That Night (Coming Home To The Grove 4)

And I do. I come, an unladylike growl leaving my lips as I tremor and shake underneath him.

The wave seems to go on forever, but when I finally start to relax, he lifts his head to look at me.

His chin is soaked with my juices, but he’s licking his lips as if he’s feasting on my taste. His eyes are locked on me possessively, and it starts a whole new wave of longing inside me.

He climbs up the bed, kissing along my belly and breasts, nuzzling each one, but he doesn’t kiss them.

No, he waits until he’s up to my face, and he kisses my lips. I can taste myself on him, and the mixture of us, together, his taste and mine, makes me want him even more. It’s like a drug I can’t get enough of.

Our kisses are sloppy and all over the place. I push him backwards onto the bed, and even though he’s twice as big as me, he goes easily. I start to crawl down the mountain of man, smiling up at him along the way. “My turn.”DerrickI’m not going to last. Her breasts are swaying as she crawls down my body. And each touch of her hard peaks skimming across me has me ready to jump out of my skin. She’s kissing my nipples and down my stomach, and when she gets down between my legs, I feel as if I may burst.

Her hand wraps around me, and when she tightens her hold, I suck in my breath. “Fuck,” I say between clenched teeth.

She smiles up at me. “You okay up there?”

I wrap my hands around her hair and pull it off her shoulders, wanting to see her face. She’s breathtaking, and when she kisses the tip of my cock, it takes everything I have not to surge my hips up, pushing myself into her mouth. She smirks, knowing exactly what she’s doing to me. If her ass was within reach, I swear I’d give it a little smack for playing with me.

But then she opens her mouth, and I lose all thought. She takes me in, lowering her head until I’m hitting the back of her throat. But she doesn’t lift off or start to gag. No, she swallows, taking me even deeper.

I throw my head back against the pillow. Her scent is surrounding me, and it’s too much. An internal battle rages, and I’m fighting not to shoot my load into her mouth. I shake my head as I feel her go up and down, up and down. Unable to take it anymore, I lean up and pull her by her upper arms until she’s up my body and I have her lips pressed to mine.

When she breaks away, she’s panting. “Was I doing it wrong?”

I push the hair off her face, and even though she’s smiling, I can still see the self-doubt there. “No, you were doing it perfectly. Too perfectly, actually.”

I roll us over until she’s underneath me. I’m so hard I could about hammer nails with my dick right now. But that’s not what I want. I want to hammer her.

I lift her legs, about to enter her when I look down at my angry cock that is dripping precum. Fuck! I haven’t had a need for condoms in a while, and I sure as fuck don’t have one now.

I look at her glistening pussy, and if I was less of a man, I’d slide right into home without a second thought, because she’s way too tempting.

But my own moral code won’t let me.

“I don’t have a condom,” I mutter.

She lifts her head. “What?”

“I don’t have a condom,” I tell her again.

“Fuck, no. I don’t either,” she says, confirming to me that I’m going to die of fucking blue balls right here and now.

“I’m clean. And I’m on the pill,” she says.

“Me too. I’m clean,” I vow to her.

She reaches between us then, grabbing on to my straining cock. She lifts her hips up to where I’m right at her center—one thrust of my hips, and I’m in.

“So how about it, cowboy? You going to go riding or what?”

Fuck me, my head falls back, and my eyes about roll back in my head. Her talking dirty is going to have me coming in .2 seconds flat.

I nod my head, not even able to verbally answer. No, I do what I’ve been wanting to do all night. I bury my cock deep inside her and ride like it’s my last rodeo.6DerrickI wake up with Olivia in my arms, and I’m ready to go for another round. I don’t know what it is about her, but she makes me quake with sexual desire, and my hunger for her was only temporarily sated last night and again early this morning.

I woke up and texted my brother Trent that he was up for the morning duties. I’ve covered for him enough while he was getting back with Lacy, I figure he owes me. Of course I know I’ll get the third degree when I do get back to the ranch. I stare up at the popcorn ceiling. I can’t remember the last time I missed a morning of work. Every day I’m up at five am or even earlier to take care of our family’s ranch. I roll to my side and look down at the curvy bundle next to me. Getting up early and working every morning has never bothered me. Being raised on a ranch, I’m used to it. And after my parents died, I didn’t have a choice. I had two younger brothers that I had to take care of. But now, feeling the heat of Olivia’s naked body pressed against mine – well, it starts putting all kinds of thoughts in my head. The first being that a man could definitely get used to this.