“I think I’m warm enough.” She let go of the blanket, letting it fall to her feet, and revealing herself to Tanner wearing nothing but her black lacy bra and matching boy shorts. A low growl made its way up his throat. He hadn’t forgotten that she hadn’t put her clothes back on, but having her in front of him like this, offering herself to him, was almost more than he could take. “April,” he whispered, turning her in his arms to face him. “Be sure before you -”
She smashed her mouth to his, and that was all the answer he needed. He hungrily tastedthe sweetness of her lips, then surged into the warmth of her mouth when she eagerly opened for him. Her hands went to the hem of his t-shirt and he separated from her long enough to allow her to pull it up over his head. Shockwaves of pure need shot through him as her fingers grazed over his naked chest. When she stopped to play with his nipples, he nearly came on the spot.
“April,” he groaned, but she didn’t stop flicking, pinching, toying and pulling on his nipples, until he was mindless with want and need for the woman in his arms. He had no idea how sensitive he was there until just now, and he both wanted her to stop and to keep going at the same time. He’d never been so turned on by a woman in his life, and he wanted more. He brushed his mouth against her lips, taking what he so desperately wanted, feeding on her sweetness like he was a starving man. When she gave him that little moan that he swore he’d always crave, he trailed his kisses down to her neck, and lower, making his way down to the valley between her breasts. “If you don’t want me to keep going, just tell me to stop.” It would kill him but he would. He’d do anything to make her happy.
“I don’t want you to stop,” she breathed, tossing her head back and arching her back, giving him full access and permission to keep doing what he was doing. His hands went to the lacy material covering her breasts and she gave him a small nod of approval. He brought the straps down, then unclasped the contraption in the back, letting the material fall away, exposing her beautiful mounds with perfectly pink pebbled nipples that made his mouth water.
She started to lift her arms in front of her, but he caught them gently and pulled them down. “Don’t ever hide from me. You’re so beautiful, April. So perfect.”
“I want you,” she said. “Here. Now.”
It was a declaration that had Tanner picking up the blanket at her feet and draping it over a nearby bale of hay. Boo gave them a mildly annoyed look, then jumped down and retreated to his usual sleeping spot in the tack room.
Tanner returned to April’s side, lifted her bridal style in his arms and set her down on the blanket. She was a vision. Her creamy skin glowing in the moonbeam, her hair mussed from his fingers running through it during their kisses, and her breasts, perky and perfect, just waiting for his attention. “Say it again,” he ordered, taking a step back to give them both room to process what was about to happen. “Or tell me to stop. Your choice. Always.”
“I want you, Tanner. I want this. Right here. Right now.” She gifted him a sexy smile and it was all he could do not to devour her on the spot. “Have you ever done it here?” She asked.
“What?” Tanner asked, completely distracted by her beauty, his thoughts only on the woman in front of him.
“Have you ever been with anyone here?”
Tanner shook his head. “No. I’ve never even spent time with a woman on the ranch before.”
“Ever?” She asked.
Tanner shook his head again, his mouth still watering to taste her. “You’re the only one, April. The only woman I want in my home. In my bed.”
“Then take me,” she said, reaching for him. “Make me yours.”
Tanner didn’t need to hear more. He promptly took one of her nipples in his mouth. She sucked in a breath, which only egged him on. He rolled it with his tongue, grazing his teeth over it, and sucking on it until her breaths were coming out in small pants, her chest rising and falling with them. Then he went to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment, all too aware of how thick and engorged his cock was becoming. He had to tasteher. Dropping to his knees, he attacked her down there like he was a man starving for his last meal. She gasped, but opened her legs wider, exposing herself to him completely. There was an addictive sweetness to her that had his tongue lapping at her with a fury he’d never felt before. He wanted more of her. Her taste. Her moans. The way she was already squirming, her little muscles tightening around him. He wanted to leap and shout for joy because any moment she was going to -
Everything went still as he not only watched, but felt her come undone. She was the only thing that mattered, the only woman he wanted, the only one he’d ever love like this. His tongue lapped up every drop, savoring, worshipping, thoroughly enjoying every second, until she was completely wrung out.
