Page 17 of Ash on the Range
Will’s tongue drove into my mouth relentlessly, removing the need to think. I moaned, arching against his touches that left me aching in all the right/wrong places. His hands travelled along my back, warmth searing through me from both sides ashis jacket draped around both of us. I pressed up to kiss him back and found my moan muffled by his deep kisses that left me needier than ever.
And breathless.
I inhaled the scent of him, knowing I'd want to sleep in this shift to keep that fragment of him near me. As though reading my mind, one hand wound between us to cup my breast through my bra, squeezing gently as he traced over my nipple. I let out a startled gasp. Pleasure rippled through me as I pressed my breast into his hand and swore he laughed into my mouth at the action. My moan as I ached did little to alleviate the need tearing through me. I needed to be closer to him. I needed these damn clothes off.
I needed?—
“Whoa, honey. Slow down,” Will drew back from our kiss, his lips gliding across mine as he spoke. “You gonna let me taste you tonight?”
I frowned. “You just did.”
He huffed a breath against my lips as his thumb traced across my waist band. “You sweet mouth, yeah, honey. I know what that tastes like. I want to lick you here.” His hand dropped between my legs, rubbing the seam of my jeans with two fingers.
I moaned at the riot sensation that overwhelmed me, knowing he’d be able to feel the heat emanating through the stretchy denim, how needy I was from just his kisses and a few touches.
“You want me to taste you, Cassie?” he murmured across my lips, flicking at the button to my jeans.
I couldn’t answer, could barely think. “Here?” I shivered again as he stepped back, looking me over.
“Fuck, I want you so damn bad.” One hand wrapped around my nape and pulled me forward, until our mouths crashed together again.
I left him in no illusions that this was what I wanted too. “Please,” I gasped as his hand pushed down the front of my jeans.
A high laugh that came from neither of us, and the deep, highly recognizable voice of Gage who answered his wife emanated from around the corner.
“Damnit.” Will claimed my mouth one more. “Maybe that’s a good thing.” He stroked my stomach gently.
“Never a good thing.” I rubbed my cheek against his stubble. “What about my needs?”
He shifted his knee back between my legs. “I thought we saw those, honey?”
“Did we?” I assessed him, managing to cover my gasp.
Will’s eyes darkened as he braced his body over mine, pushing his knee up between my legs as he had before. This time his hands rested on my hips. And he smiled. “Ride me.”
Heat flushed my cheeks and I shook my head, tucking my chin to hide from him, but we both knew I couldn’t get away. He laughed again, that same soft sound that I knew wouldn’t make it any further than either of us, that left my heart happening in my chest. Will pressed me back against the house, his knee high between my legs so I couldn't move and rested my tip toes.
“You wanna go back inside, you come for me right damn wow. I wanna see you fall apart."
“Why?” Of all things, that was what slipped out.
Will looked at me like I was crazy. I didn't blame him.
“Because you’re mine, and seeing you flushed and messy and all the things you’re not supposed to be is sexy as fuck, honey.” He leaned down to kiss my mouth as I whimpered. Apparently, that was enough.
His knee pressed harder, until I leaned my head forward, gasping into Will’s shirt.
“Too good,” I managed, between breaths.
“Hold them,” he commanded. “Don’t breathe out or in.” I sucked in a breath and rocked my hips on his leg, arching up for a kiss, and found his hands solid in their grip. “I wanna hear you moan,” he encouraged me.
I glanced sideways to where I knew Brit and Gage played a similar game from her soft sighs and occasional smart remarks, punctuated by Gage’s deeper laughs.
“I don’t think I—oh,” I whispered, as Will leaned in impossibly, his body filling all the spaces I thought were already oppressed to mine.
“Yeah?” His mouth grazed mine in a not quite kiss as heat deluged my thighs. “That sort ofoh, honey?”
Will’s tongue traced my bottom lip lazily as I shivered, rocking my hips over his thigh. He felt so good and I knew we shouldn’t be out here, when everyone was inside, including Jude and Travis and my brother, and?—
