Loving You: A Cowboy Romance (Texas Hill Country Romance Book 1) (13 page)

They turned their attention back to Seinfeld. On the next commercial, he said, “Yeehaw!” laughing.

She pinked out and grinned.

“You’re blushing.” He pointed out to her, still laughing. “I don’t know what’s cuter, your Yeehaw or you blushing.” Then he reached over to kiss her.

“Ever do it on this couch?” she asked.

Cord almost choked on a blueberry and laughed. He looked over to her and got all serious.

“Annie, I’ve never had a woman here, well, C., Jennie, and Lisa, but they don’t count.”

“You and Lisa didn’t…”

“No, hell no, not here. In fact, my mom, the cleaning lady I have come in once every two weeks, the woman who decorated, and Calista are the only ones who have even seen my bedroom. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the wrought iron bed so I asked Calista to take a look and she agreed with me that a wood framed bed would work better in there so I’m having one made as we speak.”

“Oh.”

“So, what do you think? Wrought iron or wood?”

“Wood. Although…it would be easier to tie me up in the wrought iron bed,” she said, lifting the corners of her mouth up in a wicked grin.

He smiled as he wiggled his eyebrows. “Hmmm, we’re definitely going to explore that,” he said.

She cracked up laughing.

When Seinfeld was over, she watched him rinse and put the bowls in the dishwasher. Then they went up to bed.

Sometime during the night, they woke up and as the last time, which was also their first time sleeping together, they had sex in a slow, lazy manner.

Cord awoke to the sound of thunder and rain outside. No need to start the day yet, but he was so used to getting up early he couldn’t go back to sleep, so he watched Annie sleep. He was so content doing that and wondered what it would be like to have this on a permanent basis with her. He’d never had thoughts like that with anyone else. He wondered if she were the one. The special one you wait for all your life. The one you make your wife. He thought about if he asked her to stay and not go to Paris, would she. Or would it scare her that he even thought along those lines so soon in their relationship?

A very loud clap of thunder woke her. In fact, she jumped. Her heart started beating fast.

He pulled her into his arms to make her feel protected and she let him.

She felt so safe being in them and he felt her heart get back to normal.

He reached for a strand of her hair and twined it around his finger as she closed her eyes. He breathe in that same strand of hair and marveled at how fresh she still smelled, at how soft she felt.

The rain tapered off and the rumble of thunder sounded in the distance now. Time to get up for the day.

She stretched her body. “Cord, I’d love a shower now.”

“Sure, baby,” he said and kissed the top of her head. “I could use one, too.”

“Want to join me?” she asked.

“Hell yeah,” he said as they got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

They kissed as the water cascaded down on them. He broke the kiss only to trail more kisses down her body. When he got to her breasts, she backed up. He looked up in question.

“I know you like to be in charge, but give me this?”

He didn’t say anything so Annie took it as a yes. She turned them so that the water was beating down on Cord’s back.

She took the soap and lathered her hands, then put the soap down on the shelf and placed her hands on his chest and began to wash him in a slow, sexy manner while gazing into his eyes, luxuriating in the feel of his hard muscled chest. It was so smooth.

She took her time to enjoy every ridge, every plane until she knew it by heart. She saw his eyes turn from that brilliant green to the dark sea green color she had come to know.

She left a hand by his nipple and massaged it as her other hand made circular motions down his body, shifting to the back so the water would rinse the excess soap off her hand. She then brought her hand back to his front, working its way down to his cock.

He was already hard but as soon as she touched him, she felt him grow bigger and harder, and feeling empowered, she curved her lips up in a brilliant smile and noticed he was watching her intently through hooded eyes.

She worked her hand up and down, never taking her eyes from his.

He closed his eyes on a moan and then opened them again to see her still staring into his eyes. He watched as she slowly knelt before him. Only when she was on her knees did she take her eyes away from his. She shifted them to his cock, and he sucked in a breath when she placed her lips around the tip. She licked the full length of the underside of it.

“Oohh,” he moaned as she began to take him in her mouth.

She slowly pulled back to the tip, then moved her mouth up and down him while grasping him at the base.

His hands came up to the back of her head, and he fought the urge to push it into him. He lost that battle and she gagged.

“Easy, baby, breathe through your nose… That’s it… yeah,” he said as she took him further in her mouth.

She now had all of him in her mouth and he could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed large sections of her hair on either side of her head and began to move her head back and forth. He looked down at her sucking him off and took in another breath.

“You look so fucking hot,” he said to her. He moved his hips, first gently, then as he got worked up, he moved faster, thrusting in her mouth.

With the palm of her hand, she gently squeezed his balls.

He was so ready to come. She felt it too.

He went to push her away. “Baby, I’m gonna come,” he said.

But she didn’t release her hold on him.

He tried, but couldn’t hold back. He pumped and pushed aggressively, for he lost all control, and on a loud growl, he came in her mouth and he watched her work her throat muscles as she swallowed. He started to quiver and gently pushed her away. “Oh, baby, no more,” he panted.

She slowly slipped his now semi hard cock from her mouth.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her up to him, ravaging her mouth as he turned them around. He broke the kiss, still breathing heavy, and sat down on the built in bench because his legs were shaking.

“Baby, that felt so fucking good. Thank you,” he said, looking into her eyes.

She gave him a triumphant smile then took the shampoo and washed her hair.

He watched her and he watched her wash all of herself because not only was he mesmerized by her, but he still couldn’t move from that explosive blow job she had just given him.

