COWBOY ROMANCE: Justin (Western Contemporary Alpha Male Bride Romance) (The Steele Brothers Book 1) (8 page)

14.

Justin rushed us past a grinning crowd and to his truck. He put me down in the passenger seat and buckled my seat belt for me.

“My car!”

“We’ll get it later.”

He ran around to the driver’s side and jumped in. Before I could say anything else, he was speeding away from the rodeo. He turned toward my house and glanced over at me. “This okay with you? I’d like to avoid my family tonight.”

“Yeah. Where’s Mason?”

“With my parents. They took a trip to Six Flags this weekend. Mason doesn’t like watching me ride anymore.”

I couldn’t blame Mason. It was scary. “What you did tonight…”

Justin slid the truck to a stop in front of my house and rushed around to my side. “What I did tonight was a pathetic attempt to bribe you into feeling for me what I feel for you—not that I don’t care about the strays of Martinsville.”

I laughed. “Really?”

“Not fully. I wanted you to be able to do what you dreamed of. I wanted to show you that I care. I know that people talk about me and the way I’ve slept around. I don’t want you to think you’re the same.”

I dragged him up the walkway to my house and unlocked the door. “I’m not?”

He pinned me to the door and shook his head. “Not hardly. I knew you were different right away. You barely looked at me. You were so focused on being miserable at that date. I wanted to distract you, but you wouldn’t have it. Then when I saw you at the carnival, you ran from me.”

“I didn’t run from you. I was running from my mother.”

He grinned. “You weren’t excited to see me, though. Then I watched you with Mason. He hasn’t bonded with a woman like that since his mother. You’re so caring. You have the biggest heart. I want a piece of it.”

Little did he know I was pretty sure he had the whole thing. “Do you want to come in?”

He grinned and nodded. “So polite of you to ask.”

I pushed the door open and we stumbled in. “Haven’t you heard? I’m really polite and virtuous.”

He laughed. “The whole town heard that last part.”

I walked backward, trailing him along. “That was
not
how I wanted to tell you. I just freaked out and wanted to get it out. I wasn’t saving it for marriage or anything. I just…I never found anyone that did it for me. You definitely do, though.”

He stalked toward me, taking one step for every two of mine. “I’m glad you told me. I don’t want to hurt you.”

I reached up and undid the top of my dress. “You’re not going to hurt me, Justin.”

His eyes darkened as they traveled down my body. He reached for me and pulled the dress down, slowly revealing my bra and panties. He licked his lips and groaned. “Damn, Sara. Is this for me?”

I nodded. I’d imagined my first time to be scary and spent trying to cover my body, but I felt nothing but sexy in front of Justin. I kept walking backward until I got to my bedroom. “It’s for you. All for you.”

He opened his vest and shoved it off. “You are so fucking sexy. I’ve been thinking about this since I saw you at dinner that night.”

I reached for his hands as they moved to the buttons on his shirt. “Let me.”

I slowly undid each button before pulling his shirt from his pants and pushing it off his shoulders. His chest was naked in front of me for the first time, and I sighed happily. He was beautiful. A star was tattooed over his chest, and I pressed my lips to it. I pressed my lips everywhere I could reach.

He pushed me onto the bed and smiled down at me as he started pulling clothes off. “I want to take my time, but I don’t know if I can.”

I sat up on my knees and watched as he lost his cowboy boots and then his chaps. When he pushed his pants down he took his underwear with them, and suddenly Justin was naked in front of me. I stared at him with wide eyes. “No wonder women were fighting to get to you.”

He shrugged. “Take your bra off.”

I couldn’t. I was too focused on staring at Justin’s naked body. He was solid muscle. His thighs were thick and strong from riding and covered in a light dusting of hair. The most arresting thing was his member, standing proud and huge.

“Bra. Off.” Justin moved closer to me, and I slowly moved my eyes up his body.

His amber eyes were darkened and focused as he watched me. “Do I need to do it?”

I shook my head as I reached behind me and unhooked the offending thing. When I let it fall away, Justin sucked in a sharp breath.

