CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Tequila Nights

Rio—

On the way to the hacienda, I can’t help slipping my palm into the slit of that sexy dress and gliding it along Shelby’s smooth inner thigh.

She leans closer, and I drag my eyes from the road to give her a kiss. Her eyes are heavy lidded. “You didn’t have too much to drink, did you?”

“Nope. Just enough.” She grins.

“Good. Don’t want you passing out on me.”

“No chance of that, especially with that hand up my skirt.

I chuckle and stroke it higher. “I’ve been wondering all night long if you had something on underneath this dress.”

She gives me a seductive smile. “Have you, now?”

“Yes, ma’am. You gonna let me find out right here and now?”

“Well, I wouldn’t want you driving off the road.”

Her answer has me hopeful. “Hmm. That sounds promising. I take your safety seriously, so I guess I’ll have to solve that problem.” Without another word, I ease to the shoulder.

“Rio,” she squeaks. “What are you doing?”

I throw the truck in park, then lean over, my arm across the back of her seat, and my other hand free to explore. Her eyes dilate as my palm moves up her thigh until my fingertips reach the apex and find her bare.

“Goddamn, honey. If I’d have known you were naked under this dress, I’d have left the party hours ago.”

“You never asked.” She giggles.

My fingers find her pussy slick and ready.

Her breathing quickens as I make gentle circles around her clit until she’s lifting her hips to meet my every touch and her breath comes in little soft pants.

“There’s my girl. I love that you’re ready for me. I love that I can make you so wet, and I’ve barely touched you.”

“Oh, Rio.” Her hands wrap around my neck, and she holds on to me. I slip two fingers inside her, keeping at her clit with my thumb. I capture her lips with mine and feel her moan rumble up her throat.

I work her until she’s bucking against my hand in a steady rhythm.

“Fuck, baby girl, that turns me on. You’ve got my dick so hard.” I increase my pace, thrusting my fingers in and out of her. “You close?”

“Mmhmm,” she moans, her body tense, her breathing coming fast.

“Good,” I say, then pull out and switch hands.

“What are you doing?” she whispers.

I throw the truck in gear and continue down the highway, but keep my right hand on her pussy, playing with her clit. I want her aroused, but I don’t want her to come yet.

“When you get off, I want it to be with my dick inside you, baby. Understand?” I look at her and see the total submission to my wishes. She nods, her eyes big and full of desire. “That makes you hot, doesn’t it?”

She nods again, keeping her hands on the door and console, letting me play with her. She fidgets in her seat, shifting and lifting her hips to take control and get herself off.

“Baby, I don’t want you to get off yet. We clear?”

“You better drive faster, then.” Her voice is filled with frustrated desire.

I grin and press down on the gas.

By the time I turn up the drive, she’s totally unraveled. Throwing the truck in park, I withdraw my hand and lick my fingers while her chest rises and falls. Her eyes flare, watching my fingers disappear into my mouth.

“I can’t wait to get my mouth on that sweet pussy, angel.” She’s melted over her seat. “Am I going to have to carry you inside?”

She giggles. “Maybe.”

I climb out and go around, opening her door, undoing her belt, then putting her over my shoulder.

She shrieks once, but doesn’t complain.

I can’t resist running my palm over her ass. “I ever tell you what a sexy ass you have, Shelby?”

Opening her door, I carry her through to the big bed and drop her on the mattress.

“Whoa. My head is spinning,” she whispers.

“Sorry. I didn’t think about all the drinks you’ve had. Probably shouldn’t have carried you that way, huh?”

“It was fun. I like when you take control.”

I lift a brow. “That’s good to hear, because that’s who I am.” Reaching for her sexy heels, I slip them off, then squeeze her foot, massaging the muscles, and she moans. “That feel good?”

“So good.”

Taking off the other shoe, I do the same, then reach for her hand and tug her to her feet. Spinning her around, I undo the zipper of her dress. It drops to the floor, and then she’s standing before me naked.

“There’s that pretty ass,” I say, running my hands over it, then dragging it against the hard bulge in my slacks. I nuzzle her ear. “You feel that?”

She wiggles against me.

“You want that, baby?” I reach around her and cup her breasts, lifting their weight in my hands and strumming her hard nipples with my thumbs. “My dick is always hard when I’m around you.”

Her small hand stretches back and cups me. “It’s not fair. I’m naked, and you’re still fully clothed.”

“Then maybe you should do something about that, woman,” I tease.

She spins in my arms and slips her hands in my suit jacket, pushing it over my shoulders to fall to the floor. I yank my tie free while she works the buttons down my shirt.

I undo the cuffs and yank the shirt off, and she goes after my belt with frantic hands. Standing still, I let her take her time, working it open, and then divesting me of the rest until we’re both naked, face to face.

Shelby’s eyes drop to my muscled and inked chest and abs, ones I’ve worked hard in prison to maintain with pushups and sit-ups every day.

“Like what you see?”

Her hands lift to settle on my chest, roaming over my skin. “Very much.”

“Let your hair down.” My voice is graveled with lust.

Her arms go up, and she works at the hairpins while I watch her gorgeous breasts lift and jiggle. I can’t keep my hands off them and drop to my knees, taking first one nipple and then the other into my eager mouth. I tease and nibble at them until they’re both red and swollen.

Shelby shakes her head, her hair falling around her shoulders, then threads her fingers into my hair, clutching my head to her breast.

I push her to sit on the edge of the bed, then spread her thighs and dip my head for a long slow lick. Playing with her, I soon have her eager for release again.

“I want to taste you, Rio,” she whispers, and I lift my head to meet her eyes.

“Yeah?”

She nods.

