I needed to leave Tennessee, and not look back.
Tonight.
“Yes, yes,yes,”I chanted, pulling on Lincoln’s hair as he stared up at me from between my legs. I closed my eyes, giving myself over to the building pressure low in my stomach as I ground against his mouth.
“I want you to come, baby. Let that pretty cunt soak my face.” His words were a deep rumble, promising pleasure as his tongue parted my lips, and he clamped down on my clit.
OhGod, I was done for. The force of my orgasm had me doubling over, grasping his headboard in a white-knuckled grip. I tried to raise up, but he held onto my thighs and forced me to stay right where I was as aftershocks wracked my body.
I sagged against the iron railing as he slipped from underneath me. I felt his presence at my back, lips skating along my shoulders and neck as he whispered praises in my ear. “You did so good, Josie, but can you give me another? I can’t get enough of you.”
If it’d been anyone else, I likely would’ve said no. Then again,if it’d been anyone else, I would’ve been faking my way through another round of subpar sex.
The clock on Lincoln’s nightstand read 3:00 AM. We’d spent the last few hours tangled in his sheets after coming home from the bar. I’d lost count of the number of times he’d taken me, though the number of condom wrappers scattered around the room said enough.
I guess we were going to add one more to the pile.
I’d vowed to talk to Lincoln once we walked through his cabin door. To tell him that no matter what we felt, there was no future for us that didn’t end in heartbreak, but the words died on my lips the moment he smiled and pulled me in for a kiss.
How was I supposed to leave this man? This perfect, wonderful man.
I cursed myself for stopping at Frank’s. If I’d just driven through, I’d never have met Lincoln. I would’ve spent the past few days stitching my pride back together before returning to Texas.
Not falling in love with a beautiful man from Tennessee in five days.
The thought was terrifying because it shouldn’t have been possible. How can you love someone in such a short time?
No, this was infatuation at best. Once I was home and the immediate ache of leaving Tennessee had passed, so would this feeling.
Right?
I should get up right now and go, but that need diminished as Lincoln turned my limp body around to face him and pressed a kiss to my forehead. He laid me down on my back, letting his heady scent envelop me.
I’d never think of pine and leather the same way.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Lincoln whispered, rolling a condom on. He stared down at me, fisting his cock before notching it at my entrance. My response came as a whimper as heslowly sank inside of me, running his hands along my back. His low groan sent goosebumps skittering across my skin.
He drew my arms up, wrapping them around his neck until we shared breaths. His body began to move with slow, skillful precision. Each thrust was met with a languid kiss, drawing me tighter until I was begging him to move faster.
This felt different than all the other times. It was slower and full of an emotion I didn’t want to think about. If I did, I knew tears would follow, and I was determined not to shed a single one until I crossed the state line.
But as Lincoln coaxed the orgasm from my body before following with his own, I couldn’t deny that he’d just made love to me when I was planning on breaking his heart.
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. . .
The soundof my phone alarm pulled me from the best dream I’d ever had. A dream I couldn’t wait to tell Josie.
It’d been five days—or technically six, now—since that little tornado had blown into my bar and my life.
Five days of countless smiles and laughter and sex.
Hell, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d smiled so much. Before Josie, I hadn’t had much of a reason to. My life was as dull as it was predictable. I woke up every morning and drove to Frank’s ranch to help him with the handful of cattle still lingering on his land before cleaning up and heading to the bar to prepare for opening.
Even if we weren’t blood related, he was the only family I had. Frank had taken me in when I’d lost everything I loved, allowing me to turn my life around when no one else had. He’d told me he knew what it was like to have your future disappear overnight and didn’t want me to end up like him.
Though he’d lived a good life, it’d been lonely. He’d come close to marrying once, but that had changed when his rodeo careercame to a screeching halt. The fame he’d been right on the cusp of had disappeared, along with his fiancée.
