Cougar in Texas (Rugged and Risque 3)

Clamping the packet between his teeth, he quickly removed his briefs and sheathed himself. Then his hands roamed her body, kneading her breasts before his fingers slid over the slick folds between her legs.

He kissed her again as he rubbed her labia, then her clit in a slow, circular motion. Her fingers twined in his hair and her body writhed beneath him.

Taking his time to pleasure her only made him harder. She was warm and wet, her skin smooth against his touch. He wanted to taste her again, yet at the same time had no desire to stop kissing her. With a little more pressure on her clit, he had her moaning against his lips.

“Tell me when you’re close,” he whispered in between kisses.

“Now,” she said in a strained voice. “Now, Caleb.”

His hand fell away and he thrust deep into her, wrenching a small cry from her lips.

“Oh God!” She came with a violent shudder that reverberated within him.

He didn’t let up. His cock pumped within her, slow and steady. She still quaked beneath him while milking his shaft, making it damn near impossible to keep from coming so quickly. He gripped her ass cheek and pressed her more firmly against him as he pushed deeper with long, full strokes.

“Reese,” he murmured against her throat. “You feel so good.”

“So do you. You’re going to make me come again.”

He swallowed down an unexpected lump of emotion. She easily commanded his desire but also stirred feelings that were new and raw for him. “I want you to come,” he told her. “And beg for more.”

“I do want more,” she insistent. Though it was still predawn and they were buried under the covers so he couldn’t see the look in her eyes, her voice was full of conviction. “I want so much more.”

He groaned. Then he thrust into her and she let out a heavy breath.

“Yes,” she said in her sultry tone. “I want you, just like this.”

They moved together as though they’d been making love for years and intimately knew each other’s wants and desires. Their bodies melded together and her hips lifted to take him deep as he plunged into her.

She was soft against his more rigid body, but her pussy was warm and wet and she clutched him tight, as though not wanting to relinquish her hold on him. It was more than a physical hold. Everything about her made him damn glad he’d wound up in Wilder…and that she’d been standing on the other side of the door when he’d come to the B&B.

Her hands glided over his biceps to his shoulder, her touch delicate, her fingers slightly shaky. He wondered if she experienced the sort of inner peace he seemed to glean from making love with her. The thought made him want to stare into her eyes, try to read her emotions. Yet conversely he liked how private their dark sanctuary was, so he didn’t push back the comforter to let in any light.

Her fingertips grazed his spine, down to his tailbone, then slowly dragged back up, arousing him even more.

“I like how you touch me,” he whispered against her neck. “And I like how your body feels pressed against mine.”

Her breasts nestled below his pectoral muscles. Despite his height, they were a perfect fit.

“Come with me,” she said as her hips rolled and her back arched.

He increased the tempo of their sensual rhythm, thrusting harder, driving deeper.

“Oh, Caleb.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, her body moving with his. “Yes.”

His lips brushed over her temple. “You feel sweeter than heaven, darlin’.”

He held her tightly to him as his cock pumped faster inside her. She moaned, a sexy sound that drove him wild.

“You hit all the right spots,” she said. “God, you feel amazing. I can’t stop—Oh God!” Her inner walls contracted around his shaft as her body tensed. Then tremors rocked her and she quaked in his arms. “Caleb, yes!”

Her orgasm sparked his own as she squeezed him. “That’s it, darlin’. Just like that…” His body convulsed as he came, his cock surging and exploding, his hips bucking. “Reese,” he said in a gruff voice. “Sweetheart, you are just too much.”

He kept her wrapped in his embrace as they both breathed heavily.

“Jesus, the things you do to me,” he said, his tone still strained.

She shivered. Then he felt a few wet drops on his shoulder.