Indulgence (315 page)

“Somehow I don’t think we’ll be doing a lot of showering.”

“I hope not. Watching you touch yourself was so fuckin’ hot,
I almost came in my jeans.” He quickly stripped off his clothes and climbed
into the shower with her. “Much better.” He grabbed the soap and lathered up
his hands until they were slick. “Now I can touch you like I wanted to this
morning before I left your bed.”

“Why didn’t you?” she asked, whispering along his throat. “I
would have loved to wake up like that.”

He ran his hands over her breasts. “Because I didn’t want to
wake you. You were sleeping so peacefully with a beautiful smile on your lips.”

“I was dreaming of you like this.”

He laughed as he pinched her nipples, drawing them to little
points of pleasure. “In the shower? I thought that dream came when you were
touching yourself.”

“Well yes, but I dreamt of you just the same, touching me,
loving me. I can’t get enough.”

He slanted his mouth over hers, driving his tongue between
her lips in the erotic dance only two lovers know. His hands skimmed down her
abdomen and around to her hips to draw her closer to his body. His rock-hard
erection pressed into her stomach. “Do you want me?” she asked, pulling away
from his kiss to lick his throat.

“Oh, hell yeah. I snuck away from my chores to have you.”

“So romantic, you are.” She released a throaty laugh as she
nipped at his skin. She wanted to bite him, eat him up until he couldn’t escape
her feast on his flesh.

One of his hands slid around to the front of her body to
dive between her thighs. “God, you’re wet.”

“I’m in the shower,” she said with a laugh before it turned
to a moan the minute he thrust two fingers inside her pussy. “Okay, that’s not
because of the shower.”

“Let me grab a condom.”

She glanced into his eyes. “I don’t want a barrier between
us.”

“What are you saying, Mesa?”

“I’m clean and I’m on birth control. Are you?”

“Clean, yes.”

“Then fuck me, Joel.”

He put both hands under her buttocks. “Wrap your legs around
me.”

“You can’t li—”

“I wrestle cows for a livin’, darlin’. I can handle a little
thing like you.”

He lifted her in his arms and she wrapped both legs around
his waist. With her back against the cold tile, he slid home, filling her to
the brim with his hard flesh. Her satisfied moan echoed off the tile enclosure.

“God, you feel good, baby.”

“Move, Joel. I need you.”

He rocked his hips back and forth, sliding his scalding
length deep inside her. His groan matched hers. Ecstasy fogged her brain. Water
beat down upon them in a cascade, pounding in a solid stream between them as he
continued to rock his hips.

“Damn, I’m not gonna last like this. The sensation is
killing me.”

“Make me come.”

He shifted his stance. The slide of his cock hit her G spot
in exactly the right place to shoot her desire to explosive. She exploded on a
cry, his name a mantra from her lips. Stars burst behind her eyelids, blinding
her to anything but the feeling of him deep inside her.

His own climax echoed hers until she felt the stickiness of
their mingled cum sliding down her leg.

She rested her head on his chest, dragging air into her
starved lungs until her head cleared and she could think straight again.

“I like it much better without the barrier between us.”

“Me too, but I didn’t want to push.”

The breakfast bell clanged, startling them both. He pulled
out of her and grabbed the soap to finish washing her. “We need to hurry or
we’re gonna miss breakfast.”

“We can always hit the diner in town.”

“Don’t you have work to do?”

“Yeah, but I’ll already be in hot water for skipping out
this morning.”

“I don’t want you to be in trouble.”

“It’s okay. Josh covered for me.”

“He knew you were coming up here to seduce me?”

“I didn’t tell him if that’s what you mean. I think he might
have assumed so from the silly grin on my face.” He washed himself, and then
waited for her.

She quickly washed her hair and rinsed in the warm water
that seemed to be turning colder by the second. “I think we’re about to run out
of hot water.”

“Yeah, I think so too. Hurry.”

“I am.” Within minutes, she’d washed every bit of soap off
and grabbed one of the fluffy, white towels hanging on the wall to dry herself
with as Joel rinsed.

He shut the water off then pulled the other towel down.

“What time did you wake up this morning?” she asked, heading
back into the bedroom with the pile of her clean clothes.

