Healing a Cowboy's Heart (Cowboy Dreamin' 2) (18 page)

He
groaned and she smiled against his skin. Torture would be sweet tonight.

The
five o’clock shadow of a beard on his jaw tickled her tongue as she ran it over
his skin.

He
lifted his hands to touch her, but she swatted them away. “No touching. It’s my
turn.” They dropped back to his sides, but he clenched his hands into fists.

With
the shirt loose, she pushed it off his shoulders to reveal the breadth of his
chest. No doubt about it, the man was built. Hefting hay all day sure built
muscles upon muscles on his gorgeous chest. His arms bulged when she ran her
hands down his biceps to push the shirt to the floor. “I love your chest.”

She
reached for his belt buckle, fully aware of the ridged cock beneath her
fingers. She ran her fingernail down the outside of his jeans over his cock,
dragging another groan from his lips.

“You’re
gonna pay for torturing me, darlin’.”

She
loved when he called her that. It made her feel special…his.

“Oh,
I think you love it, cowboy.”

“I
do, but you’re killin’ me.”

When
she had his pants undone, she pushed them as well as his boxer briefs to the
floor at his feet. He’d kicked off his boots while they’d watched the movie
with Ben, so they didn’t have those to deter them now.

He
stepped out of his clothes, pushing them to the side with his foot. She loved
him with her hands and her mouth, licking, sucking and trailing her lips from
his ear, over his collarbone to his nipples. The ridged tips called to her. She
flicked them with her tongue, bringing them to hard points of flesh.

Her
next move was to drop to her knees and run her tongue from his balls to the tip
of his cock.

“Just
your mouth.
No hands.”

She
put her hands behind her back, determined to suck him until he exploded in her
mouth. The head of his cock was soft. The whole thing was soft skin over
hardened steel. She couldn’t believe he’d had the entire length inside her more
than once. The man wasn’t small by any means.

With
as much finesse as she could without the use of her hands, she ran her tongue
around the head, up and down his shaft, licked his balls and literally made
love to his cock with her mouth.

“Enough.”

She
shook her head as she sucked hard.

“I’m
gonna come in your mouth then.”

She
nodded quickly running her tongue around the head again before she sucked the
majority of his length into her mouth.

“Fuck!”

The
warm, salty taste of his cum wasn’t unpleasant as it shot to the back of her
throat. She swallowed every bit until his legs wobbled and he pulled himself
from her mouth to collapse on the bed.

“You
didn’t have to do that, darlin’.”

“I
wanted to.”

“Thank
you,” he said, taking her face between his hands and kissing her. “Give me a
minute to recuperate and I’ll take care of you again.”

“Take
care of both of us.”

“Yeah.”

She
sat next to him on the bed before she scooted up to rest against the headboard.
He followed her up to sit next to her, pulling her against his chest. He kissed
her on the forehead much like she’d done with Ben.

Did
he care for her at all? She wasn’t sure. Sometimes he seemed to let her in and
then he’d shut himself off from her like he was afraid to care. He said he
didn’t have a heart left to give anyone. He was wrong. She just knew he had it
in him to love someone, she wasn’t sure it would be her though, especially when
he found out what she’d done after she talked to Jeremiah.

* * * *

It
didn’t take any time at all for him to be hard again. He had it so bad for her.
Sex though, it was only sex. He couldn’t think of anything else. Going beyond
that wasn’t an option. Not now, not ever.

“Ready
so fast, cowboy?”

“You
bet, city girl.”

“I
told you, I’m not a city girl.”

“Honey,
from the minute I saw you, your clothes screamed city girl from the tips of
your brand new boots to those designer jeans.”

She
laughed. “I was
tryin
’ to blend in.”

“Not
like that you weren’t.”

“Not
so much, eh?”

“Do
you even own any other boots?”

“No.”

“You
would have blended in better if you would have worn your power suit.”

“Power
suit?”

“I
assume you own one.” He glanced down at her confused face. “You know, tight
skirt, white silk blouse, blazer jacket, and fuck me pumps.”

She
sputtered in indignation.

“You
do have one.”

“Of
course, I do, but I don’t call it my power suit.”

“I’d
like to see you in only those shoes.” He moved sideways and slid down in the
bed, taking her with him. “I want to be inside you.”

“You
need a condom first.”

“No
problem, darlin’.” He reached over to the nightstand, grabbed a condom and
rolled it on in two seconds flat.
“Ready for me?”

“More
than ready.”

He
moved between her legs, rubbing the head of his cock on her clit.

“Wait.”

“Wait?
Why?”

“I
want to do something.” He moved off her and stood on the side of the bed. “Come
with me.” He held out his hand until she got to her feet. Once she was standing
beside him, he lifted her so she had to wrap her legs around his hips. With his
cock poised at her pussy, he waited for the perfect moment to slide home. He
moved so her back was against the wall. “Now, this is fuckin’ awesome.”

“Oh
shit,” she growled low in her throat as he pushed his cock into her hot pussy.
“Oh, God!”

He
pulled her legs up so they lay across his forearms, giving him more leverage
and deeper penetration. It was his turn for his eyes to roll in the back of his
head. The heat of her pussy beckoned with each thrust. He could feel each
scrape of her G spot along the head of his cock, dragging every moan from his
mouth. He wouldn’t last long like this. Each stroke of his cock threatened to
end their erotic dance too quickly. He wanted this to last, wanted to bring her
along for the ride.

