Chapter 17
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Shadow
The morning sun shines through the sheer curtains, filling my room. Usually I’d curse myself for not having bought darker ones, but right now, about to see Della’s bare flesh in the bright early light, I’ve got not one issue with it.
Last night, after we finished round one, I held her to me, the two of us talking for a while before I took her for a second time, this time getting my fill of eating her pussy and loving every second of her squirming from my touch. She’d gone wild for me in a way I know I’ll never get bored with.
When it comes to Della, there’s nothing about her that I would ever grow tired of.
Della Meadows is everything I could’ve asked for in a woman. Sweet and shy. Fierce and protective. Not to mention the sass on her gets my dick hard faster than I thought possible. I love her attitude and the fact she doesn’t take shit from anyone.
Thinking about how she went up against Deputy Norton yesterday fills me with a sense of pride I didn’t think I’d ever feel. Granted, I don’t know what kind of blowback will come from what happened, but I knew my brothers would have her back for what she’d done.
My woman stirs in my arms, and my cock takes notice of how her body feels against mine.
Her sleepy eyes flutter open, her head tips back ever so slightly to meet my gaze, and she gives me a small smile that hits me straight in the chest. It’s a feeling I’m getting used to still, though it only ever happens when she’s around me.
“Mornin’,” she murmurs, her voice raspy from sleep and last night’s activities.
I lift my head off the pillow, tilt my head down, and press my lips to hers, wanting her mouth first thing. “Morning, little mouse.”
My hand travels down her side, feeling the curve of her hip. Della cocks her hip higher, making the sheet slip down, exposing her breasts, and I take a moment to appreciate the view.
“You’re staring,” she says, a blush creeping across her cheeks.
“Damn right I am.” I trace a finger up along her collarbone, then back down. “Got the prettiest woman in the world in my bed. No way in hell, I’m not looking my fill of her.”
She laughs and stretches, arching her back in a way that makes my mouth go dry. My cock throbs in demand to slide inside her pussy.
Shifting us so Della’s on top of me, I line myself with her entrance. The slick wet heat of her juices tells me everything I need to know about her being ready to take me.
With my hands on her hips, I guide Della down on my shaft. I watch her take every inch until she’s fully seated against me, her wet heat gripping me tight.
“Tyler,” Della gasps, steadying herself with her palms to my chest.
“Fuck, Della,” I grunt. Holding her tight to keep myself from moving to allow her body a chance to relax with me inside her. I don’t want to hurt her. “You feel so goddamn perfect.”
Her eyes close for a moment, those long lashes fanning across her flushed cheeks before she looks down at me, determination flashing in her gaze. She starts to move, finding her rhythm, and I nearly lose my mind at the sight of her taking control.
I run my hands up her sides, cupping her breasts, thumbs circling her hardened nipples, and pluck the puckered buds between my fingers, causing Della to cry out. Her pussy clenches around me, telling me all I need to know. She loves me playing with her body however I want to. “Ride me, baby.”
Della starts to glide over me, bracing herself up on my chest with her hands.
Her hips rotate and drive up and down. I let her go and watch her move over me, while I play with her tits.
When her breathing becomes ragged, I sit up, wrap an arm around her back, the other going in her hair, as I suck one of her pretty nipples in my mouth.
“Tyler,” she gasps, holding on, still moving her hips.
Feeling her getting ready to come, I flip our positions, thrusting inside her like a man on a mission. I was on a mission. The need to have her come with me pounding into her slick pussy was what I was after.
With my mouth still wrapped around one nipple, I play with the other and take what I want from Della. Her pussy squeezes, sucking my release from the tip of my cock as she finds hers.
Never in my life have I come with a woman. Not like this, that is. It always took work. I shouldn’t be surprised that Della could have me coming so easily, but I’m not.
Everything about her is like a live wire ready to draw current from my body.
Releasing her nipple, I lift my head and grin down at the satisfied look on my woman’s face.
Damn, she’s beautiful.
I didn’t lie when I said she’s the most beautiful woman in the world to me. I could stay right where I’m at, watching her for the rest of my life, taking in all that is her.
* * *
“What are you doing today?” I ask, leaning against the counter by Della’s legs as she sits next to my hip, a coffee mug in both our hands.
I’m learning my woman loves her coffee and takes it sweet, but also black.
“I should probably get back to the ranch and see if Maddox needs any help with anything. Might take Rex out on a ride as well,” she answers, looking at me. “What do you have planned today?”
“Got some stuff to do at the rodeo grounds, then handle some club business with my brothers.”
“Sounds interesting.” The smile she gives me is yet another one that hits me in the chest.
The very fact we’re sitting here drinking coffee, talking about our plans for the day, doesn’t go unnoticed.
“You go out on your horse, be careful not to come across any more rattlesnakes.” I wasn’t gonna tell her she shouldn’t or couldn’t do something, but the very idea that it was a possibility guts me.
“I’ll be fine,” she says nonchalantly, and I have to bite back my response, not wanting to ruin our morning by any means. Might make me sound like a pussy, but I don’t give a fuck.
“Let’s get moving,” I tell her, setting my mug down next to her and helping her down. “I’ll drop you off and pick you up when I’m done for the day.”
“Pick me up?” The way she cocks her head and stares up at me hits me just as hard as her smiles do.
“Yeah, little mouse.” I nod. “Not gonna be away from you longer than I have to.” The truth in those words is like another hit to the chest. I don’t like the idea of being away from her if I don’t have to be.
“I want you in my bed, here or at the clubhouse. I want to have dinner with you and spend time with you doing other things that involve no clothes. I seem to be addicted to this sweet body of yours,” I explain, pulling her into me.
“So, when I pick you up later, have a bag packed and be ready.”
“You know I could just drive my car that way you don’t have to go through the hassle of picking me up and dropping me off everywhere I need to go.”
“Baby, nothing about you is a hassle.”
“Maybe, but—”
“There’s no maybe or buts about it, Della,” I state, interrupting her. “I’ll pick you up because I want to. Also means, you can’t leave until we have to leave together to go wherever the hell we have go.”
“Oh,” she whispers, blushing brightly, which was cute as fuck. “I’ll pack a bag.”
Grinning, I dip my head down and take her mouth. Knowing we don’t have time, I ignore the thickening of my cock. As much as I want to sink back inside her sweet body, I’ve got things to do today, just as she does.
Reluctantly, I pull away and rest my forehead against hers as I whisper, “Tonight.”
“Tonight,” she repeats on a breath.