Page 67 of Heart Like a Cowboy

That thought/worry quickly faded, though, when Alana’s mouth came back to his for a kiss that jump-started their big finale. Egan did push inside now, but he kept his gaze on her. Watched her take him in. Watched what the pleasure and need did to her face. She was stunning, and no, he didn’t think that was just because they were having sex.

Because the need for her became overwhelming, Egan started to move. Slow gentle strokes. Strokes that one by one skyrocketed in the heat. Escalating it with each move. With each breath. With each whispered sound of pleasure. And there were plenty of whispered sounds of pleasure coming from both of them.

Egan tried to catalog each of those sounds she was making, wanting to hang on to each one. Wanting to hang on to this moment. But that was the problem with really good sex. It couldn’t last forever. The thrusts inside her became harder, faster. More frantic with both of them dictating the need and the pace. And it was that need and pace that sent Alana straight up to that climactic edge.

Egan felt the orgasm ripple through her. Felt it squeeze around him, urging him and carrying him to the only place he could go. And he went over that edge right along with her.

The wave of intense almost overwhelming pleasure came, crashing and consuming, both sating and exhausting his body. But not exhausting the need for her. Nope, that was still there. He cataloged that as well, and as soon as he was able to catch his breath, he shifted just a little so that he wouldn’t be deadweight on her.

Alana rolled with him, moving until they were side by side, face-to-face and breath to breath. Egan’s gaze was pretty blurry right now, but he could still see the curve of a smile on her mouth. A smile that showed she was very pleased with the outcome. If the guilt was going to come, it wasn’t going to come right now.

He held her there, the floor feeling harder and harder with each passing second, and when he felt his butt cheek falling asleep, he finally let go so he could get up and make a quick pit stop in the bathroom.

When he came back out, he found Alana still naked on the floor, but she was no longer lying there. She was sitting up and had clutched the front of her dress to her bare breasts. The smile was gone, and she was looking a little alarmed.

“I think someone’s on the porch,” she whispered.

Egan was sure that put some alarm on his own face. Even if everyone in town suspected there was something going on between Alana and him, he didn’t want that verified by someone peering in the window and seeing them naked.

He glanced around for his boxers, but when he didn’t see them, he gave up on that search and grabbed his jeans instead. He yanked them on, zipped up and then located his shirt.

Alana was putting on her clothes, too, but he couldn’t help but notice that she hadn’t located her panties, either, and the back of her dress was lifted up over her butt. Even though Egan rather enjoyed that particular view, he pulled it down for her and opened the window to peek out. And he nearly got the hell scared out of him.

When someone peered back at him.

Egan garbled out a slew of profanity, and then he cursed even more once he recognized the face looking back at him. Not a nosy neighbor, but his youngest brother.

Blue grinned in that cocky way that only he and some Greek gods could have managed to pull off.

“I wanted to make an entrance like Remi said she did, but I couldn’t find any rope or a nearby hayloft,” Blue said, his tone as cocky as the rest of him.

Still cursing, still scowling, Egan checked to make sure Alana was fully dressed. She was.

“Should I go find some rope and come back while you finish up whatever you’re doing in there?” Blue asked while still grinning.

A grin that caused Egan to scowl, but then he remembered that technically Blue hadn’t interrupted anything. Well, nothing other than what would have no doubt been an amazing aftermath to the amazing sex. Egan also remembered that he actually wanted Blue here in Emerald Creek. He just hadn’t wanted him right here at this exact moment.

“Brothers,” Egan grumbled.

Knowing full well that Blue would know exactly what had just gone on between Alana and him, Egan opened the door and let the ribbing begin.

CHAPTER TWENTY

ALANAFELTAlittle cowardly as she checked the window for anyone who might be out there when she went to her car.

Not Blue.

She definitely wasn’t expecting him and hadn’t seen him since he’d shown up two days earlier and given Egan some playful ribbing about seeing her. However, others had dropped by in the past forty-eight hours. Neighbors, casual acquaintances and such who all had one thing in common. Or rather two things.

They were nosy and Tilly’s friends.

Most had been pleasant enough, saying they were just checking to see how she was or to tell her how excited they were about the upcoming life celebration for Jack. Others mentioned they’d seen Egan at her place and in a roundabout way had wondered how he and his dad were doing. None had come out and asked if Egan and she were seeing each other, but Alana had no doubt that’s why they had come by.

The nosiness, gossip, nor Tilly had caused Alana to put a halt to seeing Egan. Duty, though, had done a darn fine job of keeping them apart so they hadn’t been able to have a repeat of that stellar sex on the floor.

For the past two days, her schedule had been slammed with working up nutrition plans for five new clients. Egan had been in the same equally slammed boat since he’d made some trips to the base to meet with a group of newly assigned pilots to his squadron. Yes, he was on leave, but Egan had explained that he was still the commander, and he hadn’t wanted to delegate that initial meet and greet to someone else.

The back and forth had given Alana a glimpse of what life might be like in two and a half weeks when he would be making the commute daily and then coming home to take care of ranch business.

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