Before The Night Is Over (23 page)

He followed her on his knees as she took two steps back toward the bed and sank down on the comforter.

“
Spread your legs,” he murmured against the inside of her thigh. “Mmm. Wet.” One finger slid up the slit. “Hot.” Two fingers dipped slowly into her pussy and she shivered at the sensations bombarding her—warm and flush then spikes of need crawling under her flesh. “Mine.” His mouth fastened on her clit and sucked it between his lips while those two delicious fingers worked her pussy with a magnificent thrusting motion that sent every nerve ending into overload. Her climax smacked her like a tidal wave coming out of nowhere, bowling over her and washing away anything resembling conscious thought.

“
One,” he whispered, continuing to slowly lick her clit until the tremors stopped.

“
One?” she asked, peeling her eyelids open to stare into the sparkling depths of brown.

“
Climax. We’ll be working on at least three tonight.”

“
Holy shit,” she whispered, as he stood and waved for her to scoot back on the bed. Her gaze fixed on his face and then slid down his broad chest, across his six-pack abs and followed the dark trail of hair that eventually blended with the crisp ones surrounding his cock. Long, thick and glistening with pre-cum, she licked her lips in anticipation of tasting every part of his magnificent cock tonight.

“
You didn’t plan on sleepin’, did you?” he questioned with a devilish glint in his eyes as he climbed into the bed beside her.

She shook her head and laid one hand on the hard plains of his chest. “I slept all damned day, thanks to one stubborn cowboy.”

“
Good, because I have an insatiable appetite for one fiery red-head who has been driving me absolutely fucking crazy for days.”

Scorching wet lips fastened on her nipple. Electricity zipped from the tip of her breast to her clit, awakening the sleeping giant of her desire. His fingers plucked and rolled the neglected tip while he sucked the one beneath his lips, deep into his mouth. The steely hardness of his erection bumped against her leg and she reached down to wrap her hand around his girth. He released the nipple his fingers had been teasing, to forestall her hand and trap her wrist.

“
I want to touch you.” Her voice a small whimper of escalating feelings.

Releasing her breast with a teasing lick, he said, “You’ll get your turn after I’m done torturing you a bit. Now leave those hands above your head or I’ll find something to bind them.”

The gleam in his almost black eyes told her he’d love to tie her up.

“
I know you have handcuffs around here somewhere.”

Her dream from before came rushing back with stark clarity and her cheeks heated.

“
Mmm. I get the impression you might like being restrained a little.” His finger traced the seam of her lips, back and forth, taking the dampness and spreading it over the surface. “Are you wet just thinking about it?”

She bit the inside of her mouth to keep the moan from slipping out.

Those delicious fingers skimmed down her torso and then dipped between her pussy lips to spread the cream he found, over the throbbing nub and swirling it until she raised her hips off the bed.

“
Oh my yes. You are definitely wet and slick.”

His thumb flicked over her clit while two fingers slid deep inside her pussy, tearing the trapped moan from her mouth and a plea from her lips. “Kale, please.”

“
Tell me what you want.”

The hard pecs of his chest met her eyes when she dropped gaze. Asking for what she wanted during sex didn’t come easy. Her mother had been a prude when it came to anything between a man and a woman, but also passed those thoughts and feelings on to her. They never talked about sex—never mentioned anything accept to tell her she’d find the perfect man to take care of her and she would give him children, keep his house and do his entertaining for him. Sex would be something she’d tolerate, not enjoy. The first time with Kale hadn’t been planned. Remembering how he’d taken her to new heights of awareness, brought heat to her cheeks.

Suck it up and tell him.

“
Talk to me, Laurel,” he whispered, trailing his fingers down her cheek and his lips over her ear.

“
I…uh.”

“
Fast or slow. Deep or shallow. I need to know what will make it fantastic for you.” His gaze met hers and she wanted to shrink back and not expose herself to him anymore. “Huh-uh,” he murmured when she tried to turn away.

“
I want,” she squeaked and then cleared her throat. “You.”

“
Not a problem, darlin’. How?”

“
Inside me. Deep, hard and fast.”

The crinkled of a condom wrapped broke the sound of harsh breathing as he quickly sheathed himself and moved between her legs. No soft thrust this time. He buried himself balls deep in one firm snap of his hips.

“
Oh, God,” she whimpered.

“
You okay?”

“
Yeah. Feels…”

“
Feels?”

“
Fantastic. Please.”

He took her legs in his firm grasp and draped them over his forearms. The change in position forced him even deeper. His cock slid in and out with each thrust of his hips and each slow rotation of his pelvis.

“
Lord, you feel good, darlin’.” Two more thrusts. “Tighten those pussy muscles. Yeah, like that.”

She lifted her buttocks and moaned. The slow, torturous movement of his plunges was about to drive her insane. Her pussy muscles trembled with the need to feel the friction of his cock. “Faster,” she said.

