So Tough to Tame (Jackson Hole 3)

“He...” Relieved laughter shook through him. “Yeah. Hard to believe, huh?”

“Impossible.” She smoothed a hand over his beard. When her fingers crossed his mouth, he kissed them. “You’re close to him?”

He shrugged. “He’s my little brother. I’d do anything for him.”

“That’s so sweet.”

“He’s a good guy. Reminds me of you, actually. He’s really smart and always in charge. He knows where he’s going in life and won’t let anyone stop him. In other words, he’s nothing like me.”

Charlie’s brow crinkled. Her lips parted, but she didn’t say a word. What could she say? Oh, Walker, you know you’re smart and ambitious, too. Yeah. Right.

He slipped a hand behind her neck to tug her down for a kiss. “Did I mention how much I needed that?”

“Well, I’m glad I was here, then.”

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

She laughed against his mouth and trailed her hand through his chest hair. “It’s okay, Walker. I know you’re not my boyfriend. But, God, I hope you’ll drop by and use me for a little stress relief again soon. Because...that was good. Really good.”

His conscience twinged a little at Charlie Allington calling herself his sexual stress relief, but male pride won out and he smiled at her review of the performance. “When did you get so wild, Charlie?”

“Oh, you know. It took a few years. Practice makes perfect.”

“It damn sure does,” he murmured, kissing her again.

Giggling, she slid off him and curled under the covers.

“Can I have some of the blanket?” he asked.

“I suppose. But then I won’t be able to look at you.” Her hand slipped up his hip and belly and traced one nipple as he watched.

“But I’m cold.”

“Oh? How cold?” Before he could answer, she leaned close to trace his other nipple with her tongue.

Walker shivered as goose bumps chased across his chest. “Not that cold.”

“Mm. Good. I like touching you.”

Another goofy smile spread over his face.

“You’re so furry. And big.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh...” Her hand trailed down, following the line of hair from his chest to his groin. Then she slowly, carefully wrapped her hand around his cock. “Yes. Definitely.”

He couldn’t believe it when he felt his cock swelling in her hold. That was a fast recovery even for him. “Shit, Charlie. Look what you’ve done now. You trying to kill me?”

“Aw. I’m sorry. Want me to stop?” When she let him go, he grabbed her hand and wrapped her fingers back around him.

“Not yet. I’m still worried about that job hunt, after all. I’ve still got all this stress...”

They both watched as his cock stretched under her fingers.

She squeezed him. “Is there a way I can make it better?” she cooed.

Walker groaned at her teasing words and the tight grip of her hand. “Let me think about it. In the meantime...” He kept his hand curved around hers and worked it up and down. Slowly. “Just like that, Charlie.”