She would too, and she hoped there weren’t two men out there following her. One was bad enough and she just wanted this to be over so she could go home.
Glancing over to Micah, she wondered what would happen when she did leave. Would she see him again? She didn’t dolong distance relationships. They never worked. She’d tried it when she first left Oregon. Roni had tried it with her ex-fiancé when she first moved to Dry River from Colorado. Only she’d met up with Lincoln Cole again and fell back in love with him. She’d had a crush on him when she was younger and broke his heart when he asked her out. Being one of the bad boys of Dry River, she’d told himnot in this lifetimeand then regretted it. Then she returned to Dry River years later, engaged to a man who refused to move with her but had believed it was just a phase she was going through, and that she’d return home to him. She didn’t. She fell for Lincoln and recently had married him. Patsy was so happy for her new friend but the whole situation proved long distance relationships did not work.
Now looking at Micah, she thought she might be willing to try it if he wanted. He’d never mentioned what happened once she did leave. Dry River was a long way from Cheyenne.
Sighing, she’d suddenly lost her appetite. Sitting back on the sofa, she tried to focus on the TV but couldn’t. Her stomach was in knots at the thought of leaving Micah Turner behind. Realizing now it had been a mistake to have sex with him, but she’d continue to do it because she couldn’t deny herself. She was in too deep.
Chapter Eight
The next morning, Patsy smiled when she felt Micah nuzzling her hair as he lay behind her. “Are you trying to wake me up, Agent Turner?”
“Seems like it worked,” he murmured against her neck.
She laughed low in her throat and pressed her butt back against him making him groan. “Oh, it is definitely working.”
Rolling over to face him, she pushed him to his back and straddled him then stroked her fingers along his hard cock pressing against her belly.
“You’re killing me,” he said through clenched teeth.
“I don’t want to do that, but I do want…this,” she said, wrapping her hand around him.
“It’s yours. Take it. Anything you want. You have me in the palm of your hand, literally.”
Scooting down his legs, she leaned over and took him into her mouth. Looking up at him, she watched as he put his head back and closed his eyes. He was just so sexy, and she loved having him in her power. Ifonly he’d surrender. She lifted her mouth from him and sat up. Micah opened his eyes, looked up at her, and raised a brow.
“Want to try sixty-nine sometime?” she asked.
“No.”
“No? Why not?”
“I have more to lose than you do.”
Patsy laughed. “What does that mean?”
Micah sat up, cupped her face in his hands, and stared into her eyes. “What if we do and I get you to a real good,hard, orgasm—”
“I would hope so,” she whispered against his lips.
“Yeah, well, if I did, how do I know you wouldn’t bite my dick off?”
She burst out laughing. “Well, you do make me bite down on my lip, so I can see where that would make you a little anxious.”
“As I said, I have more to lose than you do.”
He moved his lips to her neck then ran them along her collarbone. He flipped her to her back, moved his hand between them to her clitoris making her gasp.
“God, I want you so much, Patsy.”
“I want you too…please.” She moaned as he slid into her then she pushed against his shoulders and he rolled to his back with her straddling him. “I think we’ll do this my way.”
Patsy sat up, placed her hands on his chest then raised and lowered herself over him. His thumb moved against her clitoris and just like that, he took her over the edge. She cried out his name as she came then gave a squeal when he flipped her to her back and pounded into her then groaned her name against her neck when he came.
“Shit, that was good,” he said between ragged breaths.
“Yes,” she answered taking in deep breaths smiling when Micah kissed her neck then he raised his head to look at her.
“Ready to get out of the house today?”