Chapter 18
CHAPTER 18
Hannah pinched herself just to be sure she wasn’t living a dream. Nope, it hurt, so this was real. She had a handsome, naked cowboy approaching her bed, more than ready to make love to her, by the looks of it.
She sat on her bed still in her skirt and top, her arms wrapped around her knees as she watched Brody undress. It was probably silly, but she enjoyed watching him toe off his boots with such ease. She’d tried it with her own and had little success. He’d been more than happy to help with that as well as with her short socks. “I think I might be a bit overdressed.”
He took the two steps to the bed. “I agree. Lean back. I’ll be happy to help you with that problem.”
“You’re so helpful.”
He gave her a devilish grin. “I try.”
She leaned back against the headboard and he sat on the bed at her feet. As his hands ran up her legs, a shiver of anticipation raced across her skin. Then his fingers hooked onto the sides of her panties.
“Lift.”
She leveraged her hips up and he pulled her panties down. After he pulled them past one foot, she lifted the other and flung her underwear across the room to hit the wall and land on her dresser. She grinned. “Perfect.”
“I agree.” His gaze wasn’t on her clothing, but on the juncture of her thighs which she’d exposed when she’d lifted her leg.
That he thought her perfect there had her blushing. Luckily, he didn’t expect a response, because as he leaned forward, lifting her short white skirt, her thoughts jumbled around in her head like lottery balls.
His tongue licked at the inside of her thigh, and her leg moved to the side as if on its own accord. When he licked at the other thigh, she moved that leg away as well. Not because she didn’t want his touch, but because she did, but not there.
She needn’t have worried because he inched his way closer, his breath passing over the entrance to her sheath.
“Hannah, you’re so beautiful, and kind, and intelligent, and tasty.” His tongue licked across her folds and up to her sensitive nub.
Though she expected it, the intense feeling that one stroke sent had her lifting her hips.
His hands immediately cupped her butt and he held her to his mouth as he began to explore her folds. She gripped the pillows on either side of her and she let her head fall back. His attentions made her feel valued while at the same time exciting her. She forced herself not to move as he paid homage to every inch of her, adding extra licks to her clit.
Just when she thought she’d have to move, he stopped, his breath touching her wetness, cooling her heated skin, yet sensitizing it even more before his hands slipped out from beneath her.
She opened her eyes when he moved, to find he’d pulled back and sat on his haunches.
His hands rested on her ankles. “I don’t think I deserve you, but I promise I will spend my life trying.”
Her heart melted. “I just want you to be you.”
He shook his head as if he couldn’t believe it. “You amaze me, Hannah.”
She smiled. “You amaze me as well. That you would give up your dream career for me is too much. I could never do that to you. I want you to be happy.”
“You make me happy.”
“Maybe for now, but eventually you would wonder what if . I want you to pursue your goal to become a wildlife manager.” She winked. “You know a girl can’t resist a man in uniform. Though to be fair, this isn’t bad either.” She laughed as he pulled back his head as if insulted.
“You little—” His hands locked around her ankles and he yanked her toward him.
“Ack!” Caught off guard, she found herself flat on her back with him leaning over her.
“Just for that, I’m going to have to determine if I like you better with this pink tank or bare.”
She sincerely hoped he preferred without. Thinking he’d like to pull it over her head, she started to leverage herself up, but his hands came down on her shoulders.
“Nope. You stay right where you are.”
Curious what he was about, she lay back.
His hands moved to the neckline of her tank and before she understood his intention, he’d ripped it apart.
Her breath left her at the deliberate act, causing her heart to pound as adrenaline rushed through her, spiking an excitement she’d never felt before.
He scowled at her bra, which was a lacy white thing, as her breasts weren’t so big that they needed an underwire. He hooked one finger under it between her breasts. “This isn’t even a challenge.”
She shrugged her shoulders, anticipating another rip and excited by it.
He gave a nod. “This is an improvement over the tank, but I need to see more. Unfortunately,” he flicked his finger beneath the bra, pulling her breasts closer together at the action and causing her nipples to perk up, “I like a challenge.”
As Brody appeared to contemplate his next move, he idly pulled at the bra as if testing its strength. Then, as if he’d decided what to do, a sly smile curved his lips.
She cocked her head. “What are you thinking?”
“Oh, I have a lot of thoughts running through my head at the moment like how good your nipples will taste once they’re uncovered and how much I want to sink my cock deep into your body, but first I need to remove this barrier…with my teeth.”
