Unbridled (33 page)

“God, you’re so hard already.”

“Get the keys and unlock the door,” he said through clenched teeth. “Or I’ll fuck you on this porch for all the world to see.”

“Don’t tempt me, Connor.” She pulled out the keys and within seconds they were inside.

He carried her straight to the bedroom as her husky chuckle sent a zing through him. The bedroom was full of dappled sunlight as it danced through the leaves on the trees outside. The ivory comforter was still covered in red rose petals from his aborted seduction several nights ago. The scent of roses was in the air.

Connor set her on her feet, eager to feel her in his arms. She picked up one petal and brought it to her nose.

“You planned this?”

“Once upon a time.”

“You’re a romantic beneath that cowboy exterior. Red roses mean love, you know.” Her gaze slid over him. “Although I really like the cowboy exterior.”

His entire body pulsed with need for her, for Alex, the woman who held his heart in her small hands. She held out her arms, the blue splint a constant reminder of what she’d gone through. He didn’t need to be told or asked what to do.

Connor took off her shirt, kissing each inch of skin as it was exposed. She sighed, a sound that went straight to his dick. When he slid off her sweatpants, she stepped out of them, standing there in a blue bra and panties. He ran his finger along the edge of the panties.

“I brought these to the hospital for you.”

She shivered beneath his hand. “You went through my underwear drawer?”

“Absolutely. I even carried a pair around in my pocket.” He grinned at her and she shook her head.

“And here I thought you were going to tell me you used one to masturbate.” She tapped his chest. “I can’t reach to unhook my bra, so you’ll need to help.”

“Did you have to ask?” He ran his hands along her belly, loving the feeling of the warm skin beneath his fingers. With a quick flick, he had her bra open and her magnificent breasts were free.

Connor pressed up against her, pushing his dick into her ass, reaching around to cup her tits.

“Mmm, that’s nice.” She leaned against him and put her hands on his. “Pinch them.”

Connor knew every inch of her body, every nook and cranny. She didn’t need to guide him, but the fact she did made him that much hotter. He complied with her order and rolled the pink nipples between his fingers, pinching lightly, then releasing and doing it again.

As her body heated, he could smell her arousal. It surrounded him, beckoned him to lose himself in her. Connor nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent. He kissed her sweet skin, then lightly bit her. She sucked in a breath.

“Oh yeah, that’s it. Now touch my pussy; make me feel good, Connor.” She spread her legs to give him access.

His name on her lips as he pleasured her made his dick jump against her back. He slid his hand down her stomach and into her panties, then into the folds of her core. She was already slick with her own juices, which he used to spin lazy circles on her clit.

He pulled her earlobe into his mouth and sucked as his hand crept farther down into her wetness. Connor trembled with the need to be with her, feel her around him. Instead, he thrust two fingers into her channel while his thumb continued to pleasure her clit.

She moaned deep in her throat and leaned against him. “I think I want to get on the bed now, before I fall down.”

Concerned he was pushing her too far, he removed his hands immediately. “Are you okay?”

She smiled. “More than okay. You were about to make me come, crazy man. Now, get naked and get in bed with me.”

Connor picked her up and kissed her, then set her down on the bed. With a wicked grin, he hooked his thumbs on her panties and pulled them off. He leaned forward and kissed her pussy, the heat and taste from her core making his breath catch.

He looked at her, nude on the bed covered with petals, a picture come to life. A dream come true. As he undressed quickly, her gaze traveled all over him, making his dick jump when it was revealed. One brow rose and she crooked her finger at him.

“Let’s use that thing before you hurt yourself.”

Connor climbed onto the bed and lay beside her. He traced the stitches on her face with his finger, then kissed them.

“I can’t believe I almost lost you.”

She kissed his finger. “Not even close. Now, show me how much you love me.”

“Your wish is my command, m’lady.”

This was different from any other time they were together. It wasn’t just sex for pleasure. It was making love, celebrating being together, showing how much they meant to each other.

Side by side, he raised her leg and slid into her slowly. Her body welcomed him, pulling him deeper within. She cupped his cheeks and kissed him. It was gentle; it was sweet; it was perfect.

His body had been ready for hers, eager to become one with her again. Within minutes he felt his orgasm building and he wanted to make sure she had her own pleasure. He reached between them and pinched her clit. Alex threw her head back and howled as she came, clenching around him fast and hard.

Connor captured her mouth as he came, spilling his seed into his mate, his woman, his love.

 

 

Alex knew what she had to do. It was midmorning a week after she’d returned to the ranch. Connor had basically moved into the VIP cabin with her until they could build a new one for themselves in the spring. They spent their nights curled beside each other, making love, exploring everything together.

Connor went to work every day, kissing her good-bye until he forgot where he needed to be and making love to her again before leaving. She was full of love, so much she could hardly take a breath in when she thought of what life had been like only a few months ago.

However, there was something she had yet to do. She dressed slowly, still sore in spots, pulling on her boots with great effort. The envelope from her father sat beneath the violet, as it had since she’d come home. She assumed Connor had put it there for her, for whenever she was ready to read it. After putting on a hat and down coat, she headed outside, the envelope clutched in her hand.

Alex realized life would not truly begin for her until she put the past behind her, forgave her father, forgave her mother and forgave herself.

She walked straight to the family cemetery, head down against the brisk wind that foretold another storm. It was past time for her to move on and she had finally gotten enough courage to do so.

Although she was shaking, Alex approached her parents’ graves and knelt in the bed of fallen leaves. They crunched beneath her knees as she looked at one gravestone, then the other. Grant and Katherine had given her life, and now she was ready to live the life they wanted for her.

Alex opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter, the words her father had left for her.

Alex pressed the paper to her chest and wept. Deep, gulping sobs that echoed around her. Alex never knew her father loved her.

So many years of unhappiness, of time wasted, that she could have spent with her father. She wept until her tears were empty and her grief faded.

Shaking, Alex rose to her feet and stood between her parents’ gravestones. Mistakes and regrets had nearly destroyed Alex. Now she had a second chance at everything.

Alex tucked the letter in her pocket and turned to leave the cemetery. There at the top of the hill stood Connor. Her heart leapt at the sight of him and she smiled up at the sky, at the clouds dancing above her.

“Thanks for finding Connor and bringing him here, Daddy. I think we’re going to have a good life. Good-bye, Dad. Good-bye, Mom.”

With her soul full of joy and her heart full of love, Alex ran toward her future husband and leapt into his arms.