“You
need to come, darlin’.”

“I
can’t. I need a little more…” Her words trailed off into a moan.

He
pistoned
his hips in sharp, jabbing thrusts, bringing
them both to the brink in seconds.
“Come with me.”

Her
high scream was smothered by his mouth as they both came apart together.

His
legs wobbled, unable to hold them. He released her legs, pulled out his cock,
and let her slide down his body so they could both catch their breath without
falling down into a heap of melted bone and muscle on the floor. He’d never
come so hard in his life.

They
stumbled back to the bed, collapsing on the coverlet in a heap. “Wow.”

“Yeah,
you can say that again.”

“Wow.”

She
laughed and shook her head. “You’re impossible.”

“But,
wow.”

“I
get it.”

They
laughed together for a moment before he disposed of the condom in a trashcan
near the bed. “Do you want to watch a movie for a while?”

“Sure.
What kind of movies do you have besides Toy Story?”

“Some
action flicks and maybe a few chick flicks too.”

“Can
I pick?”

He
pulled her down on the bed with him. “Sure, but let’s lie here for a bit before
we rush off to watch a movie.” He ran his fingers down her arm. “I kind of like
having you here next to me.”

“Do
you want me to stay until morning?”

“If
you want to.
I won’t push, but I enjoyed waking up
next to you the other day even if it wasn’t planned.”

“As
you exploded in a panic that your family would find out about us sleeping
together and have a cow.”

“You
don’t understand. We have a rule about sleeping with the guests. I can’t very
well enforce it if I’m doin’ it.”

“I
think it’s a silly rule.”

“You
would.” He wet his finger before rubbing it around her nipple.

Goose
bumps rose on her chest as her nipple hardened into a small nub. “You keep that
up and we won’t be watching any movie, at least not for a little while yet.”

He
palmed her breast.
“Fine by me.
I like fuckin’ you.”

“I
got that impression, yes, which is a good thing since I like it too.”

Concern
crossed his mind. He needed to ask her some questions. Her information digging
had both him and his dad troubled. “We need to talk.”

The
look on her face told him she was confused again.
“Uh-oh.
About what?”

“Why
are you askin’ so many questions about the ranch?”

“I
told you. I’m curious.”

“Curious
doesn’t explain wanting to know the financial stuff. Curious might describe
wanting to know what kind of horses we have.”

“It’s
nothing, Jeff.”

“I
don’t know whether to trust you or not.”

She
bit her lip.
A sure sign of nervousness.
“You’re
sleeping with me, but you don’t trust me?”

“You
do work for the enemy.”

“Only
in the sense that I’m gathering information for them on the area.”

“Are
you sure you aren’t giving them any other information on us?” She glanced away.
“Terri?”

“I
haven’t told them anything.”

“Why
does it sound like there’s
a
but
in there?”

“No
but
.” She rolled away from him and sat up on the side
of the bed. “I thought we were going to watch a movie.”

“I
thought we were gonna make love…I mean have sex again?”
Great, dumbass! What a stupid thing to say.

Fluffing
her hair with her fingers gave away more of her nervousness. Why did she seem
upset by the questioning?
Damn it. I
should never have started this.

He
rolled off the side of the bed and grabbed his pants.
One
foot in, then the other.
He needed to keep his mind off where his
thoughts were headed right now. Trust came hard for him and right now she
wasn’t doing anything to cement his trust in her. “Terri?”

“I
can’t talk about it, Jeff. Please don’t ask me to.”

“You’ve
told me you were gathering information on the area. Like what?” he asked,
sitting down on the side of the bed next to her.

One
of his old T-shirts now graced her shoulders, covering up her tempting body.
Her scent drifted to his nose from her hair.
Damn, she smells good
.

“Information
on the soil, water, those kinds of things.
Nothing special.”

“What
does our financial stuff have to do with that?”

She
jumped to her feet.
“Nothing.
All
right.
I was curious. That’s it!”

“I
don’t believe you.”

“No
shit!”

She
threw off his T-shirt and pulled her clothes on.

“Where
are you goin’?”

“Back
to my cabin.
Obviously you don’t trust me and you
don’t believe me. I can’t be with a man who thinks I’m totally up to no good.”

“If
you aren’t up to something, why are you so defensive?” he asked, coming to his
feet too. Something wasn’t right here.

“Fine.
I’m telling them every fucking thing I can find out about your family.
Your financial situation, everything!”

“Why?”

“Because
they want to buy you out!”
She pushed her fingers
through her hair. “Hell if I know, Jeff. I’m an architect. I’m not a damn
financial wizard. They want information on you. I’ve been gathering it, but I’m
not sure I’m giving it to them.”

“You’re
plannin
’ on betraying my family?”

“I’m
not planning anything. Some of the things I’ve found on the area lead me to
believe things aren’t as they seem.”

Anger
zipped through him. “I think you need to leave.”

“I
am!” She shoved her feet back into the shoes she’d worn to the house.

“Leave
my family alone. I want you off the ranch tomorrow morning.”

“I’ll
leave when I’m damned good and ready.”

“You
aren’t welcome here anymore.”