Page 53 of Tempting Fate
“Mmm” was all she could manage, and went for his belt buckle.
He pushed her hand away and tugged the flannel pants over her ass until she lay completely naked. Gabe turned on his side and went up on one elbow to gaze down on her. His eyes slid up and down her body, taking her in from head to toe. “I’m going to say it again: damn!”
“Now your turn.” She rucked his shirt up and he finished the job, tossing the thermal somewhere past the foot of the bed. The man was Italian Renaissance-statue perfect. She kissed his chest and worked her way down to the waistband of his jeans, trying once again to unhook his belt.
He unfastened it himself and lifted his hips to pull his jeans down. They got stuck around his boots and he kicked them off, using his foot to get his pants the rest of the way down. All Raylene could do was stare. He was thick and long and hard and so purely male it made her mouth water.
“I was in a rush,” he said about the fact that he’d been commando under his jeans.
“I’m not complaining.” And then she did the rare thing—at least for her—by taking him in her mouth. He tasted salty and musky and…so good.
“Ah, shit, Raylene. Honey…” He brought her head up. “I want you to do that…but later.” Gabe rolled onto her and pressed his erection between her thighs.
She bowed and moaned as he slid up and down against her. The friction was working her up to a fever pitch. “Gabe?”
“Huh?” His hands were underneath her, squeezing her butt, driving her even higher.
“Please.”
“Yeah, okay, let me get a condom.” He was out of breath.
The entire time he’d dug up her land, looking for the gold, she hadn’t seen him so much as break a sweat. But this—she—had undone him. The thought heightened her excitement even more.
He leaned over the bed, got something off the floor, and before she knew it he was suited up and entering her. For a second, she froze.
“You okay?” He started to pull out.
“No, don’t stop. It’s just been awhile.”
He went slow, rocking into her a little at a time. The sensation of him filling her was so erotic that she nearly climaxed right then and there. It had been more than a year since she’d had sex, and even longer since she’d had an orgasm. Even the self-administered kind.
“Mmm.”
“Better?” he asked.
“So good.”
He quickened the pace and laved her breasts with attention. Her body grew more accustomed to his size, and the extra stimulation loosened her up. Soon she was matching him stroke for stroke, moving to their own special rhythm, so in sync that the pleasure rocketed through her like a current of electricity.
He grunted, calling out her name, whispering endearments and describing the things he wanted to do to her in explicit detail. The words, and his caresses—both dirty and sweet, rough and gentle—took her to a new plateau. She wrapped her legs around his hips, wanting him deeper. Faster. Gabe pumped harder, stroking every erogenous zone on her body with his hands and his lips.
“Ah,” he called out. “You close?” He reached between their joined bodies and worked her with his finger while he tongued her nipples.
She felt it low in her belly, and then her whole body began to tremble as she called his name. The orgasm ripped through her in a forceful rush, rocking and rolling like a seven-magnitude earthquake. He continued to pound into her, prolonging the sensation until her body felt limp and sated.
Gabe pistoned his hips a few more times, threw his head back and shuddered, then fell on top of her like a rag doll.
“Wow,” he said, coming up on both elbows. “You alive down there, Ray?”
“Just barely.” She was exhausted, but all her nerve endings purred.
He rolled to his side and pulled her into his arms. “A little shut-eye, then round two. What do you say?”
She was already asleep.
Chapter 14
The sun was shining in Gabe’s eyes, and for a second he couldn’t remember where he was. Then he felt something warm and curvy nestled against his front and instantly got harder. If his memory served him right, he and Raylene had done it a total of three times during the wee hours of the morning, not counting some extracurricular activity before they couldn’t stay awake any longer.
