Faithful (Whiskey Run 1)

“I’m not like the other woman you’ve dated.”

The smile slides onto his face easily. “I know you’re not. You’re not like anyone I’ve ever known.”

I scoot closer to him and slide my hands up his chest and wrap them around his neck. I want him so badly, and even though this is embarrassing, I need to say it. “I’m fine with who I am. I like me.”

“I like you too, Millie, and so help me if you’re about to tell me you don’t want me to see your body or something crazy like that, I’m going to lose it, because right now, I’d probably sell the ranch to see you right now.”

I lean in and kiss him. He tries to deepen the kiss, but I pull back. “I wasn’t going to say anything about my body, I figure you already have an idea of what you’re getting there, but thank you for that. I won’t make you give up the ranch; this is going to happen.”

His nostrils flare, and he looks into my eyes. “Then what is it?”

“I’m not really that experienced, and well, I just don’t want to disappoint you, that’s all.”

His hands tighten on my shoulders. “Millie, what are you saying? Are you a virgin?”

I blink at him, trying to keep the embarrassment off my face. “I, uh, no; there was one time when I was eighteen.”

“Fuck,” he swears. He pulls me against his chest, and I can feel his heart pounding under my ear. “Baby, I don’t want to hear about another man with you.”

I shake my head. “No, I just thought you should know. I may need you to tell me when I’m doing something wrong. I just don’t want to disappoint you.”

He grabs my hand and presses it to the large bulge between his legs. “Does it feel like there’s any way you could disappoint me? Just looking at you makes me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

The sincerity I find in his gaze has me standing up. I kick off my shoes and pull my skirt down my legs. When I stand up, I reach for the hem of my shirt, take a deep breath, and lift it over my head. I wore my matching black panties and bra set today, and the way his gaze traces over my body, I know I made the right decision.

“Finish,” he says with a thick voice. “I want to see all of you.”

My body trembles at his command. I reach behind me and unsnap my bra and let it fall to my feet. My breasts, large and heavy, sway with my heaving chest. I pull my underwear down my hips and let them fall, kicking them away. When I’m completely naked, I stand up, pull my shoulders back, and look him straight in the eye. There’s a huge part of me that wants to cover myself, and I can’t help but wonder what he’s thinking as he looks at my rounded body. But I’m not going to let those thoughts ruin this for me.

“It’s your turn,” I tell him.

He grabs me around the waist and pulls me so that I’m standing between his legs. My hands go to his shoulders to steady myself. “Let me look at you,” he says as his hands slide up my ribcage. He cups my breasts in his hands and kneads them.

I grip his shoulders tighter. “Austin,” I moan as he pulls my nipple into his mouth. He sucks, sending a tremor through my body. I can feel the desire between my legs as his mouth and hands caress me everywhere.

He moves up my chest, putting open-mouthed kisses along my shoulders and neck. He stands up and fits his lips over mine. Before I know it, I’m lying down on the bed with him standing over me.

He undresses quickly, and I can’t take my eyes off him. There’s a smattering of hair across his chest, and my first thought is I want to feel it across my cheek. He’s muscled and defined, and just looking at him causes a pull in my lower belly.

He climbs onto the bed, and I widen my legs so he can fit between them. His hard length is against my thigh as he reaches between us and strokes his finger through my swollen, needy folds as a low groan leaves his lips.

My orgasm from earlier still has me extra sensitive to his touch. “Austin...” I moan as I lift my hips to meet his hand.

Austin

She’s a seductress and doesn’t even know it. The way she stripped confidently in front of me had me chomping at the bit to get my mouth and hands on her. She’s moving her hips against my hand, wanting another release, and I can’t wait to give it to her.

“I need to be inside you, Millie. I need to feel you come.”