Rory (10 page)

“But you liked it right?”

“I loved it.”

He leaned over and kissed her.

“Just means you owe me an orgasm,”
she said.

He laughed, put his hand under
her chin and pulled it up so he could kiss her again.

“I think you should go and get
cleaned up and then we both need to get some sleep because we have to be up
early to get to Missoula by ten.”

“Are we going to sleep in the
same bed now that we’ve done the deed?”

“I said we both needed sleep.
With you beside me, that’s not going to happen.”

****

Rory didn’t regret what happened
between him and Cass, but he only wished he’d known that it was her first time.
He’d never been with a virgin before. Yeah, it had been quite the experience
but then just being inside Cass would have been special.

He helped her into the truck. The
sun was just coming up over the horizon, and he’d hazard a guess that it was
going to be a beautiful Big Sky day. He closed the passenger door, walked
around to the driver’s side, and got in.

“Hopefully, my leg will be healed
enough to have this damn thing removed today,” said Cass as they headed onto
the main road. They waved to Flynn who was riding his horse in the pasture. He
lifted his hat and waved it at them.

Rory wanted her leg to get better,
but at the same time he hoped it would be a slow road to complete recovery.
That she’d stay just a little dependent upon, and by the time she was ready to
go back to Tacoma, she wouldn’t want to.

“Have I told you thanks for
everything you’ve done so far?” she asked him.

He turned to look at her. “You
never have to thank me. It’s what the
Malones
do for
one another.”

“But I’m not a Malone.”

“You were going to be, and that’s
what counts.”

And
the reason I should feel even guiltier about doing what I did last night.

Would he keep it a secret from
his brothers? Would Cass say anything to Lacey or Natalie?

He pulled his shirt away from his
Adam’s apple. It suddenly felt tight, and the truck super-hot.

He cranked open the window a tad
and then took a sly glance at Cass. Neither of them had said anything about
last night. Was she regretting it and hence the reason for her silence?

“Is it okay if I turn on the
radio?” she asked.

She’d always loved music. He
remembered Ryan buying her CDs for her birthday.

“Sure.”

Cass leaned over and pressed the
button. It was set to his favorite station. A little music and a lot of talk
about local issues, beef prices…

“No way,” she said switching
stations quickly to one playing a song he’d never heard before, but Cass knew
every single word and moved in her seat in time to the music.

Was it because of their age
difference? Or was he just not into all the new tunes?

Another song came on. “Oh, I love
this one,” she said cranking up the volume.

He laughed as she moved to the
left and then to the right and clicked her fingers in perfect time.

“Just think when you have your
cast removed you’ll be able to dance again,” he said.

“Let’s go dancing at Bill’s Bar.”

Rory hadn’t danced there for
years. When he was about Cass’s age he was there every week, beer in hand,
picking up some local girl and dancing the night away with her. There had been
a lot of women, but strangely no one he’d ever wanted to really settle down
with. Had he been too picky or was he waiting for someone like Cass?

“You know what else we’ll be able
to do when the cast comes off?” she asked.

“Do yoga every morning with me?”

She looked at him. He could see
puzzlement on her face not sure if he was messing with her.

“You don’t do that, do you?” she
said.

“Sure, haven’t you heard of
Cowboy Yoga? Big hit at Bill’s these days.”

She opened her mouth to say
something but then he burst out laughing, and she smacked his arm.

“I had you believing that was
true, didn’t I?”

“You did not.”

He winked at her and nodded.

“I was thinking of something more
physical than yoga.”

He knew what she was referring
to. They had another hour’s car ride so a hard on was the last thing he needed.

“They say the first time you have
sex after your first time, the orgasm is off the charts.”

“Man does that put pressure on a
guy or what,” said Rory.

“I think you’ll do just fine big
boy.”

She put her hand on his thigh and
then slipped it onto his crotch.

“Cass, hey,
don’t
or we’ll end up in a ditch, and I’ll be in a cast too.”

“You have an erection.”

“Yes, I do, and your hand on my
dick isn’t helping it one little bit. Now listen to the music and look out the
window and take in the Montana scenery and think about every great thing you’d
be missing if you were foolish enough to go back to Tacoma.”

****

The good news was the cast had
been taken off. The bad news was they’d put a brace on because one of the
breaks in her leg still needed a little more time to heal. But at least she
could shower, and yes, make love in any position Rory wanted her in.

They’d had a wonderful lunch in
Missoula. Salmon, mashed potatoes, and green beans then followed by chocolate
cake.

Cass looked out of the window and
saw Rory and Flynn heading into the stables with their horses. The sun was
setting low in the sky, and there was a slight chill to the air. Fall had
arrived, and it had always been her favorite season in Montana.
The colors changing on the trees on the mountains.
The valley ablaze with reds and oranges, and the sky so blue and
clear.
Winter and the holidays would be here before they realized it.

She rubbed her hands over her
arms as she watched Rory say goodnight to Flynn and head up the path to the
house.

Rory clapped his hands as he
stepped inside and kicked off his cowboy boots.

“You want to help out on the ranch
tomorrow and feed the horses for me?” he asked.

“Sure, you know I said I’d earn
my keep.”

“It’s just for the day while
Flynn takes Natalie to the hospital for her check-up.”

