“I know.”“Talk to me.”“I’m scared, Sky. I don’t want to fuck this up. And I’m afraid I already have.”“So fix it.”“How?”“Channel that anger into a more productive activity.”“Like what?”Skylar slipped on her coat. “Do I really have to spell it out for you? Go out to his place, accept his apology, apologize yourself, and fuck his brains out until Monday morning.”“Which would be a brilliant idea, except Colt and I aren’t having sex.”“Excuse me?”Crap. “We’re dating, not sleeping together.”Sky started laughing.“It’s not funny.”Her sister had to grip the counter she laughed so hard.“I fail to see the humor in this.”“You’ve managed to hold Colt off for almost two weeks?”“Huh-uh. He’s held me off.”“Oh. That’s even better.” Skylar wiped her eyes. “I figured you guys would last about two days with the no sex rule.”India sniffed. “We aren’t animals. We can control our baser instincts.” Maybe. Kinda. Sorta. Not really. Okay, it was a fucking miracle they weren’t balling each othe
“I know, Colt, me too.”“No foreplay.”“Fine.” She kissed him. “Good.” She kissed him again.“Whatever. We’ve had two weeks worth of foreplay.”“Hell, woman, we’ve had three fuckin’ years of foreplay,” he growled. “In my bed. Now.”“No. No more waiting.” India trapped his face in her hands.“Right here.”“Where? Against the wall? On the couch? Over the chair?”“On the white rug. Move the coffee table.”“Done.” He set her down and dragged the iron and glass table out of the way as if it weighed nothing. Then he reached for her again.The kiss was explosive. She tasted of mint and coffee. She fought him for control, her tongue dueling, then coy and teasing.Colt could kiss her for days. And he would, right after he fucked her. At least twice. “I wanna see you. All of you. Clothes off.”India whipped her shirt over her head. Unhooked her satin bra and tossed it aside.He groaned. “Those pierced nipples are about the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”“Oh, trust me, you ain’t seen nothin’ ye
She stretched. “Mmm. I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to lie on this rug naked. I thought it might be scratchy.”“I never would’ve tried to stop you from testing that theory.”“How about if next time you’re on the bottom?”“Deal.” Colt smooched her forehead. “Lemme ditch this condom and I’ll meet you in the bedroom.”*****India picked up the box of condoms and headed down the hallway to Colt’s room. She switched on the overhead light and cast a quick glance around. Earth tones prevailed. The walls were deep hunter green, the fabrics a mix of browns, tans and golds, the carpet a sandy beige.The frame of the four-poster California king-sized bed was constructed from logs. Nightstands crafted out of the same honey-colored pine book-ended the enormous bed. A matching dresser spanned the far wall. A buffalo-skin leather chair and ottoman were set at a jaunty angle beside it. The door to the walk-in closet was closed, but the door to the master bathroom was ajar. She caught a glimps
“Colt—”“Every inch of you against every inch of me, India. Skin to skin. That’s the way I’ve always wanted to take you the first time in my bed. Come with me like this. I’ll get you there if you’ll let me.”His words, his intent, his smoldering kisses sent India spiraling into the unknown. She’d always been in charge in the bedroom. Not a crop-wielding dominatrix, but she always felt her orgasms were her responsibility. How freeing would it be to pass that responsibility to him?Like heaven.When Colt stretched her arms higher and whispered, “Let go,”She fell even as she soared. Her hips pumped and met his thrust for thrust. Her gasps cut through the sex-scented air, mixing with Colt’s grunts of satisfaction as he let go right along with her.This time when India tried to break his grip on her hands, he didn’t protest. She touched him everywhere, running her palms down those fabulously sculpted muscular arms. Her fingertips danced across his broad chest, her thumbs strummed his nipp
Colt hit pause. “You okay?”India shook her head.“What’s wrong?”“I hate losing a bet.” Then she attacked him. The popcorn bowl hit the floor. She bounced on his lap, kissing and biting and scratching like a wildcat.He loved every fucking second of it.“Hang on, lemme get this shirt off.”“Hurry. Hurry, hurry, hurry.”Somehow between India’s frantic kisses, he got rid of his boxers. Luckily he’d remembered to bring a couple condoms and he was suited up in no time.“Fuck me, Colt, please.”“Oh, I’m gonna fuck you. It ain’t gonna be sweet and easy.”Colt turned her toward the TV. “Spread your legs. Grab onto the coffee table. Yeah, Indy, that’s sexy as hell.” The second his cock touched the slippery core of her, he hissed.He clicked back to the beginning of the scene and hit play.Then he lifted her slightly and plunged in.She pushed her hips back at him. “Again.”Colt obliged her, keeping a relentless pounding rhythm. He looked up at the screen. The brunette was busy eating pussy.
