Chapter 36
Later in the afternoon, Ty mounted Hank with Scarlett in front.
“Hank, take us to the lake,” she called out, giggling. “Will Rocker join us for dinner? Cherise said she’ll come in sometime tonight and for us not to wait up.”
Ty groaned. “I think it’s great she has friends to play cards with, but I worry when she’s playing with Victoria and Ivan.”
“She’s a nice woman. I like her no-nonsense approach. I don’t know Ivan, but he seems besotted by his grandchildren. He kinda creeps me out when he talks about punishing his men,” Scarlett admitted as Hank turned onto the worn road.
“Ivan and Victoria have connections to the mob. Chase doesn’t discuss it, and I don’t ask. They’ve done a bunch of good in this town, and heaven help you if you harm one hair on any of those kids’ heads. They’re a found family,” Ty explained.
“Like the mafia? For real?” she asked, half turning in her saddle.
“Yep. When they discuss their men, it’s a miniature army. Some went home to Russia and Ireland for a few months, but they’re heavily protected.”
“Wow. I’ve never met anyone in the mafia before,” she said, shocked. “I can’t believe Chase and Kassie allow them on the mountain.”
“It’s not my story to tell, but Victoria saved Kassie’s life several times.
They’ve protected the town when a bunch of gang members from Seattle decided to visit Serenity.
Don’t let Kassie fool you, she has fighting skills to rival a SEAL,” Ty said as he helped her down and grabbed the two quilts he packed.
“Don’t judge a book by its cover, then, huh? I don’t care. They’ve treated me wonderfully since I got here. I can tell she’s bossy, but I heard her speaking with Emma and Tori, and she sounds like a doting grandma.”
“They call them ‘grans’ around here. All those kids on the mountain have several,” he said, returning to Hank and pulling out the fishing poles.
Spreading one of the blankets on the ground, he placed everything on it. “Do you want to fish now?” he asked, setting the lines and adding bait.
“No. I want to enjoy this lovely day with you,” Scarlett said, holding out her arms. Ty dropped the poles at the blanket’s edge and walked toward her. They sat down, he opened the picnic basket and fed her grapes.
“Why does everything taste better with you?” she asked, lifting her face in the gentle breeze.
“Because when I make something for you, I do it with love,” he said, plopping another grape on her tongue.
He unwrapped the second blanket, covering her. Scarlett’s hand snaked into his lap and she traced the outline of his dick through his jeans.
“Where did you order all the hands today?” she asked casually as he stared at her in amusement over her not-so-innocent conversation.
“They’re in the farthest field from here,” he replied. “Did you have something in mind?”
“Yeah, I do,” she said, climbing into his lap and straddling him. “I want to finish what we started earlier. At least I don’t have to worry about looking Rocker in the eyes after what he saw this morning.”
He chuckled as her fingers drifted below his shirt and she pulled it over his head. “You may not have that problem, but something tells me, Rocker will for some time to come.”
“You’ll have to tell me what he does. Usually, when he gets embarrassed or uncomfortable, he scrunches his nose and pinches it.
It’s funny, I just recalled him doing it,” Scarlett said, skimming through Ty’s chest hair until she found his nipple.
She played with it until it grew hard under her thumb.
“Two can play this game,” he taunted, removing her sweater. He shook his head when she wore no bra. “I see you want to cut right to the chase,” he murmured against her ear.
“You can’t leave a girl screaming with one orgasm and walk away. Besides, I told you I wanted it,” Scarlett said, kissing his shoulder and making her way up his neck.
He unbuttoned her pants and tapped her side to get her to stand. She shimmied out of her jeans, not wearing any panties. Scarlett appeared like a goddess with the lake and the brilliant colors of autumn behind her.
“You’re gorgeous,” she murmured when she reached out and he pulled her back down on the blanket, covering her with the second.
“How do you know when your friends keep saying I’m ugly?” he teased, as his thumbs grazed her nipples, causing her to inhale sharply.
“I asked Kassie. She says you’re like the men on the mountain and belong in a magazine. I feel your muscles, and I can picture you in my mind. You’re one of the most beautiful men I have ever met.”
“The same thing can be said about you. Leo won’t know what to do if he hires you. You’ll be another redhead on the mountain, causing chaos,” Ty said, running his hands down her body, warming her. “You have goosebumps. Maybe we need to take this home.”
“I’m home. This has become one of my favorite places,” she whispered against his chest. “It’s not the cold causing them.”
