Cowboys & Angels. Vicki Lewis Thompson
bed. The clank of his belt buckle hitting the floor told her that he was completing the task she’d abandoned. One boot thudded to the floor, then another.
Moments later, the mattress dipped again, and he tugged at the pillow. “You under there?”
“Yes.”
“Are you hiding?”
“Yes.”
“You must be part ostrich, then. They hide just like that, everything exposed but their heads.”
That mental image was enough to make her jerk the pillow away and meet his gaze. “Hi.”
“Hi, yourself.” He slowly combed her hair back from her face.
As she soaked up the warmth from his smile and his amazing brown eyes, she was comforted, but as he continued to look at her, comfort morphed into arousal. Her breath caught.
“What?” He stroked her cheek with one finger. “Why did you gasp like that?”
“I...” Her face felt hot, but the heat didn’t stop there. It shot through her, making her ache in a way she hadn’t known was possible. “I still want you.”
“That’s convenient.” He cupped her face in one hand and leaned down to feather a kiss over her lips. “I still want you.”
“Did you bring any—”
“Yep. Just in case.” Foil crinkled, and then he was back, dropping more soft kisses on her mouth as he moved over her.
“Good man.” Wrapping her arms around his broad back, she rose to meet him, and they came together as if they’d been doing this forever. No fumbling, no miscues. One sure thrust, and they were locked in an age-old embrace.
“Mmm.” His hum of praise vibrated against her mouth.
She couldn’t have said it better. He fit her perfectly, his hard cock stretching her just enough to make her want more. She hadn’t had a lot of lovers, but none of them had felt so absolutely right.
That scared her more than a little. She wanted this kind of perfection someday, but she wasn’t ready for it now. Too late. Trey was here, buried deep inside her, and he had started to move. Sweet heaven.
If she’d thought they were a nice combination while stationary, they were a spectacular event when in motion. He began slow and easy, giving her time to catch his rhythm. She didn’t need any time. Instinctively, she knew him, knew his moves.
“Open your eyes.”
She did, and discovered he was looking down at her as he rocked forward and back, forward and back. Each roll of his hips brought her climax nearer. He made it seem effortless, as if he could love her this way for hours, yet surely he must be struggling to hold back. If so, he gave no indication.
“Your eyes are getting darker,” he murmured.
The coil of tension within her tightened another notch as she held his gaze. “That’s because...” She gulped. “Because I’m close.”
“I know.” A flicker in his eyes betrayed his excitement, although his pace never altered. “I can feel it.”
“You don’t have to hold back.”
“But I want to hold back.” His breath hitched, but his strokes remained unhurried. “I want to watch you come.”
“What about—” She moaned and clutched his hips. How she wanted this, needed this! “What about you?”
“Later. You first.” He pushed forward, putting pressure at the critical spot. Then he slid back and pushed in again.
“I need the pillow.” Panting, she struggled to hold back her orgasm. “I need it now.”
“Use my hand.” He covered her mouth gently.
With that, she erupted in a climax that shook her from head to toe. She clutched his hand and pressed it tight against her mouth. Her hips lifted toward the pleasure, and he continued thrusting. She kept coming, her cries captured in the palm of his hand. At last, her body shaking, she sank back onto the sheet. But little aftershocks continued to roll through her.
“My turn.” He moved faster, now. Slipping his hands under her bottom, he held her as if knowing she didn’t have the strength to do it herself.
Amazingly, she wasn’t finished. His rapid strokes brought her right back to the edge, and when he hurled himself over with a deep groan, she followed with a gasp of surprise. As she clung to him and gulped in air, her dazed mind kept returning to one simple truth. She’d started an affair with Trey Wheeler, and keeping it under control would take all her willpower.
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