“I think that’s going to be
exciting for them. I mean having a baby right before Christmas.”

Rory nodded.

“And if you’d like me to stick
around to help out when Natalie has her baby…I mean so Flynn can take time off
to be with them, I’d be happy to do it.”

“Does that mean you’re beginning
to love our little town again?”
“I never stopped loving it. And no, don’t go reading anything into it, okay.”

****

Rory could tell that the wall
that Cass had built around herself these last three years were slowly starting
to crumble.
 
She hadn’t looked the other
way when they’d driven by the spot where her father’s house once stood. He
believed that she’d even been to Ryan’s grave without telling him because his
mother had said some fresh flowers had been set there.
 
She’d fit in perfectly at Shane’s dinner to
celebrate his success at being re-elected county sheriff for a third term.

They were all good signs, but at
the same time the only thing that had kept her together had been that barrier,
and now she was flying solo with no safety net.

He watched as she brushed the
horse. Each stroke making him
think
about her hands on
his body. She turned around as if she knew he was observing her.

“I know what you’re trying to
do,” she said as he stood behind her.

“And what would that be?”

“You want me to fall in love with
the ranch and never want to leave.”

“Anyone who came here just for a
day could easily do that. And I guess there’s no point in me offering you your
own horse…should you ever want to stay.”

She turned around, mouth open,
and he knew what was coming next, so he wanted to prevent one little word from
spilling off her tongue.

He kissed her. It had taken the
wind out of her—he could tell by the way she drew in her breath. She wrapped
her arms around him, and he lifted so her feet were dangling slightly. She ran
her hands through his hair, exciting every nerve ending not only in his scalp,
but his whole body.

One of his fantasies had always
been to make love in the hay loft above the stables.
 
Had been since he’d been a horny teenager, but
he’d never found the right female to accompany him there. Well, that was until
now.

He lifted her up and carried her
toward the ladder. When they arrived at the bottom rung, he put her down.

“Up you go, and don’t worry about
falling because I’m right here ready to catch you.”

He hoped that she knew he wasn’t just
referring to her falling off the ladder. If she needed his help in other parts
of her life, he was her safety net.

She didn’t hesitate and put her
foot on the first rung. He slapped her butt as she got half way up.

“Just what are we going to do up
here?” She turned around and gave him a cheeky look.

“Move hay,” he said tilting his
hat back so she could see his face.

When she was safely up, he mounted
the steps and by the time he was at the top she was sitting on a bale of hay.

She took off her shoes, unstrapped
her brace and set it down on the floor.

“Your
leg feel
okay?”

“Yep.
I’m guessing
they’re let me take it off on my next doctor’s appointment.”

He knelt and unzipped her jeans,
pulling them down her legs and off her body. He ran his hands up over them, the
muscular calves, and those gorgeous thighs. Slowly he grabbed the top of her
panties and pulled them down her legs, gradually freeing her ankles of them.

Rory pushed her legs apart as she
leaned back, resting on her elbows. He didn’t know whether to look at her face
or her pussy. Both were equally enticing.

He kissed her and put his hand
over her mound, massaging it until she groaned. He let his index finger slip
down over her pubic bone and graze her clit. He glanced up to see her bite her
lip as he ran his finger around the nub’s edges. Cass drew in her breath and
whispered for more.

She raised her butt upward and
then cried out making him do only one thing, and that was push his middle
finger inside her channel as his thumb continued to rub her clit.

“Rory, Rory. This is the best
thing you’ve done to me.”

It was almost as if she was
drifting off to sleep, her eyes rolling back in her head and her body bucking
up and down as he gave her what he called his double play. He’d only done this
to one woman before, and she’d come the closest to anyone else in becoming Mrs.
Rory Malone.

Cass put her finger in her mouth
and sucked as she bucked up and then screamed out, her pussy clenched his
finger like it was going to be crushed, and her juices trickled down the back
of his hand.

He wanted the foreplay to last
longer, but he knew he couldn’t. He had to be inside her soon.

****

Cass loved the feel of the hay on
her bare back and butt as she
lay
spread eagle with Rory
pinning her down by her wrists with his cock deep inside her. He was sweating
now, little beads of perspiration making its way to her body. His chest rubbed
against her nipples, making them hard and sensitive as he pounded harder into
her channel.

Rory was a great lover. He took
control and was bossy about what he wanted from her, and that’s exactly what
she hoped he’d do. He led, and she willingly followed.

She ran her heel up the back of
his calves, feeling a pulling and burning sensation building in her belly. Sex
was great, and she regretted leaving it this long to find that out. But then
again, maybe it was so great because it was Rory who was fucking her.

Blood gathered in her pussy, and
by now she knew when she was on the edge of her orgasm. The time when she
wasn’t quite there, but she knew it was on the horizon.
Her
favorite thing about having sex.

She lifted her butt to greet his
next thrust and there it was; the fireworks, the burst of light and dear God,
it was the most wonderful thing in the world.

Rory’s breath grew labored and
then he groaned, and all she could feel was pressure and warmth inside her.

“I’d like to stay inside you for
a little while,” he said.

“I think I’d like that too.”

He took his weight by raising
himself up a little on his elbows.
 
They
rubbed noses as his cock still filled her channel.