“Your eyes remind me of the color of the lake. They’re brilliant blue, and when you turn, I see the tiniest hint of green,” he said, pulling her closer to share his warmth.
Scarlett pushed him back onto the ground. “Did you bring the condoms?”
“Yes,” he said, reaching into the bag and pulling one out. He set it beside them, enjoying her hands exploring him.
“Do you mind if I touch you like this? I want a full picture of you,” she said, tracing his legs.
“You can touch me whenever you want,” he said gently, brushing the hair from her face.
Starting at his forehead, she felt every line in his skin.
His eyes closed as she gently brushed them and felt along his cheekbones.
Her hands glided downward toward his neck, where she stroked along his muscular shoulders.
Using a butterfly’s touch, she traced his collarbone, circling his nipples, but not touching them.
Scarlett felt him inhale as she flattened her hand, counting the hard abs as her hands moving downward.
She felt the coarse hair, letting her fingers slide through it.
Extending her strokes along his thighs, she visualized the perfect image of him in her head.
Ty groaned as she kneaded his calves and glided along his foot before moving her way back up slowly.
This time, she focused on the inner parts of his legs, letting her nails scrape along the sensitive skin.
A growl rumbled from his chest as his hips shifted, yearning for her to touch him there.
Scarlett ignored his hints as she squeezed his balls and leaned down, placing a kiss above his waist.
“You’re killing me,” he moaned.
Her tongue darted out, and she tasted his stomach.
“You taste almost as good as your desserts,” she murmured as she licked the rock-hard muscles along his stomach.
She felt along his side, noticing a bullet hole scar.
Knowing what it meant from seeing them thousands of times, she kissed the wound, sealing it with her love.
Her tongue glided along his chest, detecting every movement Ty made.
He enjoyed this as much as she did. It felt good to bring him such pleasure when he gave her the light.
Using her teeth, she nipped at his side, making him chuckle darkly.
Scarlett grinned. With Ty, her blindness never felt like an obstacle when it came to making love. She fumbled a few times, but he kept encouraging her, making her feel at ease.
“Have you finished your exploring?” he murmured.
“I still have your backside,” she teased.
“Leave it for next time,” he coaxed. Scarlett heard the urgency in his voice, but she wanted to play.
She gripped his cock, pumping it slowly and letting her nails lightly drag against the sensitive skin. Ty moaned, capturing her mouth. Scarlett lifted her leg to straddle him and missed, kneeing him in the stomach.
“Ugh,” he grunted.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized as she fell on top of his chest, taking the air from him. “I’m sorry,” she repeated, but a little giggle escaped and Ty chuckled as he kissed her nose. Scarlett let her slick juices coat his shaft as she rubbed against him.
He picked up the condom and ripped it open.
She must’ve felt the urgency, too, as her hands eagerly waited for him to place it in her hands.
Together, they rolled it down him, and she climbed on top.
Hovering over the tip, she positioned herself and whispered, “I love you, Ty.” She slowly slid down his cock.
He moaned and gripped her hips. His hands cupped her breasts as she leaned over him. Pinching her nipples, he rolled them between his fingers. She smiled slightly, clenching her walls around him.
“Damn it, Sparky,” he groaned as she took him to the hilt and ground against him.
“Ohhh,” she moaned, increasing her pace. “It’s true what they say about my senses heightening, because you feel incredible.”
“Slow down,” Ty coaxed. “We have all afternoon.”
Her lip came out in a pout. “I’ve waited all morning,” she responded cheekily. “Your tongue felt good this morning. I liked when you use me for your dessert.”
“Plan to become my specialty,” he teased, lifted her up and slammed her back down.
She caught the rhythm and each time she went down harder against him, grinding against his pelvis.
“Shit,” he murmured as she teased him by increasing her pace and then slowing down as she drove him closer to the edge.
“When we return, I plan to do this with me on top,” he grit out.
“Do it now,” she begged.
“No. The ground’s rough,” he explained as she sat up, taking him at a deeper angle.
“I can take it,” she said, gyrating her hips, causing his eyes to roll back in his head.
“It’s not a question if you can take it, I won’t let you hurt yourself,” Ty murmured, his breath coming out jagged.
She pressed his hands to her breasts as she rode him. Her eyes closed, and her lips parted in pleasure.
The quilt slid around her hips, making her appear like a siren from the lake.
Ty tugged her tender nipples. Scarlett moaned loudly as she neared the precipice.