Once with a Cowboy: Loving Day Collection (One Night Only Book 1) (4 page)

BOOK: Once with a Cowboy: Loving Day Collection (One Night Only Book 1)
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“I put your bags in the master suite and the pink bag you brought back from the bachelorette party on the nightstand.”

She grinned at the implication. “Hoping to get lucky the first night here, huh?”

“Well, we’ve been so slammed all week that we haven’t had a moment alone. So yeah, I’d say I’m hoping to get lucky.” He paused, turned around and pulled her to him until she came toe to toe with him, her breasts pressed against his chest. She wanted to finish it, to spread her legs, move closer and feel him up against her. Every nerve in her body screamed for that contact, to feel something other than the confused storm in her head. To forget her father, her ex, her last job, the shame, the job offer, her hesitation to fully commit to Ty and just ask for something, anything that could connect them beyond sex. She pulled back her head as the realization dawned on her; she was tired of just this with him, she wanted more.
I’ve gotten attached.

“What, Nessa? Something wrong?” He ran his hands up and down her sides but didn’t move forward, as always giving her some space even if she didn’t ask for it aloud.

She shook her head. “No.”
Liar.
“Just exhausted from a night on my feet. Can I just head upstairs and change?”

Ty nodded. “Don’t you want to eat?” His eyes crinkled at the sides as worry creased his face. 

She shook her head only to have her stomach grumble. He chuckled. “Liar. How about this? I heat up our food, you go upstairs, kick off your shoes and shower and I’ll serve you in bed, heh?”             

“Okay, I can live with that.” She gave him what she hoped looked like a happy smile but doubted it reached her eyes or convinced him.

“Go on and get.” He turned her around and gave her ass a swat.

The smack penetrated the denim causing a stinging sensation before turning to a low warmth that spread through her groin. Moisture dampened her panties as her vagina clenched reminding her of the desire she’d ignored most of the night. She stilled, savoring the indication of things to come until her throbbing toes and soles reminded her that she needed to get out of her heels ASAP. She kicked off the offending stilettos, stooped down slow and easy, giving him a show before she grabbed them and straightened up then peeked over her shoulder at him. “Don’t take too long. You don’t want me starting without you. You’ve seen all the goodies in that bag, but none that I brought with me.”

He tipped his hat back and gave her a genuine smile that turned her knees to water and halted her for a second. The pure openness and affection combined with the desire in his aquamarine eyes caused her stomach to do flip flops as her temperature climbed.

“Go ahead, see what happens.” His smile turned dark and his voice became a low purr that traced a finger of fire along her spine.

              She shivered. Her nipples stiffened as need flooded her veins. Her panties dampened even further.
I doubt a cold shower would be effective.
Rather than turn around and let him win, she stood her ground. “If you take too long we’ll have to see.” With that, she turned and rushed toward the stairs as fast as she could, his laughter chasing after her until she reached the master bedroom. She shut the door behind her and stripped out of her clothes, picked them up and carried them to the bathroom where she started a bath. Despite wanting to get clean as quick as possible she also wanted to be relaxed for him.

              Tonight her focus would be all on him, the rest of her issues could keep. Her favorite bath salts sat in a basket next to the tub, along with her shampoos and conditioners. She added the salts to the water before testing the temperature with her toe. Perfect—just below scalding. She stepped in and sat down, submerging her body until the water came up to her clavicle. With her toes, she shut off the tap before resting her head on the lip of the tub and closing her eyes. She exhaled as the tension left her body.

              “I thought you were going to take a shower.” Ty appeared in the doorway sans shirt, cowboy hat and boots, holding one of the vibrators she’d gotten in the goodie bag. “How about this deal? You do what I want and then next time I do what you want?” A devilish glint lit up his eyes, turning them a smoky emerald color.

              Intrigued she sat up, fully aware of the way the water sluiced over her breasts and dripped off her nipples. “So if I want to tie you down and have my naughty way with you?”