“Start dating? Two weeks ago.”Silence.Chassie sighed. “I just bared my soul and that’s all I get?”“Yes, ’cause Indy ain’t the kiss-and-tell type like some people I know.” Colt set his hands on India’s shoulders and leaned in, mock whispering, “Although, there is plenty to tell after last night, huh?”He kissed down the side of her neck. “Mmm. Mornin’, sugar.”Goose bumps broke out in the wake of his warm kisses and sweet words. She closed her eyes and sank into him. “Morning.”“Thanks for makin’ coffee.”“Like I had a choice.”She felt him grin against her cheek. “Is that a complaint?”“No. Hell no.”His smile widened, if anything. “Good to know.”“But I am going to insist on no more betting today.”“You’re the one who always starts it.”Chassie snorted. “You two are so whipped. It’s as sweet as it is nauseating.”Crap. India had forgotten about their guest. She opened her eyes. “Chassie brought caramel rolls.”“Lucky us.” Colt gestured to Chassie’s coffee cup. “You ain’t supposed t
“Are you going to let me—”“Not yet.”He took great pains to erase all remnants of the caramel with his Hoover-like mouth. He inserted one finger in her pussy as he lightly tongued her clit. Then he inserted a second finger as he slurped at the sweet stickiness from the folds.“How long—”“Until I say.” He began to fuck her with his clever fingers while his tongue flicked. “I like sweet caramel.” He blew a cool stream of breath over her hot tissues. “But I prefer your sweet juices.” Colt latched onto her clit and sucked without pause. His fingers curled inside her, gently rubbing at a spot beneath her pubic bone. The tension coiled tighter and when she exploded with a gasp resembling a scream, he chuckled against her wet flesh.Every throb, every pulse, every muscle twitch synchronized into a whole body orgasm. Just as India caught her balance, Colt knocked her off balance again. She was flipped over face-first on the table.Colt yanked her hips back until the lower half of her body h
India stared at his erection and the slick spot the tip left above his navel. “Is that bad boy for me?”He ripped open a condom and rolled it on. “How about if we get your first one outta the way?” he said, reaching for the vibrator.A loud bzzzz reverberated as he cranked the vibrator on high.He placed the tip over the top of the piercing and left it there, keeping constant sensation on her clit.“Oh God, I might set the new speed record.”“I could almost come from just lookin’ at you all tied up and listening to you make those sexy-ass noises. Let go, there’s plenty more.”Sure enough, the continuous contact sent her into a fast orgasm. A quick throbbing that both eased her and left her hanging on the edge, wanting more.She’d barely caught her breath when Colt placed his mouth on the curve of her throat and sucked. He pulled the scarf back and forth between the rings so the silk constantly slid across her hardened nipples.Between his marauding mouth and the sensual slide of the m
He growled at the visual feast before him. Ava bound, at his mercy.Chase rocked his hips faster, driving his cock against that pliant skin, pinching her nipples in time to his thrusts. When his balls lifted, his hands fell away and almost told her to open up and swallow him to the root. But he stopped.Too soon. Not about you. About her. She needs this.Ava whimpered at the loss of contact.He caressed her cheek as he leaned forward to grab his supplies off the nightstand. “You’re beautiful. Incredible. Christ, Ava, you undo me.”She twisted in her bonds. “I want—”He placed his fingers over her lips. “In time. Now hold still.” He scooted back until he straddled her pelvis. Holding open the old-fashioned, spring-loaded wooden clothespins, he simultaneously attached them to her nipples.When she arched and emitted a surprised cry, he murmured, “Seems you have some feeling there after all.” He hopped off the end of the bed. Tapped her ankles. “Spread your legs for me. Wider. Nope wider
“Thanks.” Ava sat up and drank all the water. “So I crashed for over twelve hours. Guess I missed the rodeo last night. How’d you do?”Chase wore a stoic expression.“What? Did you have like a ninety-nine point ride or something?”He snorted.“Seriously. What happened?” Her gaze swept over him. “Did you get hurt?”“Nothin’ happened, Ava. I didn’t compete last night.”“What? Why not?”“Do you really think I’d just leave you here alone when you were so goddamn sick?”She froze.Chase grabbed her hand and rubbed her knuckles against the razor stubble on his cheeks. “I was freaked out about you. I wasn’t exactly sure what to do. I’m not…well, I don’t have much experience taking care of sick people. My first response has always been to get the hell away, so I sort of winged it.” A sheepish smile curled the corners of his mouth. “You don’t look too worse for the wear.”“I can’t believe you didn’t compete last night.”“There are more important things in life than bull ridin’.”This tough man
