15. Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Fifteen
Blue
She opted to drive her own truck and follow me.
Smart girl.
But it’s the longest twenty miles of my life watching the front of her pickup bob along behind me.
It’s fucking hard to pay attention when all the blood that’s supposed to be in my brain is riding in my crotch.
I’m sure she’s realizing that she’s passed my place every time she goes to Black Gulch to visit her friend Char.
I practically grew up there, it made sense to still call this area home. Close enough if I want to go for a ride, they always have a horse waiting.
Today I have a different kind in mind.
Slinging my Dodge into park, I jump out before Libby even pulls in. The last few weeks I’ve held her at bay, waiting for any sign of doubt to form.
But now that she’s here, I don’t want to hold back.
My palm lands on the handle of her door as she rolls to a stop.
She’s the greatest magnet I’ve ever encountered, and I’m drawn to her like iron, cupping her cheek to pull her into a kiss that surpasses any before.
I’ve been holding back a tide, and it’s all trying to spill over.
Her arms wrap my neck as our mouths collide in a passionate war.
Biting. Sucking. Tasting.
It’s as if we’re both fighting to consume each other.
I can’t take any more.
She shrieks when I toss her over my shoulder and head for the house.
Giggling, she smacks my ass in time with my steps. “Are you a caveman now?”
“Yup,” I chuckle. “And it’s time to show you my dinosaur bone.” I drop her to her feet in my living room, while I pull off my coat.
Her blue eyes widen as she looks around. “This isn’t the love shack I was expecting. I thought you’d have, like, a disco ball and mirrors.” She unzips her jacket, then hangs it next to mine.
I catch her wrist, tugging her tightly against my body. “I don’t make a habit of bringing anyone here.”
She may not realize it, but it’s the truth.
My home is my sanctuary away from the world.
“Why’s that?” Her tone drops while her palms flatten on the small of my back .
“Because, my little rebel,” I say as I lift her thighs around my waist. “I only want my most favorite things here.”
A flush of pink races up the delicate lines of her throat, and I give in to chase it with my lips as I carry her to my bedroom.
I follow her to my king sized mattress, framing her with my elbows so I can unbutton her shirt. Each new inch of skin revealed I savor a taste.
When her taut nipples are revealed, she squeals when I pull one between my teeth. Rolling the other, I pinch them both simultaneously making her gasp and arch her back, her nails digging into my shoulders.
She’s the perfect instrument playing the sweetest sounds.
“Blue…” She writhes beneath me.
“Patience. I’ve been living off of snack sized portions of you for weeks.” I raise to my knees, tugging my own flannel off. “Now I’m ready for a real meal.”
Fuck, I love her loose pants. They slide off easily to reveal her pale legs and tiny patch of blond.
She props herself on her elbows and pulls her heels up, spreading her thighs and bouncing them like butterfly wings. “Dinner is served, cowboy.” Her smile is filled with fire watching me.
With a growl, I dive at her, wrapping her hips to jerk her closer .
Her cocky grin drops into an “O” when my tongue lands on her clit for the first time.
Seeing her eyes fall closed and her head tip back is better than any lottery win or round of applause from a cheering crowd.
Knowing my mouth is giving her the sense of pleasure that has those panting little moans escaping her makes my cock throb against my zipper.
Why in the hell am I still wearing jeans?
Without pausing, I manage to wiggle out of my Wranglers, all while licking her succulent pussy. I’m aching to be in her.
But there’s also a drive in me to make her come over and over, to delay the moment I know I’ll be bringing her pain.
Even if she’s begging me.
Dragging my fingers up and down her slick seam, I slowly push one in.
With a ragged breath, she tangles her hand in my hair. Her thighs quiver against my cheeks as her other fist churns into the blanket.
“Oh my god,” she whimpers.
It makes my dick leak seeing her struggle to hold on.
When I slip in a second finger, she rockets over the edge, screaming as her hips grind against my face and her inner muscles clamp down on my knuckles .
She nearly rips a bald patch in my scalp, but the pain is the only thing keeping me from losing my own load into the mattress.
Fucking incredible.
Her knees fall limply away, and a lazy smile tugs at her lips. “Okay, maybe you do know what you’re doing.” She loosens her death grip on my hair, then strokes her thumb over my temple.
“We’re just getting started, baby. How many ‘firsts’ do you want us to check off your list?” I let the tip of my pinky drift down to tickle the pucker of her ass.
She clenches, then laughs and relaxes her legs. “All of them.”
Jesus, I think I just fell in love.
“That…what you just did?” Her finger circles towards me as she squints one eye. “Can that stay on the list? It was amazing.” Her brows raise as the pink triangle of her tongue darts over her lower lip.
I bury my nose against her delicious mound and suction her clit between my teeth.
Then I let out a low hum, vibrating her soaking cunt against my mouth.
I’m transfixed watching her jaw drop, then her arms collapsing, and her belly rapidly trembling as her heels dig into my ribs.
When I push my hand, sinking my fingers into both of her tight holes, she spasms like she’s been electrocuted .
I can’t stop the groan that rips out of me. My nuts feel like they’re going to burst.
Her chin juts towards the sky, and her chest rises to point her perky nipples to heaven.
That’s where I’m at, nestled between her clenching thighs.
She comes so hard I can’t move within her.
The moan that escapes her full lips is a siren’s song, the elusive sound that men have died in search of.
And she’s here, all mine.
“Holy shit,” she pants, staring at the ceiling with an unfocused gaze.
“I might need to get you a toy,” I growl as I work my way up her body. “Something that will vibrate while I’m in you.” My mouth finds her breast while I reach for the nightstand.
Damn it, can’t reach.
With a grunt, I roll on my side and open the drawer to fetch one of the condoms I’ve stashed there.
She tucks her elbow under her and reaches out to wrap her fingers around the tip of my erect cock.
Her touch startles me, a hot shiver runs through my belly as her thumb works a bead of pre-cum out of me.
“It’s softer than I expected.” Her lips purse. “But hard.” She glances up with a curious smile. “Does it hurt when I squeeze?”
A groan pulls out of me when her fingers tighten around my shaft. “No. Keep doing that and I won’t need this.” I wave the wrapper weakly as she strokes slowly up and down my length.
Fuck, I’m so close already, this isn’t helping.
“Oh.” Her tongue darts out hungrily while she watches her hand. “I thought that was just for the end?”
I let out a low chuckle. “Do you know what your daddy would do to me if you showed up with a blue-eyed baby with dimples?”
Hell, that thought almost makes me spurt into her grip.
“Hmm. Maybe let me keep the dairy?” Her devious mouth lowers to lick the droplet clinging to my throbbing cock.
It’s almost enough to make me throw the package out.
That hot taste has me flirting with bursting out with a proposal.
Insanity.
A quick tear, and I unroll the sheath over myself. “I’m either filling this up, or you.” And she’s very quickly blurring the lines of what I want with my life.
Two more seconds, I’d be flinging it into the corner to sink into her raw.
That would be breaking every damn rule I’ve set for myself .
I find myself nestled between her thighs with my lips working a line up her throat. The heat of her wet pussy calls to my stiff dick until I find myself pressing against her.
My thighs shake in restraint, poised to claim her. “You tell me, my little rebel. Fast, or slow?”