“I’m always up when the sun comes up. We have to feed and
water the animals before we take them out for the day.”

“I know the bed was already cold by the time I woke.”

“Yeah, I’d already been up for a couple of hours by then.”

“Wow.”

“Do you want to go to town?”

“Sure.”

They dressed in a rush in between kissing and touching. His
lips found her throat as he nibbled from her earlobe to her collarbone. “If you
don’t stop, we’ll never get out of here. Food calls,” she said in between moans
of ecstasy and trying to button his shirt.

“Maybe I want something else to eat.”

Her pussy creamed at the thought, soaking her panties. She
loved when he ate her out. “Later, cowboy. My stomach needs sustenance.”

“Party pooper,” he replied, pressing his forehead against
hers. “Promise?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Okay, let’s get food then.” He stepped into his boots as
she tied her tennis shoes. “Did you bring boots?”

“I hadn’t planned on being on a ranch. I really should go
buy some, I guess.”

“Yes, you should, especially if you plan on ridin’ with me.”

“Riding you?”

“With me, Mesa, but I’ll take the other, too.”

“I bet you would, cowboy.”

About fifteen minutes later, they pulled up to the front of
a quaint little diner situated near the light in the middle of Bandera.

“Does everyone come here?”

“A lot of the older crowd comes for coffee early and so do
many of the wranglers. They shoot the shit during the morning before they head
out for the day’s work.”

“This place sounds so fun.” She took out the pen and paper
she always kept in her purse to jot down some notes on the diner. A waitress
showed them to a booth near the window. Joel took one side and she took the
other. She set the book aside to glance at the menu. A ham and cheese omelet
sounded good to her.

“What are you havin’?”

“Omelet. You?”

“Bacon and eggs.”

The waitress appeared at their table, barely glancing at
Mesa, but focusing entirely on Joel. “Hey, Joel.”

“Hey, Marie. Coffee, Mesa?”

“Yes please.”

He looked up at the waitress and said, “Two coffees. I’ll
have bacon and eggs over medium with hash browns and my lady friend will have?”

“Ham and cheese omelet.”

“Got that?”

“Yeah,” she said, simpering over him and batting her eyes.
“Are you busy tonight?”

“Yes, I am actually.”

“What about tomorrow night?”

“Sorry, Marie. I’m not interested in dating you. We’ve
already had this discussion before. You’re a sweet girl, but you aren’t my
type.”

“And she is? Look at her!”

“What’s between me and Mesa is none of your business. I’ll
thank you to remember that and please call us another waitress.”

“But I…”

“Ann?”

“Yeah, Joel?” an older woman called from behind the counter.

“Can you come here and take our order please.”

“Be right there.” She grabbed a coffee pot and two cups
before she headed over toward their table. “I got this, Marie.”

Marie huffed off toward the kitchen, glancing behind her
several times.

“Sorry about her, Joel. You know she’s had the hots for you
for a long time. She just doesn’t know when to quit.”

“It’s fine. I just didn’t want to subject my friend here to
her.”

Ann poured them two cups of coffee, smiling at Mesa and
whole time. “You ain’t from around here.”

“No, I’m staying at the ranch for a few days.”

“Ann Quimby, this is Mesa Arraguso. She’s from L.A.”

“Nice to meet you, Ann,” Mesa replied, taking her hand in a
firm shake.

“You too, Mesa. I ain’t sure how you corralled this youngin’,
but hang on tight. You’re in for the ride of your life, honey.”

Mesa blushed to the roots of her hair. Was it so obvious
they were sleeping together that the whole town could tell by looking at them?
“Thanks for the advice.”

“No problem, darlin’. What are you two eatin’?”

Joel repeated the order to Ann then she took off toward the
kitchen to get their order up. Mesa bit her lip and sipped her coffee. Joel
watched her over the rim of his cup, his eyebrow raised over his left eye.
“What?”

“You’re blushin’.”

“I didn’t think it was so obvious we’re lovers, but
apparently it is.”

“Are you ashamed, because I’m not.”

“No. I really didn’t think it was written on my forehead
though.” She tapped the spot between her brows. “You know. Joel’s slut.”

“You aren’t a slut, Mesa, for God’s sake. There’s a big
difference between someone who goes around sleeping with everyone and anyone
and someone who hooks up with one person for a short term fling.”

