Redneck Romeo (Rough Riders 15)

“Who knows this?”

“My banker. My accountant. My investment guys.” He twirled a section of her hair around his finger. “And now you.”

“But… Why don’t you—”

“Tell people that I’m not a lazy drifter, picking up odd jobs here and there and shirking my ranching responsibilities, but I’m independently…comfortable?”

“Yes!”

Dalton tugged her closer by her hair and brushed those full lips over hers. “Because I don’t care what people think of me, Rory. I spent way too many years tryin’ to live up to family reputations and expectations. Now the only expectations I live up to are my own.”

Here was her opening. “Is that what happened with your brothers tonight?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it, especially not when I have a gorgeous woman on my lap who offered to take my mind off my troubles with hot sex.”

“You turned me down, remember?”

“That was then. Now I’m thinkin’ a nekkid dose of sexy you is exactly what I need.” He cupped her ass and warned, “Hang on,” before he stood. He set her on her feet and kissed her in the sweetly seductive way guaranteed to melt her resistance.

Rory threaded her fingers through his and followed him into his bedroom.

He reached for the bedside lamp but she stayed his hand. “I think the darkness fits tonight.”

“But I love lookin’ at you when you come.”

She pushed his T-shirt up and he yanked it off. Then her mouth and hands were all over his warm chest. Her fingers mapping every ridge of his abdomen. Her mouth following the curve of his pectorals. She loved his chest hair. The feel of it on her face. The scent. She rubbed against it like a cat, filling her senses with him.

And while she licked and tasted and nibbled, he ran his hands through her hair. From scalp to tip. Dalton could be so gentle or he could grab a fistful and be forceful. When she used her teeth, that forceful side appeared.

He held her head in place and said, “I love your mouth on my ni**les.”

Rory tortured him and those sexy male grunts and groans told her he enjoyed every second. While her mouth focused on his incredible chest, her hands roamed everywhere else. Over his beefy biceps and strong forearms, broad shoulders and muscular back. His masculine form wasn’t only powerful, it was beautiful.

His hands cradled her head and tipped it back. “Aurora, did you just growl at me?”

“Probably.” She twisted out of his hold and sank her teeth into the meaty slab of his pectorals. “Because I love, love, love this body of yours.”

“Good to know—sweet Jesus, you’re killin’ me with that hot little tongue.”

Rory’s fingers inched to the waistband of his sweatpants. One tug of the string and they were down around his ankles. His c**k bounced against his belly. She cupped his balls, playing with them before her fingers enclosed the shaft.

Dalton hissed.

She moved her hand up and down, adding the slight twist at the head that made him crazy. Her tongue traced his collarbone from the hollow of his throat to the ball of his shoulder.

Then his hands were in her hair, his mouth taking control as he kissed her.

His passion could be overwhelming at times. But this was sweet heat. A need for tenderness. Rory fell into the kiss so completely her hand stopped moving on his cock.

Dalton finally released her lips. He whispered, “I need your skin beneath my hands, Aurora.”

She managed to disentangle from him and stepped back. In less than thirty seconds she was naked.

Immediately those work-roughened hands were on her.

Her body became a mass of gooseflesh, quivering from his touch. “As long as it’s dark and I can’t see your face, hands and knees on the center of the bed, beautiful.”

“While I love how you think you’ve got a say in this, you don’t.” Rory put her hands on his chest and shoved with all her might.

Dalton hit the mattress and laughed. “Okay.”

“Now how about you make yourself comfy in the center of the bed.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to turn the light on?”

“No lights.” Rory crawled up his body. She bent her head and licked his c**k from bottom to top.

His entire body jerked.

She laughed and tongued the tip, precisely on the sweet spot. Then she slipped that hot hard shaft into her mouth and held it there.

“That wasn’t what I was expecting, but damn do I love your mouth on my dick.”

She hummed around the thick meatiness of him and he jackknifed.

Rory eased back, an inch at a time until the wide crown rested on her bottom teeth. She suckled the tip and released him. Once again she placed her hands on his chest and shoved him back. “Behave, McKay, or I’ll spank you.”

That comment caused his entire body to go rigid.

She scooted up, hanging above him, hoping to see his face. But the blackness was absolute. “Hey, I’m sorry. I was kidding.” She found his mouth and kissed him until he relaxed and kissed her back. Then she scattered kisses along his jawline, stopping at his ear. “You know I’d never do that without your consent.”

“I know.” His hands skated up and down her back. “It just caught me off-guard after the stuff I talked about with my brothers tonight.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No, baby, I want you to make me forget.”

That broke her heart a little. “I’ll take that challenge.” Rory planted kisses straight down his body from his chin to his cock. She jacked his shaft while she sucked his balls. Then she licked that stiff pole up one side and down the other. She swept her thumb across his anus as her head bobbed.

“Stop. I love that but I can’t take much more before I blow.”

“What if I want you to blow?” Rory nuzzled his groin, the musky scent familiar and it always made her wet.

“Then you’ll swing that ass of yours around and sit on my face so I can blow your mind while you’re blowing mine.”

She pushed up onto all fours and zigzagged her tongue from his left hipbone to his right. “I want you in me, Dalton.” She poised herself above his pelvis and impaled herself on his cock.

Her head fell back and she released a long groan. “I’ll never get used to how amazing this feels.” She rode him a few more strokes and then Dalton reached for her.

He palmed her br**sts. Caressed her ni**les. Followed the contour of her belly with deliberate sensual strokes until he reached where their bodies were joined. He pressed his thumb into the creamy center of her, swirling over her clit.