When Sparks Fly (75 page)

He collapsed against me pressing me into the wall, never withdrawing from me. As our hearts stilled and our breath returned to normal, I knew we would always be connected somehow. I had met my soulmate, even if the timing for us was not right. One day Tucker and I would be with each other forever.

*

Saturday was the 4th of July and my day to sleep in. With the shop closed and Kaleb feeling guilty as shit that Tucker took care of his chores yesterday morning it meant I woke up in a warmth of Tucker. When I opened my eyes, Tucker was draped over me like a flag. His body tucked as close as he could possibly get to me. His thick shaft pressing firmly into my back. I smiled knowing how many times he made me scream out his name as he made me fall into a state of bliss each and every time.

I shifted so I could see his sleeping face. I gently ran my hand down his bristled face. I knew without a doubt I would have burns on my inner thighs from his scruff. I smiled at the thought of what he did to me last night. His tongue worked just like his manly member. I couldn’t deny that Tucker knew how to rock my world.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He spoke with his eyes still closed but a huge smile across his face.

“Good morning, handsome. How are you this morning?” Running my hand up the side of his face, he opened his incredible blue eyes and placed his hand over mine.

“Well if you must know. I had an incredible time with this very cute blonde last night.” He joked pulling my fingers to his lips and kissed each knuckle.

I giggled into his very firm chest. As he let go of my hand, he wrapped his arms around me pulling me into him. He pressed his thick shaft into my stomach. “May I help you?” I ran my hand down his side before take him firmly in my hand.

“What are you going to do now that you have me in your grasp?” He wickedly laughed.

“Oh I am not sure.” I slowly began stroking him as his hands wandered around my body heading southward until he slid his fingers down my very wet seam.

“It seems someone is already ready for me.” He growled as he slid a finger deep inside me. I arched my back into him as he pumped his finger. I let go of his shaft as the ability to keep stroking him was lost now that he had me in his grasp. I gasped under a deep growl. As I closed my eyes he slipped from my body; he rolled me over to my back and settled in between my thighs. He didn’t speak as he slid his firm member against my core. I squirmed as he pressed just inside.

“Tucker, please. Don’t make me wait.” I begged him. I wrapped my hands underneath his ass trying to pull him into me. I wanted him to fill me. Engorge me. Tucker fit me perfectly and I loved the feeling he gave me.

“Oh no. no.” He said pulling back out leaving me wanting him.

I groaned loudly in protest of his withdrawal.

“Oh you wanted more?” He chuckled.

“Tucker, you are not playing fair.” I said bucking up against him as he chuckled again as he slid slowly into me.

I relaxed back to the bed as he withdrew and slid back inside. His steady rhythmic thrusts started my body on its climb towards my release. With each drive into me, he increased his speed and my need to fall over the top once more. As the fire started from my lower regions, I felt my body take hold as it reached its peak sending me spiraling over the edge. My toes curled into the bed as I arched upward crying out his name.

“Fuck me, Tucker!” I fell back to the bed breathless and my blood racing through me; I closed my eyes trying to regain myself when Tucker grunted with his release as he fell to his elbows to keep his weight from crushing me.

“Damn woman, I think you will leave another mark.” He sat up just enough to look me in the eyes.

I looked up at my teeth marks on his shoulders from e last night’s shower episode. And now my fingernail marks were embedded into his back I chuckled this time as he kissed me hard and pushed off the bed.

“I have to get a shower. You going to join me?” He stood just a few inches from the bed still hard even with his intense release a few moments before.

“Are you up for another round?” I smarted off as he winked. This man was insatiable. I jumped from the bed as he led the way to the shower and another round of great morning sex.

*

After another two rounds of incredible sex in the shower, Tucker and I washed each other thoroughly. After dressing, we joined my brother and Aaron in the kitchen as they made a late breakfast. As I sat down to eat, Kaleb gave me a once over and smiled. He knew better than to ask seeing the last time he opened his mouth about my sex life, I jumped all over his ass.

“Tucker, dude I must say last night’s ride was kick ass.” Aaron stated handing me a cup of coffee.