He moved so fast that I barely registered it until he was in the bed, on top of me. “
Perfect
.”

I threw my head back and moaned as his mouth closed over my nipple and sucked. I ran my hands down his back and then between us. My fingers brushed over his cock and he grunted.

He moved up to my mouth and kissed me while his hand trailed down to my core. When I opened my mouth to cry out as his fingers brushed over me, he deepened the kiss. His tongue teased me as his fingers gently explored.

I moaned and spread my legs wider for him. “Why did I wait so long for this?”

He pushed another finger into me and growled. “Because
I
was meant to do this. I’m going to be the first one here.”

My body reacted, and I felt a flood of warmth pool at my core. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held his gaze. “Can we do that now?”

“I just want to make sure you’re ready.”

I grinned up at him. “I’ve
been
ready.”

Justin kissed my lips, my chin, and then lower until he was right above my panties. He pressed his mouth over the lacey material, and I could feel his hot tongue against my clit. Added with the texture of the lace, I was near the edge already. “I just want to be sure. I want to make this memorable for you, Sara.”

I sat up a bit and gestured a hand down my body. “This has been a very memorable experience already. I promise you that I’ll never forget it. Nor will I let this be the last time. If you just come up here and fuck me, I’ll let you have all the foreplay in the world later.”

He bit the top of my panties and slowly pulled them off before kissing his way back up to my center. Ignoring me, he hooked my legs over his shoulders and then buried his face against me. While his tongue replaced his fingers, his nose nudged my clit.

I dug my fingers into the mattress and cried out for him. I’d never felt anything like what he was doing to me. I’d masturbated plenty, but nothing compared to Justin.

When I couldn’t take anymore, I begged him to make me come. Once again he ignored me and moved his open-mouth kisses up to my stomach and then my chest. When he kissed my mouth again I gripped his hair and pulled his head away.

“Please, fuck me.”

His dimples flashed. “Every time you swear, it sends a jolt of pleasure to my dick.”

I locked my legs around him and rocked my hips against his. “I don’t swear.”

Instead of answering, he reached over and grabbed a condom from his pants. I watched as he sat back and rolled it on. He moved back between my legs and positioned himself at my opening.

“You ready?”

I nodded and rested my hands on his shoulders. When Justin slowly entered me, I moaned and tipped my head back. It wasn’t painful, just incredibly full feeling. A pressure built in my lower stomach, and I dug my nails into his skin.

“Holy shit.” Justin’s voice was hoarse as he stilled in me. Our hips were pressed against each other’s and he throbbed.

I cried out his name as he started moving. His thrusts were strong and steady as he drove me past the point of sanity. “Yes! Fuck me, Justin.”

He buried his face in my neck and pressed hot kisses against my skin as we moved. His hands were planted on the bed on either side of my head, holding most of his weight off me.

As his thrusts got faster and harder, I felt my body nearing a release. I lost track of time as I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to hold off so it wouldn’t end too soon.

Justin’s arms shook as he strained. He lifted his head and peppered kisses along my eyes. “Open them, baby. I want to see you when you come for me.”

I met his eyes and bit my lip hard.

“Am I hurting you?”

I shook my head and smiled just before he brushed against my clit again and I stumbled into a foreign orgasm. My walls squeezed around him, pulsing over and over with my orgasm as I wrapped my body around his completely.

Justin let out a loud shout as he came and his body tensed over me. Knowing that he was coming stretched my orgasm out until I had tears running down my cheeks from the force of it.

We lay there, each of us panting heavily, until Justin’s weight started crushing me. I pushed on one of his shoulders and he rolled over, dragging me with him.

I rested my head on his chest and smiled. I couldn’t have dreamed of a better way to lose my virginity. I pressed my lips to his skin and giggled.

“What?” Justin pulled me completely on top of him, so I had to raise my head to look at his face.

“Amanda told me people say you’re kinky.” I couldn’t stop grinning, so I buried my face in his chest.

He made me lift my face so he could kiss me. “What do you think?”

I shrugged. “I think if you are, I’m up for anything.”

