“I don’t know. Seems fitting.” She was like the sweetpea vines my mom planted outside the cabin where I grew up. Beautiful and resilient, no matter how many times my brothers and I stomped over them, the sweet-smelling flowers always came back.
“Well, don’t stop. I kind of like it.” She propped herself up on her elbows, her full tits spilling out of her bra.
My mouth fucking watered while I reached behind her and unclasped the annoying thing. Her eyes widened, followed by a shy smile.
“Lie back. I need to taste you.”
As soon as her back hit the bed, I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, groaning as it hardened under my tongue. I thought I’d be able to maintain some self-control, but this woman was under my skin. The weird thing was, I didn’t mind. The two of us… we felt good together. Like I’d been waiting for her to show up for a long goddamn time.
Her fingers fumbled with the button at my waist. Hell to the yeah. I wasn’t sure how long I’d last once she wrapped her legs around my middle, but I’d make sure she was satisfied before I let myself go.
I shed my jeans and boxers then bent over her and tugged her leggings off until she was as naked as she’d been in the creek. Spread out on my bed, her hair covering my pillow, I raked my gaze over her creamy skin, her gorgeous tits, and stopped at the apex of her thighs. She was beautiful. The most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen. And I was about to make her mine, at least for the night.
“Thatcher…” She held her arms out, but I had other plans.
“Not yet, sweetpea.” I leaned down and settled my shoulders between her thighs. Spreading her legs as wide as they would go, I inhaled the sweet scent of her desire. Then I licked along her seam. Her muscles tensed and she tried to draw her knees up to her belly.
I put my arm over her hips, pinning her in place and circled her clit with my tongue. She squirmed underneath me, her back arching.
“Let me make you feel good,” I said.
“Yes, please.” She nodded as she fisted her hands in the comforter.
Grinning, I lowered my head again. I couldn’t get enough. Swirling my tongue over her clit, I slipped a finger just inside her pussy. She was so wet, so fucking ready for me. Over and over, I sucked on that bundle of nerves, sliding my finger in and out until her walls clenched around me and her legs started to shake.
“That’s it, sweetpea,” I mumbled against her thigh.
Watching her come on my tongue was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. When the last wave of her orgasm had finishing pulsing against my lips, I kissed my way up her body.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my mouth to hers. Our tongues tangled while I flipped her over on top of me. I’d intended on giving her a few minutes to rest before I took her with my cock, but the little minx lined up her pussy at the tip of my cock.
“Easy there, baby,” I warned her. “You tease me like that and you’re going to find my cock buried deep inside you.”
“What if that’s what I want?” She arched her back and pushed her tits out.
“Then I’d better get a condom,” I said, already reaching for the drawer.
She took it from me, slid it down on my cock, and straddled my hips. Staring up at her, I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. Then she eased herself onto me. My eyes rolled back in my head. The walls of her pussy clenched around me. So tight. So good.
I clamped my hands on her hips and lifted her up and down. Just seeing her tits bounce while she rode me was enough to make me fucking blow. But watching her watching me, her eyes half closed, the ghost of a smile on her lips… within seconds I was ready to detonate.
She came hard, her head tilted back, her pussy gripping me tight. After, she leaned forward for a kiss and her nipples grazed my chest. I flipped her over, my need to take control rising. It didn’t take more than a few thrusts before my balls clenched, and I came so fucking hard my arms shook. I groaned, wishing I could stay balls-deep inside her forever. And when I finally let go, I slanted my mouth over hers, claiming her.
Her cheek rested on my chest, her fingertip lazily running up and down my abs. We’d snuggled under the covers, and I’d pulled her close. I wasn’t used to cuddling, to sharing my space, especially my bed, with a woman.
Outside, the clouds had finally opened up and raindrops splattered down on the roof. Darkness had fallen, and I had no idea what time it was or how long we’d been laying there. However long it had been, I didn’t want it to end.
That was what scared me most. Somehow Joely had worked her way past all the barriers I’d set up. She’d wedged herself into my heart and as much as I didn’t want to let her go, I wasn’t sure how the hell I’d convince her to stay.
She ran her finger over the raised, puckered scar along my side. “Where did you get this?”
“Fire crew training summer of my senior year. I thought I was invincible.”
She let out a soft laugh. “How about now?”
“Now I know better.”
“Sounds like progress to me.” Her fingers stilled. “I’ve never met anyone like you, Thatcher.”
