"I don't," I groaned, pulling myself closer to him. He kissed the tops of my thighs, moving lower and lower so that his stubble grazed my skin. Ripples of pleasure coursed through my body. "Please... come on," I sighed, my brain going blank with desire. Joe moved his hand back to the slick entrance, thrusting his fingers inside of me again. I pushed hard against him, nearly sending myself over the edge into oblivion. Without warning, he buried his face between my thighs, seeking out my clit with his tongue. He licked and sucked at the sensitive button. I cried out, my response involuntary and primal. I brought my hands to his hair again and pressed his face into me. Joe kissed my clit tenderly, his lips strong and sure. I arched my back, groaning in ecstasy, my body begging for more... begging for something even greater. I was heading straight for that climax that I'd dreamed of for the past eight years. Just as I was about to tip over that edge, Billy Joe pulled away.
"I want you to come... when I'm inside of you." I nodded silently, my body still teetering on that edge of explosion. The man I'd known as Billy Joe stood and unbuttoned his shirt, ripping it open so that the very last button popped off and skittered across the floor. He unzipped his jeans and stepped out of them, revealing the large bulge pressing against the fabric of his boxer briefs. He pulled his undershirt off over his head and stepped out of his boxers, fully naked before me... and just as beautiful as he had always been. The rippling muscles and hard body were just the same. His body hadn't caught up to his age quite yet. And for that I was grateful. I trembled in anticipation, sitting up more and still trying not to put pressure on my foot. I leaned toward him, taking his cock in my hand and stroking it gently. Again, my body seemed to remember him. I stroked him just as I had when we were younger, and he threw his head back, putting his hand over mine, gripping my fingers tightly. Joe's cock was rock hard, and I gripped it in my hand, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine. I rubbed my thumb over its head, and his hand loosened its grip, falling away. He moaned again, and I took the head of his cock into my mouth, listening to his sighs of pleasure. I swirled my tongue over the head, and he moaned, bucking his hips.
My body thrummed with longing. I savored each taste of his skin and each movement of his body, closing my eyes and going back to that time when we were young and carefree together. Billy Joe pulled away from my mouth just as his breath began to quicken, coming in short gasps that told me he was reaching his release as well. Slowly, gently, he bent down towards me, taking me into his arms. I looked into his beautiful blue eyes, noticing rings of yellow at the center of his irises. A deep flush rose in my body, and I pulled him towards me, sitting him down in the bed. I moved onto his lap again and reached around to unhook my bra. My breasts fell free, and he moved his hands to cup them, twirling each nipple between his thumbs and forefingers. I kissed him again, another rush of wetness coming to my pussy. I moved atop him, searching for his cock and gripping it, pressing it against the entrance to my pussy. He pressed himself against me, getting the head of his cock wet. I wrapped my legs around him, carefully avoiding putting pressure on my ankle.
"You okay, Anita? I'll be gentle..." His voice came out in a whisper.
"Don't be," I moaned, lowering myself onto his cock, letting it fill me completely. I sighed, moving against him and letting my body take over. My mind went blank, and I closed my eyes, beginning to ride him as he thrust against me from below. In one quick, smooth motion, he moved me onto the bed, lifting my unharmed leg and thrusting hard inside me. He used his position as leverage and thrust all the way inside of me again and again. He fell into a steady rhythm, making the pressure and need take me over.
"So sweet... just like I remembered," he said, falling against me and groaning into my ear. With each movement, he hit against my clit, sending me closer and closer to release. I moaned, arching my back again. My body trembled with the sensation, and the flames of desire licked up my thighs and into my core, surrounding the cock buried deep inside of me. The tension rose, and Joe rode me harder, sensing my need for release. My muscles tightened, each cell in my body full of the tingling pleasure that only this man could provide. My climax swept over me all at once, intense and soul-shattering. My legs shook, my toes clutching so hard that my foot began to throb again.
My long lost cowboy thrust into me hard, panting and letting out a deep groan. The world seemed to tip on its side, and again I fell into the purity of a perfect release, another orgasm sweeping over my system... longer and more intense than the last. At the same time, Joe's body tightened and reached for his own, much-needed release. He shuddered against me, his body tensing and jerking against mine, releasing his seed deep inside of me. He stayed buried deep inside of me, falling against me and kissing me, beckoning my lips to his. He brushed my hair to the side and buried his face in my neck, inhaling deeply.
