Oh fucking hell, Billie. You are full of hot surprises, aren’t you?”

He couldn’t stop staring at and touching the lacy tops of her thigh-high stockings encasing her shapely legs. He leaned in, running his tongue over the edges from the outside to her inner sensitive skin. He heard her swift intake of breath as he lapped his tongue nearer to her molten core. He could taste her cream as her thighs were covered in it. He groaned in heavenly pleasure, thanking god for dropping this woman on him. He began to lick his way up toward her wet, clenching pussy as he kept her in place with his hands firmly clenching her ass cheeks. He kept taking deep breaths, unable to stop himself from drinking in the scent of her arousal. His woman’s arousal…for him.

Again he stopped suddenly when he pushed her skirt up that last inch. She smiled down at him knowingly at what he had found this time. “Fucking hell, you are gonna kill me, woman. No panties either? Fuck,” he roughly ground out.

Jackson’s pleasure burst into an unquenchable fire at his first sight of her bare mound. With a deft stroke he leaned in and ran his thick, hot tongue from her slit up to her clit, desperate to taste her.

“You are the most fucking desirable thing I have ever seen. I am going to eat you raw later but I have to fuck you. Now!” He violently stood and again took possession of her mouth. He quickly lifted her one leg and then the other up and around his waist. Sounds of moans, feverish kisses, and wet sounds were all that could be heard as he ran his fingers through her cream over and over again.

Billie felt her pussy clench as her body screamed its impatience, waiting to be filled by his cock. She could already feel the electric tingles from his hands running through her dripping lips.

Jackson shifted his hand and managed to undo his belt and jeans. He shoved them with the top of his boxers off his huge pulsing erection, and he bumped her back into the door as he bent his knees slightly and positioned himself quickly.

She thought he would pass out from pleasure as she felt the head of his cock slip against the scalding juices that were flooding her pussy and running down her thighs. She knew he could smell her arousal and she thought she was going to die if he didn’t get inside of her that second. “You are mine, baby. Mine. Understand that after this, I am never gonna let you go.” With no further comment he plunged into her silken heat roughly to fill her to the hilt in one hard thrust.

Billie felt so full, so heavenly full, she thought she might faint. His thick cock filling her sent unbelievable waves of pleasure rolling through her. He was so long that he pressed against her womb while he impaled her on him. She clung to his shoulders and silently begged him to thrust and fuck her.

Suddenly, Jackson began thrusting up while clenching her ass tightly in his grip. He groaned his pleasure as he pumped his cock into her ferociously. Her cream was bathing him inside of her and he felt the erotic wetness on the cool air every time he pulled out to only leave his thick head just inside of her. He heard her feminine whimpers of pleasure mix sensually with his own masculine groans. They were banging against the door over and over in a violent ritual of erotic thrusting. He felt her start to clench tightly on his cock as she began to scream over and over again with what must be incredible bursts of orgasmic pleasure. Her head was thrown back and her nails were digging into his shoulders, trying to hold her purchase onto her lover.

Jackson watched as Billie couldn’t breathe from such an incredible orgasm exploding violently from her.

Jackson increased the aggression and pace of his thrusting while trying to protect her back from their animalistic movements. He was helpless as he felt the electrical pulses start and the drawing up of his sac. He drew his head back and released uncontrollably what seemed to be endless streams of hot cum inside of his woman. He roared his pleasure so loudly, it seemed like the house shook. When his cock finally stopped pulsing, he leaned his head against her shoulder as she limply clung to him. He sunk down onto his knees holding her to his body protectively. Their harsh, uneven breathing finally began to settle. His woman, finally. He felt momentarily disoriented from what had to be the best fuck of his life. He was able to refocus as he felt her hands lightly run over his shoulders and sensed her lips tasting the salty sweat on his neck with her soft kisses. Jackson leaned his head back to look into her eyes. He saw satiated warmth emanating from his woman. He leaned forward and softly kissed each eyelid, then her nose, and finally her lips. He couldn’t bear to separate from her yet, so, with his cock still hard inside of her, he rocked on his heels and forced himself back to standing while still holding her ass in both hands.

“Baby? Where is your bedroom?”

Zeus and Madison were hovering around them in circles, trying to figure out what he had just done to their mistress. They weren’t whimpering, just trying to assess the situation.

Jackson took one hand and petted both on their heads to momentarily give them comfort.

She seemed to be so overcome by the electrifying pleasure they just had, it was as though she was having trouble formulating a thought. Jackson smiled to himself.

He barely heard her whispered answer. “Upstairs, Jackson.”

He took the stairs two at a time while cradling her against his rock-hard body. He felt bemused as he realized that he was still hard as a rock inside of her, their rough initial mating doing little to quench his desire for her. At her bedroom door, he hesitated as he found the light.

Her bedroom was quite a surprise to Jackson. It looked like it was designed for pleasure and he told her so. He looked at her sideways, wondering if she had designed it with that hope in mind. There was an antique Elizabethan carved canopy bed with a sumptuous deep-red and gold silken bedspread on it. The additional pieces of furniture, dressers, night tables, and lounge, matched the carved scrollwork of the bed.

She looked sheepish as they took in the deep-rose-colored walls and silky draperies covering the windows. “Perhaps I had something in mind but never did I imagine in all of my planning that it would feel like that, Jackson. That was indescribable. You were beyond my wildest dreams.”

