Authors: Paige Cameron
“You’re sure you want me to stop?”
“This time, yes.”
She licked across the top one more time, before standing. “Hurry, cowboy. I want your body close to mine.”
In a few seconds he’d discarded his boots and pants, sheathed his cock with a condom, and had her on her back on the bed. He glanced down at her. “Your wish is my command.” His warm body covered her and held her snug.
“I’ve got you now. Let’s see, where do I start this feast?”
He bent his head and kissed her neck. She giggled and scrunched her neck. “Ah, I forgot how ticklish you were if I kissed you in just the right spot.” He blew his breath across her neck and kissed her again. Goose bumps and shivers covered her arms.
“No fair. I want you to make love to me. Not tease me.”
“Ah, my love. I am making love to you.” He nipped at her earlobe, and the shivers changed to an aching desire. His lips caressed her cheeks, her eyes, her mouth. She opened her mouth, and his tongue slipped inside to caress along the inner walls and the edge of her teeth.
She ran her hands across his muscled arms and down to his hard chest. His soft chest hair teased her nipples where they’d tightened and pebbled to a peak.
Moving down, he kissed her neck again where her blood raced and her pulse pounded. His lips brushed across her nipples as he cupped her breasts. As he massaged them, his tongue tormented each sensitive pebble.
Cassie couldn’t stay still. She moved under his body and pushed her breasts harder against his mouth. When his hand slid down and rubbed across her nub, she moaned. “Please go in me. I’m starving for you.” His chuckle vibrated against her chest.
“Savor the moment, honey,” he whispered in her ear. His mouth did a leisurely stroll along her body, kissing every vulnerable spot. When he got to her pussy, he spread her folds covering her sensitive nub. He licked and suckled her clit until her body shook with her desire for him.
When his tongue darted into her pussy opening, she screamed his name and bowed her body. Heat and pleasure rushed through her veins. A throbbing pulse beat inside her pussy walls.
Moving quickly now, he positioned his hard cock at her opening and surged in hard and fast. She gasped as her tight pussy accommodated his big cock.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
“Oh, yes. Don’t quit now.”
His grin, which he seldom showed to anyone, flashed again. “Good, because it would be difficult to stop.” He picked up his rhythm, and she met his every stroke. Her inner walls clenched and unclenched around his full girth.
She strained against him, wanting more. As though he’d heard her thought, he pushed further into her and held as her pussy walls rippled around him. She raised her legs up and around him. Her inner walls held his cock tight as he lightly bit her nipple. A huge orgasmic wave surged across her whole body.
Lang went in and out fast, and the orgasm hung suspended inside her before carrying her away. His shout of completion shook her again.
They lay together, panting. A thin sheen of perspiration coated their bodies in spite of the coolness of the room.
Cassie felt her face flush. “Do you suppose we shook the building, or that anyone heard our yells from the open living room windows?
He raised his body weight off of her. “Too late to worry. I don’t give a damn.” He said the words softly, a wide smile on his face. Rolling to the side, he took her with him and held her close to his body.
“According to your clock, you have about an hour before you have to leave to give blood. Sleep. I’ll wake you.”
* * * *
Lang waited until she was sound asleep, and then crept out of the bed. He took a quick shower and put on his clothes. The living room had gotten quite cold. While lowering the windows he stared at the town and distant mountains.
This land had always been his home. A part of his being. And he felt the same way about Cassie.
She smelled like the sweet roses his mother always had in her garden. The scent would flavor the air in the spring. Her skin was as soft as down, and her lush mouth tasted like ambrosia. He wanted to kiss her pussy lips and suckle her nub on and on. Her luscious breasts filled his hands, and her pink nipples begged to be tasted. When her orgasm hit her and she tightened on his cock his desire spiraled higher. When the pleasure hit it exploded to every cell in his body.
No one else would ever do for him. He was determined that he and Nick would marry her. Starting now that was even more his mission than it had ever been before.
He started to turn from the window. A man standing on the sidewalk across the street caught his eye. He looked vaguely familiar. He’d been staring at this building. Lang rushed out the door and down the steps, but when he got around to the front of the shop, whoever he was, he had disappeared.
Lang took out his cell and punched in Nick’s number. “Hi, drive to town. I want to talk with you. And if you hurry you can take Cassie to the ranch for her to donate blood.” When Nick said he was on his way, Lang snapped his phone shut. Soon, he’d need to wake Cassie, but first he had to formulate a plan.
Chapter Eight
Slut, she never let me touch her intimately, but she opens her legs for those cowboys. But my plan will fix her. This revenge is going to be so sweet. Just a little more patience.
* * * *
Nick arrived at the shop a few minutes before Lang had to wake Cassie. Lang told him about the man watching the shop. “He didn’t do anything overt, but I didn’t have a good feeling about him. You were right. Cassie is worried about something, and feels she has to handle whatever it is herself.”
“What do you suggest? She certainly let me know she didn’t want us taking over and being too protective.”
“Tough. We’ll do what we have to, to keep our woman safe.”