He hardened against my thigh and groaned. “You are fucking perfect.”

“No,
this
is perfect. I don’t ever want to get out of this bed.” I frowned. “Will you still want this tomorrow?”

He sat up and held me against his chest. “I will. And the next day. And the
next
day. I have another surprise for you.”

I perked up. “What is it?”

He jumped out of bed and pulled me with him to the window facing my backyard. “Have a look.”

I looked out and saw that right next to the deck was a small doghouse with the word Mable painted over the front entrance. Tears filled my eyes and I looked up at him. “What is that?”

He grinned. “That is where your dog is going to live. She’s a rescue that Dr. Pearson was about to put down. She’s a four-month-old chocolate lab. Cute as a button. She’s at my vet’s right now, getting spayed. You can pick her up as soon as tomorrow afternoon.”

“You got me a dog?”

“I got you a dog.”

I wrapped my arms around him and smiled into his chest. Life was sweet. I had a good job where I got to help kids like Mason, my dream of opening a shelter was coming true, and I owned a puppy for the first time in my life. Everything I’d wanted was happening. The part I was happiest about in that moment? No more blind dates.

The End.

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The Steele Brothers: Devon

1.

“Oh, yeah, Amanda. Ride me, baby.” Max’s voice was guttural as he neared his orgasm. He reached a hand out and slid his fingers down my ass, stopping to toy with me along the way.

I moaned and tossed my head back. My long red hair trailed down to his thighs, and he used his other hand to fist it. “
Max
!”

He slipped a finger into my backside and slapped my ass. His hips thrust skyward, impaling me over and over again with his dick.

We orgasmed together after a few more minutes of thrusting and heavy breathing. Then I fell asleep with a thin sheet wrapped around me, and Max got up to wave his bare, wet dick in front of the camera before shutting it off.

I sat up in bed and rubbed sleep out of my eyes. Same old nightmare, different day. The alarm clock beside my bed chose that moment to go off, and I slapped my hand down on top of it to turn it off. I never slept past it anymore.

Moo-Key, my overgrown dog, jumped onto my bed and stared at me. He was an Irish wolfhound that had been dropped off at my best friend’s animal shelter. No one wanted him because he was so large, but I’d fallen in love with him.

My house was barely big enough for the two of us, but I’d also somehow ended up with a cat named Fred, too. Fred hissed from the foot of my bed, and Moo-Key yelped and jumped down to hide behind the bedroom door. He was too large to actually fit, so his entire back end was sticking out.

“Bad Fred. You know better.”

I pushed the cat down and then made my morning rounds. Both animals got breakfast, and then Moo-Key went outside to do his business while Fred made his way around the house, batting Moo-Key’s bones and toys under couches and chairs.

I’d have to sweep them out later or the big dog would whine for hours. I’d had a feeling when Sara Jane had wanted to open a shelter. I knew that I’d end up with a small collection of animals, and sure enough, it was happening.

I got dressed for my day in jeans and a tank top. I brushed my hair out and then braided it down my back. With a little bit of makeup I was ready to go.

I dropped Moo-Key off next door, at Mrs. Wilkens’s place, with only light criticisms of my cleavage. Mrs. Wilkens was in her early nineties and as crazy as the day was long. She was my only neighbor within ten miles and loved to exercise that fact.

She’d show up at my house at random hours, complaining about one thing or another. She’d borrow things from me without letting me know and then would lend them back to me when I found them in her house. Once she’d even stayed the night on my couch without me knowing. She was spunky and sneaky, but I wouldn’t wish for anyone else living next door.

When I’d first brought Moo-Key home, she’d screamed and hid out in her house for days. Her plants went dry and the fresh pie she had cooling on her front porch had remained there until the coyotes came up and snatched it.

It’d taken me weeks to convince her to actually get close to the giant dog. When she did, she’d immediately fallen in love. I’d left Moo-Key at home the day after while I went to work, and I came home to find him missing. Mrs. Wilkens had come over and kidnapped him. She said he didn’t deserve to be left alone during the day. Since then, she’d been babysitting him for me when I worked. ***
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