A sigh rushed from between her lips. “I know, but I just wish she would think about things before she does them. Just like getting pregnant. She obviously didn’t think it through when she slept with your friend a couple of months ago.”
He cocked an eyebrow in her direction while he wondered what it would take to make her lose control, throw caution to the wind and go to bed with him. “Sometimes thinking isn’t part of the equation.”
“Well, it should be. With as much birth control and stuff that’s available now, getting pregnant when you don’t want to shouldn’t be happening.”
He leaned over, pushing her hair away from her ear when he nuzzled it with his nose, and his hand caressed her hip. “Haven’t you ever lost control? Just did something you know you shouldn’t have because it felt good?”
“I…uh…”
Pulling back with a devilish grin, he said, “We’ll have to explore that.”
* * * *
Damn, the man can turn my insides to mush with nothing more than a whisper. What was I thinking coming here?
She took a long drink of the beer in her hand.
You are in way over your head, Carrie,
her head whispered.
A man hopped up on the stage when the band took a break. “Hey y’all. Someone wants to make an announcement. Come on up here, Joey.”
“Shit,” she grumbled and pulled away from Cole side.
“Carrie, sweetie. Come here, honey.”
She shook her head, and she felt Cole stiffen beside her.
“Come on, baby. We need to make this official,” Joey coaxed from the stage.
Anger reverberated through her as she stomped toward the platform. “Get down, Joey.”
“Nope.” His drunken stare turned from her and she sighed, rolling her eyes to the ceiling. “Hey, everybody. Carrie and I are gettin’ married.”
Applause resounded through the crowd mixed with laughter, and she tried to grab the man’s hand and pull him down from the stage. He held on, tugging her up with him and wrapping his arm around her waist. She pushed him away and headed for the edge of the plywood, but when she lifted her gaze to the bar where Cole had been standing, he was gone.
She searched the crowd until she finally caught sight of him when he reached the door. He turned and looked back a moment before he pushed through the doorway and the wood panel slammed shut behind him.
Jumping down, she dove through the throng of people until she reached the outside door. She saw him just as he reached his truck. He stopped and braced his hands against the bed, giving her enough time to reach his side.
“Cole.”
He spun around, anger bright in his eyes. “You could have told me, Carrie.”
“There isn’t anything to tell.”
“Are you trying to say that guy didn’t ask you to marry him?”
“No, that’s not what I’m saying.”
“I don’t mess with married women,” he growled before he pulled the door open.
She grabbed his arm before he could get inside and slam the door. “I’m not married, never have been, and I’m not going to be any time soon that I’m aware of.”
“He said you were gettin’ married.”
“Joey has been my friend since I was a baby. He’s been askin’ me to marry him for the last five years. Didn’t you see everyone laughing? Everybody who lives around here knows it’s almost a joke, and they know it ain’t happenin’.”
“You aren’t gettin’ married?”
“No.”
His arm snaked around her waist so fast she didn’t have a chance to react, before his mouth swooped down on hers. He stole her breath away and gave it back mixed with his. Slanting his lips across hers, he traced the crease with his tongue, asking for permission to explore inside her mouth. She whimpered and opened to him as his tongue slid inside and stroked hers. He pulled her closer, fitting her to his hard frame, breasts to hard chest, belly to belly, thigh to thigh until he slipped one of his muscled legs between hers. His hands cupped her ass, lifting her tighter against him while he moaned low in his throat, and she could feel his hard length between them.
With a tortured groan, he pulled his mouth away, and she tipped her head to the side, giving him access to her neck while her hands held on to his shoulders. He nipped at the soft skin with his teeth before soothing it with his tongue, and shivers rolled down her back.
“God, Carrie,” he growled, lifting his head. “If we don’t stop this, I’m taking you back to your house and fuck you right now.”
She felt her body come alive at his words. Mind warred with body. Wanting him more than she'd ever wanted someone before had her throwing caution to the wind.
I'll explain to Jess later, if she finds out. It's been too damned long since I've been with a man, and I need this one.
Her labia pulsed and filled. Her clit rubbing against her panties was almost enough to send her into oblivion, but she wanted him to come along, too. “So what’s stopping you, cowboy?”
Chapter Five
Their eyes met. His held a question, hers the answer.
Am I really going to let him make love to me?
Her heart whispered with a resounding
,
Yes.
“Get in the truck.” He let her go, almost pushing her inside the cab before he slid in beside her. Sexual tension filled the air, crackling between them when they ripped out of the parking lot, spraying gravel before finding pavement.
They didn’t speak on the short ride back to her house. She didn’t know what to say. She had never wanted something so badly in her life as she wanted to feel this man wrapped around her, holding her and making her body come alive with his. Instinctively knowing what was about to happen between them would be earth shattering to say the least, she laid her palm on his thigh and smiled when the muscle tensed beneath her touch.
He pulled the truck into her driveway, popping the door open in his haste before the engine even stopped. Her feet touched the hard surface of the concrete, and he grasped her hand before they headed for the door. She moaned softly when she felt his lips on her shoulder, nibbling at the tender skin. Her hands shaking, she slipped the key in the lock before she pushed the door open. He followed her inside, and she no more than got the door shut behind them when he had her up against the hard surface, his hands on either side of her shoulders.
His lips were only a breath away when he whispered, “Are you sure about this?”
He was giving her a chance to retreat—save face if she so chose, but she had craved his touch from the moment he stayed at the store to help her. She wasn’t going to let him walk away without at least sampling what he had to offer.
“Carrie?” His warm breath caressed her lips as his eyes searched hers.
