Authors: Jan Bowles
Colt stared at the enigma that was Kat Masters. Her dark lashes curled down onto her cheeks, and her full, cherry-red lips were slightly parted. In sleep she looked so beautiful and calm. Yet, he knew from some of the things that she’d told him in the early hours of the morning that her apparent serenity was just a mask. It looked like she’d had a traumatic early life. He knew she’d gone to sleep barely holding back her tears. He figured Kat was damaged goods. A woman like her might never be able to trust him. Deep down, he guessed she thought all men were bastards.
Colt stroked a hand through her silky black locks that spilled across the pillow. They felt so soft and feminine against his flesh. He wanted to know everything about Kat, down to the smallest detail. If it were the last thing he did, he’d make sure he’d win her trust. How, he didn’t know, but he was determined to succeed.
He leaned forward and kissed her lips, then smiled as her eyes immediately flew wide open. Two beautiful hazel orbs stared right back at him. He could see the flecks of gold and green around the irises. “Hi, sleepyhead. I would have said good morning, but it’s way past noon.”
“Oh, what time is it?” Kat made to sit up, but he stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
“There’s no need to get up, we’ve only had a few hours sleep. Why don’t you roll this way, I’ve something here that just won’t quit.” He pulled the covers back and then smoothed a condom down his erect shaft.
“My God, Colt, have you been hard all night?”
“You bet. I couldn’t help thinking of all the things I’m going to do to you in the coming weeks and months. It made sleeping almost impossible.” He grabbed her wrist, and she giggled as he lifted her onto his torso until she straddled him. “There’s no time to lose. I want to see you enjoy yourself. So come on, baby, this is all for you.”
He loved the look of happiness that spread on her face. For the time being, their lovemaking would be all about her gaining in confidence.
Her slim fingers lightly smoothed across his chest as she positioned herself over him. He gazed at her as she slid down the entire length of his erect penis. A raw, sexy moan escaped her lips as he filled her completely. When she bit on her bottom lip, he started rocking his hips, spearing his cock deep inside her, over and over again. If there was one thing in particular Colt prided himself on, it was his self-control. He had such stamina and sexual prowess that he could work his cock inside a woman for hours at a time without spilling his seed. He knew she’d have no problems climaxing. Any preconceived notions she still had about sex would now be blown away.
“What are you smiling at, Colt?”
“I was just thinking how very beautiful you look.” He raised his knees until his muscular thighs came into contact with her flawless back. “Lean back, I’ve got you.”
Kat complied. She stared into his eyes as he slowly lowered his knees halfway. Her whole body arched, her weight resting on her elbows. Now the angle of penetration would astound her. He glanced down, watching his own body where it joined so intimately with hers. The hairs on his chest and a slight shimmer of sweat caught in the light coming from the window. His cock glistened with her feminine juices as he thrust repeatedly inside her. Thanks to her new, reclined position, he could see the underside of her large breasts and the rose-pink nipples, now peaked and thrusting upward with her growing arousal. He rocked his hips into hers, enjoying the soft mews that fell from her parted lips as he impaled her with his cock.
Her pussy clamped around his shaft as he slid repeatedly inside her. “Don’t stop, Colt,” she breathlessly whispered.
“You bet, baby.” He thrust inside her, lifting his hips to hers.
“Oh…” Her lips parted, and she moaned with pure pleasure as he thrust again. Her breasts heaved with her increased breathing. Her hands fisted into tight balls and she licked her lips. He knew she was close. She dug her nails into the duvet and grasped it firmly in her fingers. “Colt, it’s…” Her words trailed away as she climaxed in whimpers of delight. The muscles of her stomach undulated with her intense enjoyment. He could feel her pussy tighten repeatedly around his hard cock until she collapsed breathless back against his legs.
“That was amazing, Colt,” she eventually said as she gasped for air.
With no time to lose, he urged, “Roll onto your knees.” She did as he ordered, kneeling in front of him. He rubbed his hands over the delicious swell of her butt that rose before him. Smoothing his palms over the two peachy globes until he rubbed his fingers into the creamy cleft. To judge her reaction, he pressed a finger to her cute puckered hole. She tensed immediately. He guessed she’d never been touched there before. “Have you ever had a man make love to your ass?”