"I never forgot you for one moment, Anita Lee. I never fell out of love with you, and I've been looking for you all this time." I sighed, clutching his body against mine. "Don't you feel the same way?" His voice was deep and husky, speaking to a part of my soul that I'd kept hidden for years.
"Yes... no. I don't know," I said. "This all happened so fast."
"That's okay, Nita. We don't have to talk about it now. We'll speak on it tomorrow." He reached over and flicked off my light, pulling away from me. I realized my arms felt cold without him... and that I knew exactly what we were meant to be. But just for that moment, I didn't speak. I let Billy Joe ease a pillow under my foot and bring me a glass of water. He got back in bed with me, holding me until I fell asleep. My dreams were fitful and strange; it had been so long since I'd fallen asleep in someone's arms. And here I was again, giving it a try.
When I woke in the morning, it was late, and the sun filtered lazily through the windows. I groaned and reached next to me, expecting to find Billy Joe Wootton. But where he had been, there was only air.
"Billy! Joe!" I shouted, my voice echoing. The only sounds came from my snoring dog at the foot of the bed. Tears pricked at my eyes again, falling down my cheeks. I'd made a huge mistake last night — and now Billy Joe was gone.
CHAPTER FIVE
Desperately, I called Eleni, weeping so hard into the phone that I could barely speak.
“Calm down, calm down. Start from the beginning,” she said. I recounted what had happened with Billy Joe Wootton, the cowboy billionaire who was supposed to be the darling of Million Dollar Matchmaking.
“I’m so sorry, Eleni. I didn't know what I was doing.” She made an exasperated noise.
“You know... I don't care about the business, Anita. I care about you. And I'm pretty sure that Billy Joe didn't go back to Austin without saying goodbye. That just doesn't make any sense.”
“You're right! It doesn't make a lick of sense!” I nearly shouted into the phone, and I heard Eleni's long sigh. She was used to my more sensitive, emotional personality, but I knew it exasperated her at times. “I can't make it anywhere today. My damn foot.” I started crying again, needing Eleni's voice to reassure me that everything would be okay.
“You stay right where you are, and I'll make sure you're okay when I get off of work later. Can you get food and water for yourself? Or are you really that bad off?” Wiping my tears aside, I laughed. Eleni's words were harsh, but her voice was tender. I knew she and Danielle would be there in an instant if I asked.
“I got my wheelchair and some crutches that the hospital gave us.”
“You know, hospitals don't just give you equipment like that. Did you pay for them? Or was it your secret admirer?” Eleni snorted. “You know, I really don't believe that this man has taken off without you. He seemed pretty set on…”
I didn't hear the rest of what Eleni was saying. All I heard was three dogs scrambling to the door, rushing to greet the man who had just returned. I pulled on a long t-shirt and hobbled into my wheelchair, inexpertly rolling myself down the hallway to the front door. Just as I reached, the door, Joe pushed his way inside to greet me and my menagerie of animals.
The dogs leapt up in celebration, and even my cats came to circle his legs again.
“What on earth, Billy Joe?”
“It’s Joe these days. But you can call me whatever you want to. Hopefully for the rest of our lives…” Billy Joe Wootton knelt down on one knee, right before me.
“What on earth are you doing? You just popped out of here, and now what? You’re…”
“Proposing.” He reached into the deep pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small velvet box. He opened it up, and inside was a ring more beautiful than any I’d ever seen. The white gold ring had channel set diamonds all along the band. In the center set a sapphire, as deep blue as Billy Joe Wootton’s eyes. I gasped, my mouth going dry. My heart fluttered.
“I hadn’t exactly imagined a proposal like this. Not in a wheelchair in my crappy little house.”
“I can take you out on the town if it means you’ll say yes.”
“Billy…” My voice was soft. “Yes” was on the tip of my tongue, but somehow, I couldn’t quite say it. “We can’t… You’ve always known we can’t.”
“Who says? I never wanted any of the things my parents gave me. And now I have more money than I know what to do with. I lived out everything that they wanted. And where did that get me? All I want is you.” Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I looked at him again, putting my hand to his face.
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. Of all the women I’ve met in this world, you’re the very best of them.” I gulped, wiping away my tears again.
“What are you going to do… whisk me away to Austin in your private jet and… wife me?”
“I don’t think I’ve heard ‘wife’ used in quite that way before. But yes, that’s pretty damn much what I had in mind.” I paused for a long moment, letting my fingertips brush over the stubble on Billy Joe’s chin. Tears flooded my eyes again, and I nodded.