              “Anything, within reason of course. You know I won’t do anal and no extreme pain and I know you’re not interested in that. So, deal?” He shook the vibrator in his hand.

              “Deal. So what do you want me to do with that?” Her mind flew over all the ways she could use the sexy toy but wanted to know where his mind was.

              “I want you to pleasure yourself with it. I’ve watched you masturbate but never use toys.” He strode into the room, crouched down and handed her the device along with a small bottle of lube.

              She accepted both. “And what will you be doing?” She paid special attention to his jean clad state and the bulge her hand tingled to reach out and mold itself around.

              “I’ll be stroking my cock, imagining how wet and horny you are, wanting to suck your nipples until you squirm underneath me, needing to cover your body in love bites Wanting to suck and lap up your juices and eat you out until you come all over my chin.” His voice was a low growl that reverberated around her body.

              She squirmed, causing the water to slosh around the tub. “And after that?”

              “You get to have your way with me.” He placed his hands on the rim of the tub, leaned forward and glided his lips against hers.

              “Mmmm.” For a moment her eyelids flickered then shut. His words penetrated her mind and a question formed.

              She opened her eyes and leaned her head back to stare at him, watch his features when she said, “Hmm…I think I get more out of this than you do.”

              He stood and walked over the toilet where he put the lid down and took a seat. “This isn’t about me. It’s about you.”

              “Not going to unleash the beast, yet?” she teased. “And how is it about me?”

              “Because I’ve gotten the honor of pleasuring you and making you come but now I want some intimacy with you, I want to show you how you make me feel, even if I don’t have as many fun places as you do.” He gave her a wink before he dragged his fingertips down the center of his body. She became greedy, yearning to see more of him, to gaze on his body once more and revel that, for now, he was all hers. Every inch her gaze touched, she mentally marked with the word
MINE
in bold letters. She followed his movements as he traced the treasure trail of golden brown hair, starting from his belly button to disappear through the opening to pause there.

              She gritted her teeth, desire flared hot on her body as her nerve endings came alive. “Not playing fair.”

              “Want it? Show me,” he urged as his fingers drifted up and down the line bisecting his lower abdomen before drifting across each abdominal ridge and valley and then up to circle his nipples and back down. He repeated his actions. Her hands came up without her true awareness. Mimicking him, she circled her breast with just the tips of her fingernails, the squared off ends dragged against her flesh creating delicious friction that sent ripples throughout her.

              The water splashed against the sides and lapped at her chest as she trailed her hand down the center of her body to dip underneath the hot water. Her fingertips coasting over her stomach was a silken glide that added to the sensations circling within her. Her pussy clenched as her touch grew closer to her mound. The tingles increased, racing up and down her inner thighs and along her vulva.

              “That’s it,” Ty murmured, the seat creaked as he moved.

              She glanced over at him. He took hold of the tab of his zipper and yanked it down. The tearing sound caused her to freeze. Anticipation lapped at her veins as her blood heated. She counted the seconds, waiting for him to expose his thick length. He tucked his thumbs in his waistband and pushed, exposing a thick patch of neatly trimmed bronze curls. His movements stopped. A small high pitched cry escaped her mouth. At first she didn’t know who made the sound.
It was me.
She slapped a wet hand over her mouth, her faced flushed with embarrassment.

              His chuckle drew her attention. Annoyed, she dropped her hand and splashed some water at him. He flinched away but didn’t move from his post on the toilet seat. “Don’t worry, baby, you looked sexy making that sound. Now, continue?” He raised a thick brow at her.

              She pouted, though she didn’t feel the least bit put out. “Not sure I want to.”

              “Oh, you want to, don’t you? If you don’t, you can’t do all those sexy little things you’ve  wanted to do to me. Don’t think I didn’t overhear those times you brought your girlfriends into the bar and got so tipsy you spilled some of those dirty, filthy little thoughts you’ve had about me to them.” His eyes became as dark as fresh pine tree needles, with a heated need in them that branded her right through her skin, to sink so deep it touched a part of her she didn’t know existed until him.