“The camera showed you that?”“Ava. I don’t need to look through a viewfinder to see you’re upset.”Damn intuitive man.“The camera is off. Talk to me.”“My grandfather commissioned a necklace for my sixteenth birthday. A tiny beautiful Swarovski crystal rose with a gold stem artfully twisted into an ‘A’. The one time I didn’t take it off before I jumped into the ocean? I lost it. I don’t know if the chain broke or what, but I was devastated because it happened about a month after he died.”“Aw, sugar, I’m so sorry.”Evidently Chase had enough taping. He returned the camera to the case and faced forward, wiggling to get comfortable.“Before you nod off, tell me why we’re backtracking. You planned a route through Montana and now we’re back in Cornhusker territory.”He rolled his eyes. “South Dakota is not Cornhusker territory. The reason I’m not goin’ to the event in Billings is because Ryan told me a former PBR bull rider who switched to the PRCA circuit will be competing. I don’t wan
He’d known the second he touched her he was done for. Ava needed him in a way no other woman ever had. He was a different man when he was with her, regardless if they were naked. So maybe that’s why he couldn’t freakin’ wait to get naked with her again, day after day after day.Seemed to take forever to check-in. He ditched the bags in the corner of the room. In the mirror above the sink, he saw Ava flop on the bed and heave a huge sigh.“Before you get too comfy, maybe you oughta see if you got the door shut.”She popped to her feet and resituated her skirt as she crossed the room, those fucking sexy little pleats teasing the back of her legs.When he’d gotten a look at her outfit this morning—short plaid skirt, plain white blouse, black ballet shoes—his cock had been hard all day as his head conjured up bad-schoolgirl-needing-a-spanking scenarios.Ava tested the door by pushing on it. “I don’t know why you were worried it wasn’t shut—”“Lock it.” He put his mouth below her ear and p
He stirred, moaning as his cock hardened. Lengthened.When Ava started sliding his shaft over her tongue, his hand landed on her head.Immediately it snapped back and Chase scrambled upright. “Ava? What the devil are you doin’?” He inhaled a sharp breath through his teeth when she tongued the tip. “Hell. I thought it was a dream.”She pulled off his shaft long enough to say, “Nope. I want to make this buff body to squirm.” She licked him like a lollipop.“Oh, I’ve no doubt you can make me squirm. You probably could get me to beg.” He brushed her hair back from where it’d fallen in her face. “But—”Again, Ava eased off and met his gaze in the near darkness. “But nothing. You don’t get to direct this.”If she thought he’d lovingly pet her, agree, and murmur encouragement, she was mistaken. Chase’s big hands were on her face, gripping her jaw. “Yes, I do.”His answer turned her panties damp. As did his explicit command, “On the floor. On your knees.”As Ava moved, so did Chase. He perche
She loved his reaction to the scrape of her teeth, the sucking kisses, the feather light placement of her lips in random spots on his neck. Goose bumps spread across his arms and up his nape. He shifted on the bed, not thrashing, but wiggling enough she knew he liked what she was doing to him. She reveled in this immense power of worshipping rather than being worshipped.Ava immersed herself in him. The scent of his skin. The tangy taste of his sweat. The way his muscles strained beneath her tongue. She kissed, licked and nibbled her way down the center of his throat, from his square jaw to his breastbone. And could she get a halleluiah that he had chest hair? Talk about manly, masculine goodness. She rubbed her face over the dark patch of hair, breathing him in, listening to the pounding of his heart, warmed by the heat from his skin, and knowing his body’s response to her was echoed in her body.Bracing herself on all fours above him, she watched his face as she tongued his nipple.