At her mention of their downstairs activities, he was immediately concerned. “Baby, did I hurt you?” he asked, looking for some sign that he was too rough with her.

“If you did anything, Jackson, it was a mark of the incredible pleasure you just gave me. Is it always like that for you?” she shyly questioned. He felt completely sated and couldn’t help but grin with masculine arrogance over her obvious extreme satisfaction.

“No, baby. I have never felt like that. You brought me to my knees,” he murmured, realizing the truth to his words. It had never felt like that before. “Now, I want to look at you. We are going to take this slowly as we waited too long to do this. I am going to worship this body all night, darlin’.”

Jackson gently placed her lying across the huge bed. To him she looked like a very satisfied, sensual goddess with her long, gorgeous hair spread around her. He took in her torn silk shirt where her white, lacey bra was displaying her succulent breasts for his gaze. He laid himself down next to her and ran his hand gently to the side of her face. He felt her eagerly meet his kiss, which brushed across her lips in a loving caress. She was even more amazing than he thought she would be. He felt like a starving man at a feast and feared that he would never get enough of her.

Billie wanted to deepen the kiss, but Jackson continued to love her by sliding his lips along her jawline to her ear.

Jackson lightly traced the shell of her ear, causing her to shiver in delight and then moan as he sucked on her neck right below it.

Her hand started to wander over his chest, delighting in the hard planes around his pectorals. She slipped button after button free while slowly unwrapping her gift. His skin was still lightly bronzed after a summer of exposure with a light mat of soft curls. He was all man and she couldn’t believe she was here, touching him.

Wanting to explore more, Billie eased herself up and smiled sensually at Jackson who lay patiently beside her. Never taking her lightly hooded gaze from his, she undid the last two buttons of her own ripped top and pulled it away. Billie felt empowered as she saw the darkening of his eyes as she slipped over him to straddle his waist. His erection pulsed up against her naked nether lips that were still moist and swollen. As Jackson reach his hands up to plump her breasts into his hands, she closed her eyes and moaned again. She loved his touch and wanted him to know it.

Jackson knew he would never forget how she looked at this moment. Her eyes were closed as he observed that her lacey straps were slipping down her arms from him massaging her breasts. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist, erotically showing him her bare, weeping pussy; and the thigh-high stockings displayed with her feet still encased in her four-inch heels. She was a delectable woman and he planned on feasting. Jackson reached around and unclasped her bra, throwing it somewhere across the room. He sat up and took one breast in his hand as he leaned forward to lightly kiss her nipple. The strawberry-red button puckered at his light touch, indicating her delight. She had tilted her head slightly as he began to kiss and taste her breast with gentle nips on her skin. Without warning, he suddenly latched his mouth around her breast, suckling her nipple into his wet mouth.

“Jackson, mmm. I have never felt like this,” Billie managed to get out. Jackson merely hummed in response, squeezing one cheek of her ass while sucking her nipple to tight exquisiteness. Jackson had a feeling there was intense pleasure every time he nipped and sucked at her body. He switched breasts to worship the other.

“How did you keep these beauties from me, Billie? Now that they are mine, I promise you will have a permanent blush on you face, because I am going to either be thinking, looking, or touching them every chance I get. Tomorrow is Sunday dinner, prepare yourself.”

With halfhearted indignation, she exclaimed, “You wouldn’t!”

A devilish smile was all she received in return as he suddenly flipped them over and started grinding his pelvis into hers. He could feel her cream soaking through his jeans and decided it was time to find something new to explore. He stood by the side of the bed, ready to remove his pants when he felt her fingers.

“Please let me. I waited so long to see what I had been imagining.” His button still undone from his hasty redress, she pulled his zipper down slowly. Using her fingertips, she ran them over the thick head of his cock and squeezed him through his boxers. He was so big that the bulbous, burgundy head now peaked from the top of the waistband, tempting her. She leaned and lightly ran her tongue over him, eliciting a light hiss from Jackson. Emboldened by his pleasure, she pulled his erection out and gently laid kisses up and down each side. She wrapped her hand around it, as though afraid to let it go, and made him step from his pants, boxers, and boots. Sliding off the bed, she sank to her knees and licked her lips, extracting another groan of encouragement from her cowboy. With a salacious intent, she sucked him into the warm cavern of her mouth. She ran her tongue around and around the bulging head of him, tasting a tangy mixture of herself and his cum. She was shocked as it caused her own pulse to her pussy and a flood of new arousal. She squeezed her thighs together while sucking him into her mouth over and over again. Her need began to rise as he grew even thicker as she sucked him in so far that he bumped the back of her throat. Using her discarded silk shirt, she cupped his sack and began rubbing it with the silken material.

Jackson almost lost it right there as he felt the squeezing pressure and rub of the soft silk. She was a witch tempting him to tie her to his bed and never let her go. He reached down and decided that he had let her have control for long enough. He threaded his fingers in her auburn tresses and started to pump into her hot, wet mouth. It felt like the pleasure was shooting everywhere in his body as he watched her breasts bounce with his thrusting. She looked like she was in a heavenly place, clutching one hand to his ass and the other rubbing his sack.

“Baby, lean away quickly,” he panted out. She simply looked up at him and squeezed his sack hard.

“No, I waited forever to taste you. Let me.”

With her confession, Jackson pumped harder into her mouth, clutching her hair, relishing his control over her movements. Blinding pleasure exploded across his body as he felt his cock blast out his release.