“Did you just hear yourself? It means the same thing, Joel.”

“No, it doesn’t.” He lowered his voice. “Sluts sleep with
everyone or anyone. You are only sleepin’ with me. Of course, we aren’t doin’
much sleepin’.”

“Shush. I don’t want everyone hearing you.”

“It’s none of their business what we do, Mesa.”

“I still don’t need everyone hearing you talk about our sex
life.”

“What does it matter? After you leave, you won’t ever see
them again.”

“What if I come back?”

“Are you?”

“Am I what?”

“Coming back after you leave.”

“I don’t know, Joel. It all depends on what happens between
us. I mean, maybe we could just have a fling every year around the same time.”
She sipped her coffee before setting the cup back down. “Isn’t there a movie
with the same storyline? I know.” She snapped her fingers. “It’s called Same
Time Next Year. We could do that.”

He drank a little of his coffee. “I don’t want to think
about when you’re goin’ home.”

“I don’t either, but it’s reality. I have a life back in Los
Angeles. Your life is here.”

“You’re becoming a very important part of my life, Mesa.”

“Here you go, folks. Omelet for the lady. Bacon and eggs for
you, Joel. More coffee?”

“No, I think we’re good, Ann. Thank you.”

They ate in silence while the thoughts of going home soured
her stomach. She didn’t want to go back to Los Angeles. She didn’t care about
her life there anymore, but Joel didn’t want to talk about her leaving either.

After they finished their breakfast and quietly sipped their
coffee, Joel asked, “Are you finished? We can hit the small western wear store
for a pair of boots before we go back to the ranch.”

“Yes, I’m done.”

She grabbed her wallet to pay for her breakfast, but he beat
her to the tab, thrusting twenty dollars into Ann’s hands as she brought the
bill. “Keep the change.”

“Thanks, doll. See you around?”

“Of course, darlin’. You know I can’t stay away from you.”

He kissed her on the cheek and jealousy rushed through Mesa.
What the hell? She’s old enough to be his mother.

“Tell my sister hello for me when you get back to the
ranch.”

“I will. Ma needs to come in here once in a while to get
away from the house. She spends too much time on the books.”

Her sister? Nina is Ann’s sister? Well that explains the
familiarity of Joel with Ann. She’s his aunt!

“Are reservations up this year?”

“Yeah, business is doin’ good. Now, if the damned housin’
development people would back the hell off and quit buyin’ up the properties,
we’d be fine.”

“Are they buyin’ up more?”

“Yeah. One of our neighbors sold out.”

“Y’all have enough land to keep them from bein’ too close to
you.”

“True, but it cuts down on the range land overall, which
makes it difficult for the wildlife.”

“True, baby doll.” She patted his cheek before she hugged
him. “Kiss your mama.”

“Sure. Love you.”

“Love you too, honey. Take care of that girl. She’s good for
you, Joel.”

Color spread across his cheeks as he blushed a deep red. “I
will.”

The warmth of his hand at the small of her back made her
feel cared for. She wasn’t sure why having him show his possession of her on
such a visceral level brought her spirits up, even when it wasn’t what it
seemed.

Next they hit the western store for boots. He helped her
pick out a nice part of Ariat boots with soft rawhide. The pair hugged her
feet, molding to the shape of her foot so well, she felt like she was walking
in slippers. “These are fabulous, Joel. Thank you for helping me pick them
out.”

“You’re welcome, darlin’. I have a pair similar in my closet
I wear out dancing because they are so comfortable.”

“Do you go to the club a lot?”

“I wouldn’t say a lot. I don’t go every weekend or
anything.”

“What else do you like to do?”

“Huntin’, fishin’, four-wheelin’, muddin’. You know,
outdoorsy things.”

“What’s muddin’?”

“You’ve never been muddin’?”

She laughed and punched his arm. “If I had, I wouldn’t have
asked you what it is, now would I?”

“Well hell, darlin’. We’ll get the boys together after work
this evenin’ and show you what a good time muddin’ is! We usually do it on the
weekend when we don’t have so much work, but it’s fun in the dark, too. We get
the big ass lights on the back of the truck, turn them on and have a great
time.”