When she was finished washing herself, she put shampoo in his hair and started massaging.

“Mmmm,” he moaned, and then he willed himself to get up and he finished washing himself.

Annie couldn’t stop watching his face, the look of contentment amazed her.

Annie was in Cord’s kitchen, in nothing but his T-shirt, whipping up batter for pancakes. She didn’t hear Cord sneak up behind her. She jumped, then giggled when he put his hands on her hips and pulled her to him.

He paused, noting how much he loved her giggles. He bent his head to her neck and placed little quick kisses there.

“Mmmmmm, you taste so good,” he growled softly. He turned her around and crushed her to him as he claimed her lips for a deep, penetrating kiss. He placed his hands below her ass and slowly moved them up, smiling as he realized she was not wearing panties, just his shirt.

He pulled out the condom he stuck in his pocket before coming downstairs, and placed it on the counter.

While upstairs, he thought about doing her on the couch, an idea she had put in his head the night before.

He lifted her up on the counter, took her mouth with his and placed a hand between her legs and zeroed in on her most sensitive spot and felt it start to swell.

She moaned in his mouth, he loved swallowing her moans.

He moved his fingers to her opening and pushed in and out. She was wet and ready for him.

“Oh, yeah,” he drawled. He quickly grew hard and untied his sweat pants he put on not five minutes before and let them fall. He tore open the condom package and swiftly sheathed up. He pulled her forward to meet him and she automatically wrapped her legs around his hips. He quickly removed his shirt that she was wearing and flung it, where, who cares. His mouth went right to one of her nipples and gently bit and pulled as he used one hand to guide himself into her.

“Cord, take me there,” Annie moaned, her eyes half closed.

He had one of his hands wrapped around her long hair behind her, pressing down into her back as her head tilted up. His other hand worked her swollen nub, rubbing and pinching as he pounded into her, frantically, while he was sucking at her neck and groaning uncontrollably.

She opened her eyes and looked beyond him. Shrieking in horror she pulled back, trying to dislodge.

The only thing that registered for Cord was he was almost there.

“Baby, I’m not done yet.” He picked his head up to look at her in question and saw a look of fright on her face as she was looking behind him. He turned and did a double take as it registered that his mom and dad were standing there in the doorway of the kitchen.

“Jesus. Get the hell out of here,” Cord hissed, still pumping in and out of Annie as his father pulled his mother away and muttered, “Watch how you talk to your mother, Cordell.”

Cord heard the front door close. He looked back to Annie who mouthed his name, Cordell, with a goofy look on her face.

He cracked up laughing as he pulled out of her just as his seed was pouring out of him. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he repeated over and over. Good thing he was wearing a condom.

He tipped his forehead to hers, “I’m sorry, Annie,” he said, breathing heavy.

No response, just her jaw open and her eyes wide on the spot where his parents stood not thirty seconds before.

“Annie?” He gently shook her. “Come on, we have to get dressed.”

She looked at him and he repeated. “We have to get dressed to go meet my parents.”

“Are you out of your fucking mind, Cordell?” she asked him disbelievingly.

“No,” And he paused to chuckle then continued, “Annie, if you don’t come with me to meet them, they’ll think you’re just some girl.” He paused to look in her eyes, then continued, “Annie, you’re not just some girl. I don’t want them thinking that. You have to meet them.”             

“Cord, I can’t-” she started breathing heavy.

“Yes, yes you can. Breathe easy, baby, then we’ll go upstairs, throw something on and go outside.”

He picked her up even before she could protest anymore and carried her upstairs.

“Besides what are you worried about, you were covered. My mother saw my ass rocking back and forth, awww...fuck me,” he groaned, thinking about that picture.

Cord was dressed before her, seeing how’s all he had to do was throw on a shirt, he already had on sweats.

Annie put on her bra, panties, shirt, shorts, and sandals. When she was done, she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and comb her hair. She took so long that Cord went into the bathroom and caught her zoned out while combing her hair.

“Annie, honey, let’s go,” he said softly as he grabbed the comb from her. He turned her toward him, hugged her to him, and felt her tremble. He stroked a hand up and down her back, gently, until she calmed down a little.

‘It’ll be all right.” He tried to assure her.

They walked out of his house to find his parents were not there, but their car was still there, so Cord grabbed Annie’s hand and dragged her to the barn.

Just as they entered the barn, a very hyper, little five or six year old girl with long blonde curls came crashing into Cord’s leg, giggling.

“Uncle Cord!” She screamed, all excited.

“Hey there, beautiful,” he said as he picked the little girl up in his arms. She threw her arms around his neck and smacked a kiss on his lips.

His mother and father saw them come in and were inspecting Annie as the exchange between Cord and the little girl took place.

Annie chanced a look their way then quickly averted her eyes to Cord.

Cord caught Annie’s trepidation and reached out a hand which she quickly took and he gently yanked her close.

Annie, so, appreciated him being protective of her.

“Annie, this is my niece, Kimberly. Kimmie, say hi to Annie.”

Kimmie was Cord’s older brother’s daughter. She was five years old and was only two months old when her daddy died. Her mother, heartbroken, couldn’t take being around her daughter, for she was the spitting image of her father, so she picked up and left. No one had seen her in the last four and a half years. Cord’s mom and dad had become the legal guardians of their granddaughter.

“Hi, Annie.” She smiled so big it reached her big blue eyes.