She shook her head. “No,” she answered meekly. “I don’t think it would be that pleasant.”
“If you’re with the right man, it can be a very pleasurable experience, Kat.”
“I’m not sure I can believe that.”
“Not today, but one day soon I’ll introduce you to it. In the meantime I think you’ll like this.” He guided his erect cock to her juicy pussy and entered her slowly from behind. Due to her recent orgasm, she was even tighter around his dick. That was one good reason for pleasuring a woman first.
He grabbed her hips and began pumping inside her again. Each thrust, each delicious lunge elicited a moan of pleasure from her lips.
He stroked her clit using his fingers to caress her sensitive nub. He worked his cock inside her from base to tip, rubbing the entire length over the sweet spot inside her.
“Colt, oh…” She pressed her head to the mattress and grasped the duvet, twisting it in her fingers until the knuckles bared white. Moans of ecstasy tore from her lips as she climaxed again. “What’s happening to me?”
“I’ve found your G-spot.”
* * * *
Kat enjoyed a long soak in the bath. As she luxuriated in the warm, soapy water, she thought of Colt. It had been a new experience for her making love first thing in the morning. In the past it had been totally unsatisfactory and had taken place in an atmosphere of alcohol-induced bravado. It had been easy to kid herself she’d been having fun until the next day when the liquor had worn off. Sex had always been uninspired and left her feeling shortchanged. With Colt, it was totally different. Her whole body tingled with newfound energy. In total, she’d climaxed five times, one after the other. She smiled. Kat Masters had multiple orgasms. How cool was that?
When Colt entered the bathroom, she couldn’t stop staring at him. Just what was it that made him so different from the other men she’d known? Wearing blue jeans and a white T-shirt, he certainly displayed a presence that commanded her complete attention. His strong physique and handsome face just proved too irresistible to ignore. His sparkling blue eyes held hers as he smiled at her.
He kneeled down at the side of the bath and took the sponge from her hands and began lathering on some soap. “I’ll wash your back,” he said as he lifted her hair away from her neck. The warm water cascaded over her tired muscles as he smoothed the sponge across her aching shoulders and down her spine. When he began rinsing, he spoke.
“I know I said I’d take you for a meal for your belated birthday, but I thought we’d go for a horseback ride this afternoon instead. There’s plenty to explore around the ranch. Perhaps, we can take a picnic with us. The trouble with working into the early hours of the morning, it puts you out of sync with everything.”
“Mmm, I’d much prefer that anyway.” The idea of going to a stuffy restaurant didn’t appeal to Kat. She’d seen Colt ride out most days on his horse, and to actually be invited along filled her with joy.
“Good.” He kissed her shoulder and handed back the sponge. “I’ll be ready to leave in a half hour. Will that give you enough time to soothe your aching flesh?”
“Yes.” She guessed he was already thinking about their next lovemaking session. He leaned forward and kissed her.
“You sure have a satisfied look on your face,” he murmured close to her lips.
“I feel satisfied.” Kat had never felt so contented.
“It’s good to see.” He stood and began walking from the bathroom.
“Colt.”
“Yes?” He opened the door before resting easily against the doorframe. He looked intently at her.
“Thank you for being so understanding.”
“You’re welcome, baby. Half an hour, remember, or I might start changing my ways. I know what you women are like with long baths.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be there.” She knew nothing would keep her away from him for long.
When she arrived downstairs, dressed in jeans and a red blouse, he’d already saddled up two horses. They waited, tethered to the verandah outside, their tails swishing impatiently. He placed a hat onto her head as she came out onto the porch decking. “The sun’s mighty fierce about now.” His two large dogs raised their heads, idly watching what was going on before settling back into sleep again.
