Pole Position (Country Roads 2)

He smiled. “I promise, Princess. I’ll never hurt you.”

“I know. That’s why I never ran off with a wild race car driver.”

“I’m glad,” he said. “Be

cause now I get to run off with a wild race car driver.”

She touched his cheek. “And I get to love the cowboy of my dreams.”

He wedged his tongue between her sealed lips and kissed her, taking his own sweet time seducing her, not that a seduction was necessary. Princess belonged to him. She belonged to him as much as she belonged to Brant, but sharing her with Brant would never bother him.

This moment was theirs to have, theirs to remember, but eventually, there would be others, some of them more erotic, and others tender sweet.

“I’ll be gentle,” he promised, slowly lowering her body to the bed.

She grabbed his arm and yanked him over her, immediately towering over him seconds later. “Or maybe not,” she whispered across his lips. “I won’t break, Colt. I waited for you to find me. I waited for you the whole time I was driving five hundred laps around that hot track. Do you honestly think I want to wait and see if you’re going to get around to loving me?”

Princess took his hands and used them to cover her breasts. His next breath caught in his chest. Her strong heartbeat, right under his palm, alerted him to what he’d been thinking about over and over again.

This night wouldn’t last forever, but their love would carry them through for the rest of their lives.

Straddling him, she tugged her tight T-shirt over her head. Her full mounds were obviously enhanced by the help of a push-up bra, and even that brought a smile to his face. She was perfect. Everything about her was precisely what he needed and wanted in a woman.

“You’re sensational,” he said then, thankful he didn’t see any resemblance between the child he’d once known and the woman he wanted in his bed.

Cupping her jaw, he held her firmly against his mouth as he reached behind her back and freed her breasts, losing the only barrier that kept him from seeing her. Working with the clasp, he smiled into their kiss. “This is a little stubborn.”

She reached behind her back and hurriedly helped him, and as soon as he saw her tightly drawn, and quite perfect, nipples, he was ready for an intimate feast. He dipped his head lower and laved the points, dragging his tongue back and forth over the hard beads.

She moaned as he cupped the right one, drawing the point between his teeth and suckling her until her hips moved over him, her legs squeezed him. Her body pressed against his, her pussy bumped lightly against his cock. And then she was gone.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, watching her as she left the bed.

“I have a surprise for you,” she said, standing before him topless.

He placed his arms behind his head and stared at her. “You’re the only treat I need.”

Her sweet smile touched him in places a loving hand would never reach. “I know things about you, Colt. I know what you like.”

“I like what I see,” he assured her. “You impress me.”

“Yes, but are you in love with me?”

Their eyes met. The silence then separated them rather than brought them together. “I love you, Princess.”

“I want you to be in love with me,” she told him. “And I know what you like. I understand what kind of woman you need in order to fall in love.”

He swallowed once. He would’ve reached for her then but he had to admit, if only to himself, he was curious. He remained on the bed, lying perfectly still as she wiggled her shorts over her hips.

Standing before him, she turned around and shook her ass, showing off a lavender thong with a rhinestone-studded clasp ring covering the crack.

“Nice,” he said.

She winked. “I’d hoped you’d like it.”

“I take it you had big plans all day, huh?”

Princess lowered her eyes and looked down at her body. “I had big plans for you, Colt. I still have a lot of things I want to show you.”