Page 46 of The Unbuttoned Ranger
He reminded himself that he needed to take his time.
Lowering his mouth, he inhaled her musk fragrance as he slid his tongue over the slick crevice, licking her creamy juices. Her legs quivered when he rolled his tongue over her swollen clit, giving the sensitive nub full attention. He suckled the bead until her hips came up, bouncing her pussy against his mouth.And although he loved to have his face ridden, he didn’t want her to buck off the bed. He held her steadily as he continued to work his mouth and tongue over her. Her moans echoed through the room.
Her juices turned thicker and tastier, and he knew she was close to coming. He slid his finger inside her, feeling the muscles quiver around his knuckle.
“I-I’m there,” she said in a whisper.
“Yes, baby. Come for me.”
Her juices flooded his palm as she reached climax. Her fingers were in his hair, her nails scraping his scalp.
“I need you!” The words came out on a moan.
He fished a condom out of his wallet in record time, ripped open the package and rolled it onto his rigid cock.
He lowered himself in the V of her thighs. Her eyes were closed. “Look at me,” he said gently.
She fluttered her eyes open and he guided himself into her. She was tight and wet, and her muscles gripped him in a vice. He took things slowly, easily stretching her until he was fully wrapped in her warm body. He stopped for a moment, gaining his control, but when she wrapped her legs around his back all control vanished. He began to move, sliding in and out, and she met him thrust for thrust. Her nails bit into his back and her whimpers reached his ears.
Soon he felt her spasm and her back arched.
The last thread unraveled, and he sunk himself deep, caught in a waterless ocean. They reached the peak of the climax together until he collapsed at her side, spent and holding her close.
The silence surrounded them in a comfortable blanket until she rolled over to look up at him. “I don’t have any expectations from you.”
He looked down at her, smiling. “Sweetheart, you don’t need to have this conversation with me. I’m not your ex.” He pulled her closer, loving how their bodies fit together perfectly.
Unfortunately, he didn’t get far enough to take off her dress so he could feel her skin to skin.
“I’m only saying, I’m a single mother, but I’m not looking for someone to take care of us.”
“That never crossed my mind.” He pushed the tendril of hair off her cheek. “I feel like I need to apologize for losing control so fast two days in a row.”
“It was wonderful.” She lifted herself so she could look down on him. “I think it might be best that we keep what happened just between us.”
He kind of figured she’d want this. “I can keep a secret.”
“Not that I regret anything, but Carsen, he’s young. I have to protect him. He already likes you.”
“Which is a good thing. I get it. I do.”
She followed the scars on his chest, following the outline of the marks. “I do realize you’re not Dante.”
“Just make sure it stays that way. Men like him are cowards. Me, I’m the type of man who’ll protect you till death if necessary.”
She lay back down in the crook of his arm. “I don’t want to give Dante any more power. I’ve already wasted so much time on him. I’ll always be grateful that he gave me Carsen, but that gratitude only runs so deep.”
“You’ll always be safe here.”
She pushed off the bed. “I should be going. I need to get back to the farm.”
He watched her slide her feet into the sandals then tug her hair up in a messy bun.
Her smile made his cock semi-hard.
“Will I see you later at the magnolia barn dance?” she asked as she checked herself in the mirror.
“I promised Ursula that Pa and I’d go.” He scraped his fingers down his whiskered jaw. “I’m guessing I need to keep my hands off of you while I’m there?”