              “And,” he continued, drawing her attention back to him. “I won’t get to find out how you make yourself come when you’re all alone. I want that, baby. I want to have phone sex with you and picture you all alone in bed without me and what you’re doing to yourself that will make you orgasm when you use a toy. No, I don’t want it, I need it.”

              “Why?” The single word came out on a gust of air. As her body lit up at his words. In the back of her mind, she wondered if he knew about the offer. His words pushed that irritating question away.

              “Because I want you to be comfortable enough with me to show me what you need, and want, and like.” He tilted his head. “Do you trust me enough to show me?”

              She blinked as she took in his response.
Trust
. That single word crystallized the moment for her. Before making her decision she wanted to give him this.

              “Let me show you.” She trailed her fingertips around her breasts, weighing the heaviness with one hand, lifting it up so he could see a bit of what she was doing while circling the mound until she got to the tip where she pinched the sensitive bud. A jolt of energy shot straight to her core. She bounced up for a moment before splashing down, the water spilling over onto the floor.

              “Don’t stop,” Ty ordered.

              She turned her attention to him, focusing on him as she continued to tease herself, stroking her breast, her fingers going faster and faster, adding in pinches and scrapes of her fingernails to change things up. When the peak became too sensitized, she moved to the other globe. Ty’s hungry gaze followed her every move, mimicking her ministrations with one hand while his other hand molded over the bulge tenting his jeans, squeezing and running his palm over his denim covered erection.

              “Show me you want me, show me what will be all mine later,” she urged. Her hands dragged down her abdomen, until they glided under the water. The water lapped at her breasts, with teasing slaps. Her body hummed with desire as her need for him ramped up, her temperature getting hotter with each passing second. She spread her legs wide, wishing he could see her like this, open and ready for him. Her pussy lips had thickened, and each pass of her fingers over the sensitive flesh brought a shiver of flame through her body. Sweat slipped down her face, steam drifted up in smoky tendrils to fill the atmosphere as she worked her clit in front of him. Water splashed her chest and face, sloshed against the sides as her gaze, riveted to his hand, teased and circled the bundle of nerves, pausing to stave off the climb to orgasm by stroking her nether lips and circling her vaginal opening.

              “That’s it, gorgeous, please yourself, fuck I wish…” He grunted but didn’t pull his cock out of his jeans.

              “Come closer, watch me.” She pinched and tugged her nipple with her free hand, the vibrator forgotten for the moment, sitting on the lip of the tub with the lube.

              “I can’t…” he panted. “I do, I get in the tub.” He gave her a wry smile. “Not big enough for two.”

              “Then take your cock out, and show me how bad you want me,” she urged, wishing he’d come closer, to help her get out. Pleasure wrapped her body up in a swath of heat and desire but with it there was a kernel of awareness that his stare weighted every movement she made, the distance between them, the fact that he could only see her face and the jerking movements of her shoulders and the top of her chest rather than all of her ministrations. Frustration stacked up in her gut.

              Ty shucked his jeans, grabbed the bottle of lube and settled down on a bench that sat at the end of the tub, his cock stood up flushed and proud. Ty squirted a dollop into his hand and wrapped his hand around the thick shaft and stroked himself up and down in a leisurely fashion, a single clear tear formed on the slit as he worked himself. He paused long enough to place the bottle back on the edge of the basin and returned to his earlier actions.

              She picked up the device and the lube, flicking the top up and squirted out a dollop before slathering it onto the dildo, flicked the switch to the lowest setting and placed it against her nipple. She sucked in a breath as pleasure coasted along her nerve endings, lighting up her body. The slick lubricant allowed the tip to move with ease over her skin. She took her time despite the rush of pure, toe curling delight that welled up in her body. When she couldn’t take any more she moved the vibrator off her nipple, dragging it down the center of body to trace the outline of her belly button before continuing onward to her mound.

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