She pushed her hips back, meeting his every hard thrust with a soft grunt. The fringe on his chaps swung forward, the leather connecting with her skin.Even as his cock plunged into her fully, even as his balls drew up, aching for release, even as his legs shook and sweat coated his skin, he planned for the next time he fucked her. The next hundred times.Chase closed his eyes; his hands yanking her body back to meet his escalating thrusts. Faster, harder, deeper, the only words echoed in his head as primal need roared. Impossible to hold off his orgasm, no matter how much he wanted to prolong the sensation of sinking into her soft, wet, flesh.He threw back his head, groaning as his cock emptied in hot pulses. Groaning louder when he felt Ava’s pussy contracting around his dick as she came again.Heart thumping, mouth dry, lungs lacking air, Chase fell forward onto Ava’s back, bracing himself on his hands. Although this rendezvous was supposed to’ve been a dare, a fun, wild slap and
“Who are you?” Douchebag demanded.“The guy tellin’ you to get the hell outta my room.”The douchebag looked at Ava. “I thought you said this was your room.”“Hey, fuckface, eyes on me, not her.” When douchebag turned, Chase stabbed his finger at the clothes by the bed. “You’re done. Grab your shit and get gone.”“Nuh-uh.” Douchebag gestured to Ava. “I get gone when she tells me to, not you, little man.”Ava said not one word.Chase’s anger hit the boiling point. Instead of yelling, his voice dropped lethally low. “Get. The. Fuck. Out.”“Or what? You gonna throw me out?” Douchebag sneered. “You’ll have to eat your spinach and grow some first.”Faking calmness he didn’t feel, Chase scooped up the man’s belongings, opened the door and dumped the pile onto the walkway.“What is wrong with you?” Douchebag loomed over Chase.“You have fifteen seconds to get out of my room and out of my face or I will beat you bloody. You’re not the first asshole who’s tried to take me on, believing a short
That vague comment got his back up. Was she trying to get rid of him? Just to be ornery, he said, “I hadn’t planned on goin’ anywhere today. Thought I’d stick around the room and rest up. Hang out with you, my friend.”Panic darted through her eyes. “Oh. Obviously since you’re paying for half the room that’s your prerogative. But I was hoping…”“Hoping for what?”“To have a few hours of quiet time so I can get your rides separated from the other footage.”Quiet time his ass. She wanted nookie time. And he’d be goddamned if he’d just fucking walk away and make it easy on her to bang a total stranger in his hotel room. “I’m not exactly loud, Ava.”“I know, Chase, but I need quiet. Complete silence. No TV. No talking. No cell phone conversations. No fighting.”The sneaky-ass woman knew that lying on his bed, counting the flaws in the ceiling tile for hours would drive him bonkers. But the idea of any man, in here—the private space Chase shared with Ava—touching her, kissing her, fucking