“
Nope. My way this time. I want to feel every quiver and every clench of your sweet pussy, baby.” Three more slow pushes.

“
God, Kale, please,” she begged.

She caught his gaze and the passion in his eyes drove hers higher. Sweat clung to his upper lip and the muscles of his neck stood out under the strain of holding back. She shifted up onto her hands and latched onto his nipple with her lips. The soft growl he released egged her on. She nipped at the tip and he lost all control, dropping her legs and pulling them around his hips. She locked her ankles and titled her pelvis up to take everything he wanted to give her—every inch of his impressive cock deep inside. Heat coiled unfathomably low in her middle and raced down her legs. Her toes curled and a deep, satisfying groan slipped from her mouth as she panted, “Yes, yes, yes,” with each snap of his hips and each slam of his cock.

“
Squeeze me, darlin’. Clamp down and come for me, Laurel. Milk everything I have.”

She couldn’t stop the wave of her climax from stripping her bare and leaving her heart out there for him to take or leave. Each plunge of his cock took a little more until he slammed deep and took her soul.

Once the tremors stopped, he gathered her in his arms, tucking her close to his side and sighed heavily—like a contented man. He rolled the condom off and dropped it on the waste basket next to her bed before settling back down and relaxing under her hands.

His heart thumped beneath her cheek for several minutes while their bodies cooled. She trailed her fingers through the hair on his chest and traced the line down his abdomen to the head of his cock.

A low grumbling growl rumbled deep under her face.

“
You’re going to be the death of me woman.”

“
Are you not up for more? I thought you told me we weren’t going to sleep tonight.”

His cock twitched under her fingers and she smiled against his chest, then nipped at the flat copper disc.

“
Oh, I’m up for more, especially with you.”

* * * *

Her hand wrapped around his painfully swelling cock, stroking up and down in slow torment. The little witch knew exactly what she did to him. Her saucy smile and wicked peek through her lashes at him, made him hard enough to pound nails with his dick.
God, she’s gorgeous with all her red hair falling around her shoulders, a blush on her pale skin and my little purple love bites on her breasts. Did she even realize they were there?

“
What are you grinning about sexy man?”

“
You,” he murmured, threading his fingers through her hair and wrapping one curl around her nipple.

“
Me? What did I do?”

“
It’s not what you’ve done. It’s what I plan on you doin’ before the night is over. Suckin’ me, lickin’ me, and ridin’ me.”

“
Mmm. I like your way of thinking, Mr. Dunn. Which shall I do first?” she asked trailing her lips over his chest and inching her way down his abdomen. “Lick?” The rough pad of her tongue slid over him from root to tip. “Suck?” She took the straining head of his cock between her lips and sucked just the tip before she swirled her tongue around and around, driving his desire to almost explosive levels. Her hand dipped between his legs and cradled his balls in between her fingers, rolling them, stroking them and driving him crazy. The hum in her throat reverberated down his straining shaft and exploded in his nuts.

“
Sweet Jesus, Laurel.”

Her mouth swallowed every inch of his cock until he felt the back of her throat. The swallowing motions about drove him over the brink before he could tamp it down. His toes curled and his legs shook.

“
Enough, woman. Grab the condom from the nightstand.”

“
Oh. Strawberry? Can I put it on?”

“
Only if you don’t torment me anymore.”

“
You are no fun at all, Kale, but I want to do one more thing.”

He groaned, but nodded—not able to tell her no to anything she wanted to do to him.

“
It’s not that bad. You’ll like it. I swear.”

She placed the condom in her mouth and slowly rolled it down his shaft.

Holy fuck!

Once she had it in place, she gave him a wicked grin and a saucy wink as she straddled his hips and took him to the root of his dick, deep inside her.

She tossed her hair behind her and arched her back. A low purr erupted from her lips when she leaned forward and rocked her hips.

The glide of her pussy over his cock sent shock waves down his spine and a rush of blood in his ears. Grasping her hips, he helped her angle her pussy to give them both the best friction possible.

“
Oh yeah. Perfect.”

He spread his legs and pulled his heels up to give him more leverage and allow him to meet her down thrust with one up plunge of his own. Leaving her hips, he grasped her breasts and kneaded the firm flesh. God, he loved her tits. Perfectly shaped and the ideal size for his palms. He pinched her nipples until she groaned and sped up the pace.

Her pussy vibrated around his cock as her climax built. The tightening of his balls felt like a rubber band pulling taut, ready to snap his resolve to nothing with each rock of her hips.

The skin of her abdomen quivered beneath the slow glide of his hand. When his thumb found her clit and started to stroke, she through her head back and whimpered.

“
Please. Fuck me hard, Kale. Help me.”

“
Hold yourself up a little. Yeah, perfect,” he said.

He pumped his hips as her pussy clamped down on his cock, squeezing until he thought he would lose his mind. She screamed his name when she came hard.

She folded like an accordion onto his chest, breathing hard enough to ruffle the fine hair around his nipple.

“
Wow.”