He put his arm around her shoulder and guided her over to the smallest horse. “This is Midnight. She used to belong to my mother. She’s getting on a bit, so she won’t give you any trouble.” Kat almost fancied she saw a look of sadness drift into Colt’s eyes. She knew his parents had died in a car crash a few years ago. She, of all people, knew some emotions could never be healed.
Kat smoothed her hand down the graying, velvet muzzle. The old horse seemed to approve because she nodded her head and snorted several times. “I like you, too, Midnight,” she said, moving to the side to get a handhold on the saddle.
“Here.” Colt held out his hand, and she raised her knee. Immediately she was whisked into the air to sit astride the old black mare.
Colt placed a black cowboy hat on his head and flashed her a grin before effortlessly mounting his horse. He whistled, and the two Irish wolfhounds rose and stretched their legs. “Come on, you lazy good for nothing hounds. You can come for a ride, too. You’re getting idle in your old age.”
Kat giggled as the dogs slowly padded out onto the parched dry earth of the yard. “I think you’ve upset them.”
“Not for long. They love to run alongside the horses.” A quick flick of the reins saw them on their way down a track and onto the hundred acres of land that made up his ranch. After a while he turned and asked, “Would you like to up the pace?”
There was nothing she’d enjoy more, and she urged her horse to go faster. Soon they were galloping along the dusty, winding track. The wolfhounds kept up as their loping gait quickened. Kat knew her face held a smile. The sound of pounding hooves sent the blood racing through her veins. Coming back to Fairfax had been the best thing she’d ever done. Colt moved ahead, his long, lean physique at one with his horse. He’d never looked more at ease with himself. Her heart was beginning to open up to him. If he kept chipping away at her armor, she knew she’d fall for him in a big way. The only worry on the horizon was his preference for a BDSM lifestyle. She guessed she’d do as he suggested and read more about it. That way there could be no misunderstanding.
Chapter Nine
Stretched out on the picnic blanket with a hat protecting his face, the warmth of the sun beat relentlessly down onto Colt’s body. Surely this was perfect? A warm wind whipping through the trees, a glass of chilled wine, some cold cuts of meat, and a beautiful woman lying next to him. He breathed in. Nope, it couldn’t get more perfect than this.
He raised his hat and stared at her. She looked totally relaxed, chewing a piece of grass. Occasionally, he’d hear her hum a familiar tune. The dogs were lying in the shade of a big oak tree. Once in a while they’d open an eye or flick their tails. Colt lay back and covered his face with his hat once again, listening to the soft neighs of the horses tethered close by. The gentle buzz of a bee caught his attention as it went about its business.
Within a few minutes, Kat moved across and rested her head on his shoulder. “Tell me how you came to set up Club Fusion, Colt. Why do you choose to run a sex club?”
He wrapped an arm around her and held her close, stroking a hand into her soft dark hair. “I guess it all started when I met Angie. As you know, we were both into the BDSM lifestyle.
“Angie suggested running a club where like-minded couples could meet and talk. When I looked into the logistics, it seemed a lucrative way of making money.”
“What was Angie like?”
“Why?”
“I’d just like to know, that’s all. She seems to have played a key part in your life. You spent six years with her. That’s a long time to be with someone. Besides, there aren’t any pictures of her around the house. I just want to fill in the gaps.”
He shouldn’t be surprised that Kat was starting to ask questions. He guessed she wanted to know all about him. There were some things he knew would be difficult to reveal. To be honest, he’d always pushed those thoughts from his mind. Sometimes it was best not to think too deeply.
“You don’t need to be jealous of Angie, Kat. We split up a long time ago.”
“I’m not jealous.”
“Are you sure? You already want to redecorate the bedroom.” Colt guessed jealousy had a part to play because he couldn’t tolerate the idea of her with any other man, either.
Kat smoothed her hand over his chest, her fingers tracing over the buttons one at a time until she reached the bare flesh of his neck. She gently stroked his lips, letting the back of her fingers drift across his cheeks. Her eyes were hooded as she stared intently at him. “I love these lines, Colt, at the side of your mouth. For as long as I can remember, you’ve always had dimples, but they’re so sexy now, especially with this five o’clock shadow.”