Her body heated with yearning at his words, so she wasn’t sure she’d caught the last ones. “Did you say teeth?”
He didn’t answer as his head lowered and his teeth found her right nipple through the lace. His love bite sent excitement straight to her core and her hips bucked of their own volition. He simply moved to the left and did the same to that nipple, which caused the same reaction.
Then before she knew what he was about, his teeth slipped from her hard peak, caught the lace, and ripped it open. Her breath caught as he blew against her wet nipple.
When he moved his head, she looked down to see her areola and nipple sticking through the lacy material. It was so erotic that she was surprised by the yank on her other nipple when he did the same to her bra there.
He leveraged himself up and looked at each breast purposefully with pride. “I like this much better.”
Her need spiked at his look, and she lifted her hips against his erection.
His cocky look changed at her touch and he moved his gaze to her. “The fact is, I love you no matter how you look.”
She would never tire of hearing him say those particular words. “Make love to me, Brody.”
“With pleasure.” His hips lowered and his cock found her opening. With deliberate slowness he entered her, filling her until he could go no farther.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss, showing him without words how much she loved him.
He kissed her back with equal tenderness and passion, until she angled her hips and he sank deeper into her.
His mouth left hers as he exhaled. “So good.”
She whispered against his ear. “So right.”
He lifted his head and smiled at her even as he pulled his hips back and pushed into her again.
He filled her completely and she moved her hands down to his butt, holding him to her, but then he pulled back again. Each time he slid into her, he came out a little faster, building the friction that sent shocks of pleasure through her entire body.
Soon she was tilting her hips, grasping onto him as he brought her more and more pleasure, raising her higher until she burst into ecstasy. All the colors of a sunset shot through her, joy holding her with him as he came inside her, his shout filling the casita.
Slowly her body calmed, and she could feel him holding her tight as if she was his anchor in his greatest moment of bliss. The thought made her proud that she could be for him what he had become for her. She gave him a comforting squeeze.
He lifted his head and smiled. “When will you marry me? Please tell me you really won’t make me wait ‘a bit.’”
Her heart filled at his hurry. “I would marry you tomorrow, but maybe it would be nice to marry at Rocky Road in the new clubhouse?”
His gaze softened. “It should be ready in about two weeks. Don’t you need to make all kinds of preparations?”
“Well, I have no family to invite, so I don’t have to worry about invitations.” The practical thought saddened her.
“No family? What about Sheila, and Stacy, and Ava. And don’t forget Mr. Hardy, and Mrs. Barker and Mrs. Silva. Surely, you want her ice cream with our Tres Leches wedding cake.”
She laughed. He was right. She had a big family now. “Yes, I would love Mrs. Silva’s ice cream at our wedding, specifically her Churro ice cream. It would go perfectly with the Tres Leches cake.”
“Sounds good to me. You’re right though about the invitations. We won’t need invitations. We can just tell Mr. Hardy and everyone should know by the next day.”
She grinned and nodded. He was absolutely right. There was a reason the hardware store owner always had free popcorn. He liked being the hub of town news. “I only have one request.”
“That we wait until you can order the perfect dress? You know, I don’t care what you wear.”
“Yes, I know you prefer nothing at all or this fancy new bra I’m wearing.”
He gave her a shit-eating grin.
“No, it’s not about what I’m wearing. Sheila has a beautiful country-western wedding dress that I’m sure would do nicely.”
“I’ll buy it for you if you wear this bra under it.”
“Brody, will you be serious?”
“I was.” He tried to look affronted, but his lips kept quirking up.
“Do want to hear my request or not?”
His eyes widened. “Hmm, now I know when to be serious. Please, tell me your one request.”
“Maybe I’m being sentimental, but my grandparents spent their honeymoon in this very casita. And a couple of weeks ago, I discovered that my parents spent their honeymoon in this casita as well. I would like to carry on my one family tradition and spend our honeymoon right here.”
“I would be honored to spend our honeymoon here. We’ll have a lifetime to experience new places and adventures. Starting our life together here will give us our own anchor.”
Her eyes started to water at how wonderful he was. “Thank you. I know it may seem silly to you since you?—”
He set his finger against her lips. “It’s not silly. It’s perfect. Just like you.”
As he lowered his head to kiss her, she grasped him closer, beyond thankful that she discovered her hard-as-a-rock cowboy had a soft heart.