Devil in Texas (Rugged and Risque 1)

She melted against him. Or did she fall against him? No telling, but it didn’t seem to matter. His arm slid around her waist and he pulled her up against his hard body. Just as she’d fantasized about him doing moments before. She wrapped both arms around his neck, careful not to spill water down his back. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and she heard the sharp, yet somehow distant, moan that lodged in her throat.

His arm tightened around her as he deepened the kiss. She’d never felt swept away in her life, but at that very moment, she was totally lost. Totally captivated. Totally in need of everything Jack Wade had to offer.

His other arm wrapped around her. The pressure from the thigh pressing between her parted legs felt heavenly, yet also made her painfully aware of how much she wanted him. Liza couldn’t stop herself from rubbing a little against his denim-clad leg, making her pussy lips and clit tingle. Her skirt hitched up a few notches and all that stood between body parts she wanted joined together were her lacy thong panties and his jeans and briefs. The thought of getting naked with the hunky cowboy and feeling his thick cock thrust deep into her pussy was just about all she could think of. That and the amazing things his kiss did to her insides.

The feel of Jack’s arms around her, the heat that surrounded her, the muscles that clenched and bunched against her body, the tongue that teased hers and seemed to delve deeper to seek and give pleasure in a way that completely enthralled her… All of these things added to the lust she had already felt toward this man and coalesced into the intense desire to drag him into her new bedroom, strip him naked and touch and lick every single inch of him. Beg him to fuck her hard and fast. Like no man had ever done before.

Her fingers curled around the bottle of water she still held, wishing like hell she could just drop it and instead twist her fingers in Jack’s thick hair.

Suddenly, involuntarily, she did just that. The plastic bottle hit the ceramic tile and water splattered everywhere, but neither of them seemed to care. Even the cool trickle that oozed around her toes didn’t faze her.

As her fingers tangled deep in the soft, unruly strands, he took two long strides backward, moving her with him. When she was trapped between the refrigerator and the brick wall that was his chest, he set his glass on the counter. And quickly returned that free hand to her. His leg was now firmly wedged between her thighs and her cunt pulsed from the erotic touch, the pressure against her mound creating a deep-seated need only Jack Wade could satisfy.

He kissed her even more passionately as his hands moved over her body, up her sides, his fingers grazing the outer swells of her breasts. She moaned and the sound seemed to turn him on even more, because his tongue pushed deep as though he couldn’t get far enough inside her. The thought made her toes curl and her insides blaze. She was almost drowning in sensual bliss, dying for more.

So when Jack broke the scorching-hot kiss, she couldn’t stop the small cry of protest that fell from her lips. Yet there was no question he felt the sizzling heat between them, because his eyes burned with the same reckless passion that gripped every inch of her wound-too-tight body.

His gaze lingered on her lips as their breaths came in heavy pulls. Finally, his expression turned somewhat tormented as he said, “Promised to just drop you at the door, didn’t I?”

“Yes, but…” She bit her lower lip as her chest rose and fell sharply.

Surely he was interested in more than a few mind-blowing kisses?

As his jaw clenched tight and his hands moved back to her waist, holding it firmly, keeping her in place, Liza got his message loud and clear.

Oh yeah. He wanted her. Badly.

Her breath caught and she bit back a victorious smile. She tried to speak, but coherent thoughts were still elusive. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest it was a wonder it didn’t explode.

Her hand remained tangled in Jack’s hair as they stared at each other. The other hand, clutching at his shoulder, moved up to his neck. Then her fingers brushed over his set jaw before grazing that spot where the dimple would appear if she said something that amused him. She didn’t bother, because the intense look he gave her was just as exciting as seeing that sexy indentation in his cheek.

Eventually, she managed to breathe normally again. “I don’t know what’s hotter,” she told him in a low voice. “The way you look at me or the way you touch me.”

He grinned, though it seemed a bit st

rained by the sexual tension that gripped them both. “I do like touching you, darlin’.”

Her fingers twined deeper in his silky hair and his head tilted toward hers. She stretched up on her toes and brushed her lips against his. His hands had a firm hold on her waist, as though to restrain himself more so than her. She couldn’t help but smile against his mouth. “You could keep your promise. Or… You could turn this into one hell of a night.”

He groaned.

“Not that it hasn’t been already,” she added.

“Got off to a slow start,” he said. “I had to get you drunk.”

“As I recall, I was the one ordering the shots.”

“And you looked damn good drinking them,” he said, his partially concealed eyes glowing with lust. “I got hard just watching you lick your hand.”

“I was thinking of you when I did that.”

“Such a tease,” he murmured.

“No,” she whispered. Her lips grazed his and, a breath later, their mouths opened.

His tongue slipped inside again to play with hers. She couldn’t help how shamelessly she melded to him, wanting every inch of her body pressed against his. One couldn’t even slide a sheet of paper between them as her breasts nestled beneath the ledge of his hard pectoral muscles. She could feel his erection against her belly and it made her shiver with anticipation.

Clearly sensing her non-verbal acquiescence, her own silent invitation, he deepened their kiss as his arms slid around her. His kiss was so electrifying, it felt as though she’d wrapped her hands around a live wire and was hanging on for dear life, absorbing every single shockwave that rocked her body. Thriving on the high-voltage reverberation deep inside her.