“Tanner,” she breathed, and he was there, his arms wrapping around her, his mouth pressing against hers, his tongue searching for hers. She could probably taste herself in that moment, but she didn’t seem to mind. If anything, it seemed to be turning her on even more.
He didn’t miss when her fingers drifted to his belt, nor did it escape him how quickly she undid the buckle and unfastened his jeans. Every muscle in his body tensed with anticipation as she kept eye contact with him as she slowly tugged his zipper down, as if she was trying to prolong this moment. He almost forgot how to breathe when she started pulling his jeans and boxer briefs down at the same time. Cool air hit the tip of his engorged head, and combined with the sensation of her warm fingers brushing along the sensitive skin, he let out a breath that sounded like something between a moan and a groan. Who was he kidding? He was barely in control of his central nervous system right now, let alone his vocal cords.
Then she slipped off the bale of hay, dropped to her knees, and wrapped her mouth around his shaft. All the air left hislungs as he threw his head back, unable to speak, barely able to breathe at the sensation of her sucking on him.
With her tongue circling his head, she looked up at him, her green eyes clouded with desire. He stroked the side of her face. Nothing compared to the feeling of her sweet mouth wrapped around his cock. There was something about this woman, her beauty, her smile, even the way she smelled like his favorite childhood treat - it made him want to do everything in his power to keep her in his life. But having her mouth on him, touching him like this, it was the closest he’d ever come to knowing what heaven felt like.
Sure, he’d been with other women, but it had never felt like this. She reached up with one hand and her fingers landed on his chest. She could touch him anywhere she wanted to and he’d love every second of it. But she started circling his nipple again with the tips of her fingers, while his dick was still in her mouth. Those pink lips wrapped tight around him. Her green eyes staring up at him like he was the moon and the stars she’d searched for her whole life. This was too much. “April,” he growled her name in warning of what she was doing to him, but she ignored it and kept going.
He was so close to coming, he could already feel himself leaking. Dammit, he didn’t want this to be over yet. But then she shocked the shit out of him and took him balls deep. No woman had ever deepthroated him. His eyes rolled to the back of his head just as his cock hit the back of her throat. She choked and gagged, but didn’t let go, sucking and licking around him until he was sure she was going to be the death of both of them. “April,” he warned, “get off, I’m gonna come.”
But she didn’t so much as stop to breathe as she kept milking him for everything he was worth. His whole body tensed as heat grew from the base of his spine and thick ropes jetted out of him down her throat. His hands went to the top of her head, hisfingers gently digging into her damp curls. Everything came to a standstill as he came hard and long, his legs nearly giving out under him until he was empty and nearly slumped over her at the waist.
She came off him with a pop and a huge grin, her pink lips shining from his cum. Then she giggled, and Tanner swore he’d love her forever and kill anyone who ever tried to lay a hand on his woman. With his knees still shaking from the monstrous orgasm she’d just given him, Tanner pulled her into his arms and collapsed with her on the bale of hay, making sure her skin only touched him and the blanket, so she didn’t get scraped by the hay. “You killed me, you little sugar cookie devil,” he said with a deeply satisfied, but lazy grin.
April pressed a kiss to the side of his neck and his cock quickly perked up. He could do this all night with her. For the rest of his life. And he’d never get tired. Never want for anything else. He’d never brought a woman home. He’d dated of course, and even had a few one-night stands. But April was different, and not because she was Violet’s aunt. He’d fallen for her long before he ever knew about his daughter. But now that he had them both, he’d die before ever letting them go.
April’s words from earlier echoed in his mind about how he made her feel like she was flying, and he completely understood. Because being around her made him feel like he could do anything. Be anyone. And yet, right here and now, the only thing he wanted to be washers.
Chapter 23
April had never donethatin a barn before. Sure, the place smelled a bit and the horses made strange noises, but none of that mattered when the sexiest man she’d ever known had been looking at her like she was about to be his last meal. This was a fantasy she didn’t even know needed to be fulfilled.
She’d also never been this forward with a guy before. And giving a blow job without the man asking for it first? Never.