“Thank you, but that is only one ride. I just hope tonight’s ride is as great.” Tucker’s voice low and unsure.

I reached under the table and squeezed his inner thigh trying to reassure him. “You will have an incredible ride.” He would have a perfect ride if drew any bull except Patriotic Rodeo. He hadn’t been ridden in a hundred rides. I told Nate last spring he needed to retire the bull, but he wouldn’t hear of it. He said he was one of the best bucking bulls.

Aaron placed a large plate of pancakes, eggs and bacon on the table. I took another sip of my cup of coffee as I watched the three men chow down on their food. As they ate, I filled my plate with two scoops of eggs and a couple slices of bacon. We all ate in silence with tonight’s events on our mind.

*

After breakfast, Tucker and I cleaned up the kitchen and went for a short walk down to the lake.

As we approached the dock, Tucker took my hand and led me to the end. We stood in silence letting the warm breeze blow over us as we stood face to face. I could tell Tucker had a lot weighing on his mind.

“Can I ask you something?” He brushed a loose strand of hair from my face.

“Anything.” The only way to have any type of relationship was communication, so of course he could ask me whatever he wanted.

“How did Nate die?” His voice broke as he spoke.

I hadn’t really talked about it to anyone except those closest to me and the psychologist I saw for a short time after his death. We kept Nate’s memory alive because we did talk about him often and I visited his parents as often as I wanted also. I took in a deep breath and held it. I really didn’t even know where to begin.

I let my breath out slowly and I thought about where to begin. “Simple really. He was crushed. Simple as that. I haven’t been in the barn but three times maybe until the day you came home with me. I haven’t been to the rodeo since last fall.”

“Crushed?”

“Yes, by one of his parent’s bulls. He was stubborn. He thought he could check out the back of Patriotic Rodeo and Nate pissed him off. Anyway….” I choked back the tears as I relived the moment Nate’s life ended.

“Shhh, it’s okay. You know every time you step in to the arena, pen or any other vicinity that can hold a 2000 pound animal, there are risks. I know every time I climb on the back of a bull it could be my last. I do put my life at risk every single time. Nate knew. I am sorry.”

Tucker’s arms had begun to feel like home. I would always love Nate; I realized Nate was my comfort. He had always been there. I did love him, but it was time to move on. Yes, it was totally crazy that I had met Tucker Jackson less than a week ago, but if the man dropped to one knee and proposed I would say yes.

Wiping the tears from my face, I finally spoke. “We need to get back. I have to pack a lunch for today and I need to get items we need for tonight’s fireworks show.” Tucker took my hand leading me back to the house. Every year Nate and I would pack a picnic lunch, eat on the square grounds, watch the bull rides and then we would eat fair food. And as the sun would set, we would spread the blanket out on the open ground and watch the fireworks show.

“Yes and I think tonight will be one helluva ride and ………” He paused and grinned as he kissed me again before heading up the path.

“Possibly the best night ever.” I finished his sentences. I hope tonight would be the best in his career.

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Chapter Nine

Tucker left me with a group of my girlfriends as he went and joined some other bull riders. The town square was buzzing with people participating in games and bake-offs. Booths lined the streets selling anything from quilts, shirts, knitted items to food of all sorts.

Lauren met me at the candy apple stand with a grin wider than the Mississippi. “What the hell is up with that grin?” I joked. I knew exactly why she wore a shit eating grin, but I wanted her to come clean.

“While you have been hooking up with Mr. Jaxson, I have been having one hell of a ride on a Mr. Maverick Davis or MD as he is called by everyone.” She giggled loudly as she took a sip of the jug of root beer she had in her hand.

“Well I am glad to see I am not the only one being entertained by a handsome cowboy.” I laughed as we strolled past several booths. We made our way down the sidewalk towards the tents.

Inside the tents, people were mingling and talking among themselves. When I found Tucker, he was wearing a vest, full leather chaps, and a new cowboy hat. The number sticker he wore across the front read 722. I smiled as he caught my eye. He winked and I knew Tucker would win tonight. As he walked towards me all I could do was stare at the numbers on his chest.