Savage Cowboy (Whiskey Valley: Bryant Brothers)
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I laugh and hold her to me. “No you’re not. You’re perfect.”
She settles against me. I have one arm around her back and the other lying across her legs. I caress her legs at the hem of her skirt. I’m tired of beating around the bush. “I want to touch you.”
I wait for her to deny me, but she doesn’t. With trust in her eyes, she nods. “Okay.”
I let my hand trail up the inside of her thighs, and her body tautens against me. The closer I get to her womanly core, the more her breath starts to quicken. “You okay?”
She nods and gasps as my finger touches the lace of her panties. Her hips flex, and I hold her thighs open with my hand. When she lies back, I slide my fingers under the edge of her panties. She groans as I slide a finger between her already wet folds.
“Argh, that feels good, Chance.”
I bring my hand up to her swollen clit and rub her there. “Yeah, it does, honey.”
Her hips gyrate back and forth, seeking the pleasure that I’m giving her. “I’ve never... I mean...”
I smile and capture her lips with mine. “You’ve never what, honey? Tell me.”
I hold my breath waiting for her answer, all the time stroking her, working her clit with circles. She groans. “I’ve never had ... you know.”
I know exactly what she means, but I have to hear her say it. “Tell me.”
“No one’s ever touched me there.”
I grunt out a breath. I knew it, but it’s still good to hear. I don’t even want to think of another man touching her like this. “What about you, Amanda? Do you touch yourself here?”
She grabs on to my arm but doesn’t try to stop me. Her knuckles are white at the death grip she’s giving me, but I don’t let up. “Tell me. Do you touch yourself?”
She groans. “Yeah, but I’ve never... I can’t have an orgasm...”
Her nipples are pebbled under her shirt, and I wish I’d gotten her naked before this, but there’s no stopping now. I would love to suckle her breast as she rides my hand, but we’re going to have to save that for another day. “I can give you one.”
Her eyes are glazed over. “I don’t think...”
I smile smugly at her. “I can, honey. Just relax and enjoy what I’m doing to you.”
She doesn’t listen. Her body is still pulled taut as if she’s resisting the feelings that bringing up inside her. “Relax,” I tell her and withdraw my hand and smack her gently on her mound. Her body bucks, and I go straight to her clit again.
I listen to her, basing my pattern on her moans. She tells me what feels good, and I don’t even think she realizes it. When she’s close, her feet flex, and she can’t fight it anymore. She holds on to me as she rides the waves of her orgasm. She moans and whimpers, but I don’t stop. I keep pressure on her clit until she’s writhing in my arms, and she’s coating my fingers with her womanly juices.
“I can’t... I can’t...” she starts, but I don’t let her finish.
“I want it all, honey. I’ve dreamed about this every night since the first night we met. Give it all to me. Come on my hand.”
She lets go then. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and every part of her body is held tight and tense as she rides my hand to completion. I don’t stop until she’s lying limply in my arms and there is a satisfied smile on her face.
I bring my hand up from between her legs and put two fingers in my mouth, sucking her sweet taste off them. Her eyes are huge as she watches me, and I moan around the taste of her. Fuck, she’s addicting.
I lift her up and kiss her, letting her taste herself. She whimpers as our lips mesh together. I’m not ready for this to end, but I know if I stay here much longer, I’ll have her underneath me, and from that point on, I’ll never let her away from me. No, I need to clear things up with her father first.
“I have to get to the ranch. I hate to, but my brothers need me.”
She sits up. “It’s fine. I need to open the store back up.”
She refuses to let me go without feeding me and fixes me a sandwich to eat on the way back to the ranch. With a few more kisses, I tell her bye and leave knowing that I really need to talk to her father before we take our relationship to the next level.
Chapter 10
Amanda
I’m still blushing from what happened in my apartment yesterday. It’s been more than twenty-four hours since Chance left here yesterday, but it may as well had been a minute ago by the way my body is still tingling.