I come to my feet, and she goes down on her knees.

Her eyes flick up to mine, and something passes in them. The gleam in them tells me she wants this.

Taking my cock in hand, I stroke it from root to head.

She stares in fascination and can’t seem to tear her gaze from it.

I cup her chin and tilt her face up. “Eyes on mine, sweetheart.”

She complies, her lush lips parting and her tongue slipping out to wet them in anticipation of my dick.

I stroke her cheek with my thumb. “You want my cock? You want to suck it deep down that pretty throat?”

“Mm hmm.”

I glide my thumb over her wet lips, and she sucks it into her mouth, offering a sample of what she’ll do with my dick. I’ve fantasized about her sucking me off a million times in the last nine years.

Threading my fingers into her hair, I grab a handful and tug her head back.

“Just so you know, I’m in charge. Understand?”

That has her eyes darkening with arousal. She likes it. My pretty girl wants me to take control.

She nods eagerly.

Dropping my hand from her mouth, I guide my dick to her waiting lips. The moment it slips inside, she takes me deep, and I drag in a breath at the exquisite feeling—better than anything I could have imagined.

She moans around my thickness.

“That’s right, baby, take it all. Take it deep.” I pump my hips, giving her all of it, then withdrawing until just the head remains in her sweet, hot mouth, then going deep again.

Her boobs sway with every thrust.

“Spread your knees, Shelby. Play with yourself,” I order.

She complies immediately, parting her knees and dipping her fingers between her legs.

“That made you wet, didn’t it, baby?”

She moans, her eyes closing as she ramps up her finger work.

“Eyes on mine,” I remind her, reaching down to pinch one hard nipple.

Her deep moan vibrates around my dick, and I look deeply into her glazed eyes, increasing my thrusts, feeling my balls tingle.

Watching her play with herself drives me wild, and I want nothing more than to order her to her hands and knees on the bed and fuck her good from behind, but I don’t give in to that fantasy. We’ve got all night, and there’ll be plenty of time for that later.

Right now, I enjoy her eagerness to please me and my every desire.

I can tell by her urgent motions and thrusting hips, she’s about to get herself off.

I hiss in a breath, because I’m almost there, too.

I wanted to be deep inside that pussy when she came, but I’ve made her wait so long already, and I think I’m going to have to give her a reward if she’s a good girl and waits a bit longer.

My fist tightens in her hair, keeping her eyes locked on mine. “Don’t come yet, pretty girl. Not until I say so,” I growl through gritted teeth, loving that she’s trying so hard for me. Making her wait gets me that much closer to blowing my load. Fuck, she’s good.

She moans, and I can tell she’s fighting it, but she keeps on stroking herself like she was told, like the good girl she is. Her tits bounce, and her hips thrust against her rapidly stroking hand.

“That’s my good girl. So fucking good. Come for me, angel,” I growl.

Her eyes slide closed, and she explodes in orgasm.

I pull out of her mouth and come all over those magnificent heaving breasts. I coat her with ropes of white-hot ejaculate, roaring through my release, and she takes it, my fist still in her hair, holding her head up.

Then she surprises me, reaching a hand to smear it all over her quivering tits.

God, that sends my dick bobbing again.

“Christ, woman, you’ll be the death of me.” I scoop her into my arms, smack her sweet ass, and carry her to the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I drag her under the warm water and soap her body.

I don’t dally; soaping her body already has me hard again, so I grab a towel, dry us both off, then carry her to the bed.

She scoots to the pillows, and I go up on my knees, spreading her legs. My dick is so ready to be inside that sweet pussy. Taking it in my hand, I circle the head around her opening until it’s good and slick, then thrust inside of her in one stroke.

She gasps, her legs hooking around me.

I move over her, supported by one elbow, and stare deeply into her half-lidded eyes.

“You’re mine, Shelby. Say it.”

“I’m yours,” she whispers.

“Is this my pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Only mine?”

“Yes. Only yours.”

“Good. This hard dick inside you? You feel it?”

“Yes, yes.”

“It’s only yours, baby. Only yours.”

Her arms wrap around my shoulders, and her eyes flood.

“Fuck me, Rio. Make me yours.”

I do as she asks, fucking her slowly until we’re both covered in a sheen of sweat and breathing hard. She’s the sweetest fuck I’ve ever had in my life, and I goddamn know it. There will never be anyone else for me. She’s all I’ll ever need. All I’ll ever want. She’s the best goddamn thing in my life, and there’s no way in hell I’ll ever let anything come between us. And I’ll never let anyone hurt her. Never again.

I swear these things in my head, like I’m making my own personal vows—ones I know are true and certain. The love I feel for this woman is undeniable.

Soon, she’s reaching her second orgasm of the night, and she comes so sweetly in my arms, a gush of desire flooding over my shaft. It’s only then that I let myself go, coming long and hard inside her.

Her eyes are wet with tears, and I press kisses to her face. “You okay?”

“More than okay.”

“I love you, Shelby. There will never be another woman for me. You’re my life now, my everything, and I swear to you, you stick with me, I will move heaven and earth to make you happy.”

“I love you, too, Rio. I think I have since the day at Blitzy’s when you stood up to my father and protected me—a girl you didn’t even know.”

I drop to her side. Her words hit me, touching something deep.

“I carry your picture in my wallet. I ever tell you that?”

“You do?”

“I do. And I’ve saved every single letter you ever wrote me.” I gather her to me, stroking her back.

“I have all of yours, too. I used to take them out and read them every night for years.”

“I’m sorry I had to leave you for so long.”

She puts her head on my chest, her arms hugging me tight. “You’re here now.”

My fingers thread through her silky hair. “And I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.”

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