“I like it when you start thinking more like me.”
“Heaven forbid.” Lang and Nick both laughed at his remark.
“Go wake her and take her to the ranch. I’m going to work on my project inside. Cindy is working in the shop, but they aren’t using that room until I’m finished.”
Lang smiled seeing Nick take the stairs two at time. He couldn’t blame him. That’s how he felt, too.
* * * *
Cassie woke and found herself alone. She stretched. Her muscles were loose and relaxed. Her whole body felt different in a good way. She started to get up when she saw the shadow of man in her doorway. Jumping back into bed, she reached for her gun. It was gone.
“Hi, hope I didn’t frighten you.”
Nick, handsome as ever and wearing his sexy smile, made her heart jump with joy. “You did scare me. I should have known it would be Lang or you.”
She wrinkled her forehead and looked in her bedside table drawer. “I had a gun in here. I keep it for protection. It’s gone.”
“Let me see.” Nick searched all around the area. “Who would steal your gun, and when?”
Cassie remembered. “In my concern about the fire, I left my door unlocked for quite a while that day.”
“Most people around this area don’t steal, and especially not guns. They all have their own.”
“Unless it was the boys that the sheriff thinks started the fire. Maybe they lingered around and saw the opportunity to go upstairs.”
“I don’t think so. They’d have taken jewelry, food, something of value along with the gun. Is anything else missing?”
“I have little of value except my work. I haven’t noticed any of it being gone.”
Nick glanced at his watch. “You’d better get ready. We’ll figure this out later.”
Cassie was quick. She readily agreed to Nick driving her. “I might be a little weak afterward. Thanks for offering.”
He drove fast along the road to the ranch. They met few cars. Cassie started to speak several times, but decided to wait until later. They arrived at Ellen’s office right on time.
“I see you have your handsome escort.” Ellen smiled at Nick. “You can wait upstairs. I’m sure Tessa will have a delicious cake or pie to share with you.”
“That does tempt a man. But I’d rather stay and hold my lady’s hand.” He held Ellen’s gaze.
Ellen stared back at him. Cassie opened her mouth to tell him she’d be all right, and Ellen spoke. “I suppose I should know by now not to suggest you leave. Once you men have decided a woman is yours, no one is going to move the immovable rock.” She grinned. “I know from experience.” She looked at Cassie. “My
husbands
would be the same way. I’m very independent, but I’ve grown to like their always being there for me.” She turned and sat her equipment on the table by a large lounge-type chair. “Come sit here.”
Nick pulled a straight chair to the side opposite from where Ellen was working. He took Cassie’s hand. “Now you can see giving in once in a while isn’t so hard.”
Cassie laughed. “No. I don’t guess it was.”
“Might as well give in, honey. Lang and I intend to take care of you.”
“Keep this up and you may wear me down.”
“Take this ball and tighten your fist. Let’s see what kind of veins you have.”
She’d never liked having her blood drawn, so Cassie turned her head and stared into Nick’s blue eyes. She loosened her fist when told. Nick tightened his grip on her hand when Ellen stuck the needle in her skin.
“Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Ellen asked.
“No, not at all.”
“You two relax. We’re going to be here for a while. I’m going in the next room to do some work. This nice lady”—Ellen nodded to a young woman who had just entered the room—“is a nurse. She’ll sit over at the desk in the corner and check you frequently. I’ll be back in too, but let her know if you want to see me sooner.” Ellen left and the nurse came over and checked everything before setting at her desk.
“I’m glad we have this time to talk.” Cassie spoke softly to Nick. “I’m sorry about the other day. I’ve been mixed up lately. I was rude.”
He took her free hand and leaned forward so they could keep their voices low. “Forget it. I pushed a little too hard. It doesn’t mean I’ve changed my mind. I understand your need to be independent to a point, but if we disagree, let’s discuss the problem.”
“Nick, you and I are alike in a lot of ways. We’re both emotional and more apt to react in anger and snap at each other.”
“I’d never hurt you. I wasn’t angry so much as I was frustrated.”
“Lang and you are very different. Lang is calm, he thinks before he speaks, he has a steadiness, and all that is something I need. I love him.” She saw Nick’s stricken look and squeezed his hand. “I love you, too, for different reasons.”
Nick stood and walked around the room. When he sat back down, he asked, “Would you rather only marry Lang?” His body was stiff, and pain flashed in his eyes as he faced her.
“No. If I agree to marry, I’ll marry you both. I need your energy, teasing ways, and strong confidence. Lang shows his confidence in one way, and you show it in another. You are both strong, lovable men who make my heart race and my body ache to be near you. I don’t understand why you still want me after the way I left.”
Nick kissed her hand. “Living at the ranch you must have noticed that when the men decide they want a particular woman, nothing changes their mind. When the right lady comes along, our bodies know it before our minds accept the forgone conclusion.
“I thought if I went away to school, and then worked in the outside world far from here, I’d stop wanting you, stop seeing you in my dreams. It never happened. Finally I realized I preferred living here. And I gave up trying to find another woman to replace you.”