“I’m very sure.”
Her heart thumped in her chest, slamming against her ribs when that sexy-as-hell smile rippled across his mouth, showing off the dimples in his cheeks.
Good God, I love those dimples!
“Where’s your room?” His lips flittered against her cheek, moving along softly until he found her ear, and she shuddered before she answered in a breathless whisper.
“Up the stairs, first door on the left.”
He bent down and scooped her up in his arms, taking the stairs two at the time in his haste as she felt a giggle rise in her chest. Pushing the door shut with his foot, he moved toward the bed but stopped at the side before he lowered her to her feet.
She peeked at him through her lashes before she reached her shaking hands toward his chest. Unbuttoning his shirt, she slowly revealed his sculpted muscles, and her mouth water to taste him. The spatter of chest hair sent heat straight to her center when her lips found his skin, and he groaned at her touch. His hands moved softly up and down her arms while she continued to play across the expanse of his chest with her lips. When she found the flat disk of his male nipple, she caressed it with her tongue, then nibbled with her teeth. His hiss, followed by the quiver of his skin, made her smile. Slipping the shirt from his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor at their feet, she reached for the belt buckle at his waist, but he stopped her. Her eyes swept up to meet his heated gaze.
“My turn.”
His kiss started at her forehead before it moved along her cheek, across her nose, and back to her mouth. He pulled her tight to his chest, and she could feel the hard muscles pressed intimately against her breasts. Running his tongue along the crease of her lips, she opened them for him, letting him stroke the inside of her mouth. His hand slipped up her side to underneath her breast, his thumb caressing the nipple through her shirt. His mouth moved across her cheek to her ear, tugging and nipping at her soft earlobe before sliding down her neck.
“Your skin is so soft,” he whispered, trailing his tongue and lips to her shoulder as his fingers worked the tank top up her chest. He released her long enough to pull the shirt and her bra over her head and drop them to the floor.
She let her hands wander down his back, scratching slightly, smoothing the muscles that bunched and rolled beneath her fingers. Coming back to his chest, she stroked the fine hair beneath her touch and she smiled when she heard a growl.
Trailing a hot, wet kiss down her chest, he found the taut nipple with his mouth, sucking until it hardened to an aching point. She shivered when goose bumps rose across her skin, and a soft moan escaped her lips. His hands worked the button loose at her waist, sliding inside the waistband and working the jeans down her thighs. Finding her ass cheeks with both hands, he kneaded her soft flesh, molding it to his touch. He pulled her so her hips were flush against him before his lips found hers again in a desperate kiss.
She worked her jeans off, stepping out of them, before she went for the buckle at his waist. Undoing it and the button quickly, she slipped her hands inside his boxers, stroking his hard length as he growled into her mouth.
Stepping back with a saucy smile, she dropped to her knees. One hand cupped his balls while her tongue darted out, licking the pre-cum from the tip. His hands twisted in her hair, holding her head in place. She flicked her tongue over the tip and smiled when she heard a hiss above her. Stroking his cock from base to tip, she moved down and took his entire length inside her mouth until the tip bumped the back of her throat. His thighs quivered when she slowly moved back to the tip, and he groaned above her. Her fingers caressed the sack at the base, moving between his balls to the small area of soft skin that joined them with his ass.
He let her play for several minutes before a tortured growl ripped from his lips and he pulled her back up in front of him. His mouth dove for hers, taking her lips in a frantic kiss as he pushed her back toward the bed. She felt the mattress on the back of her knees before he laid her down and moved over her.
The coarse hair rubbing along hers sent her nerve endings on high alert. His mouth left hers to nibble at the corners of her lips before moving to her ear and tracing the outline. He continued his journey to the soft spot below her ear, stopping to bite lightly before soothing the sting with his tongue.
She arched her back as his hand found her breast, kneading the soft flesh. Her nipple hardened beneath his palm while he molded it to his touch. His thumb flicked the nipple before rolling it softly between his forefinger and thumb while she gasped and pressed deeper in his touch. His mouth moved down her chest and took the hard bud between his lips, sucking hard, sending electricity straight to her wet pussy.
His callused palm slipped across her stomach and toward the spot between her legs aching for his touch. When he reached for her, she shifted and opened for him, but he avoided touching where she ached to have him the most. Instead, his hand moved down her thigh and back up the inside. She held her breath, waiting, throbbing. As she felt his fingers whisper against her labia, she groaned low in her throat, and he smiled against her skin.
“God—Cole, please. Touch me.”
She moaned and tossed her head when he spread her with his fingers before his thumb rasped against her clit. He continued to pleasure her while his mouth licked and suckled at her breast. The sensations he caused with his touch drove her to the edge of satisfaction.
A moment later, he settled between her legs, and his tongue lapped at her center. Heat curled from her toes and up her legs until she arched against him and cried out his name.
Coming down from her ecstasy, it took her a minute to focus on his face when he moved up and kissed across her cheek. His rock hard erection pressed against her hip, and she moved her hand to grasp him, encircling his girth while he moaned deep in his throat.
“Be careful. That thing is loaded.”
“I’m counting on it,” she whispered and shifted onto her side and captured his lips with hers. Their tongues danced together for several moments before she broke the kiss and met his gaze. "Do you have a condom?"
His finger drifted down her cheek and he murmured, "Yeah." He reached for his pants and pulled out his wallet. A sexy grin appeared on his mouth when he held up the foil packet before he ripped it open.
He slipped the condom over his shaft while she watched with rapt attention. She had never watched a guy put on a condom before, but the whole thing was totally arousing when it was Cole.