A Breath of Heaven: El Camino Real (14 page)

As he chopped it down and loaded it up, he
knew what he wanted to do under the tree. “How about if you look at the lights
and I look at you?”

* * *

“Hold on, let me pick you up.”

Abby gasped as Cade held her up so she
could place the star in the top of the tree. “Beautiful!”

“Yes, you are.” He deliberately let her
slide down his body. By the time her feet hit the floor, he had her mouth under
his, her bottom cupped in his hands and his cock was hard as a rock between
them. “I want you, Abby-girl. This has been one of the best days I can ever
remember. I can’t think about anything but loving on you.”

“You can’t?” Despite his newfound
sweetness, their history of joking around had made her wary of taking him
literally. They’d had a good time stringing lights, hanging balls, arranging a
thousand bits of tinsel at just the right angle and on just the right branch.
And all the time he’d worn the Santa Claus duster, with his hat and spurs that
jangled as he walked. He didn’t realize it, but the time and attention he was
giving her was the most incredible gift she’d ever received.

“Oh, yeah.” He skated his lips down the
side of her neck and nipped her on the soft flesh next to her collarbone. “Will
you let me?”

Her breathing became labored and her blood
pressure spiked. “Let me freshen up real quick, okay?” Before he could answer
either way, Abby sped away.

“Hurry back. I’ll be waiting.”
Impatiently
,
he thought. While she was gone, he set the stage. Digging in the closet, he
found a soft blanket and a few throw pillows. He dimmed the lights, put an
extra log on the fire and lit a few candles. Then he shucked his clothes, laid
down on the blanket and waited.

Meanwhile in the bathroom, Abby stared at
herself in the mirror. “You know, Abby, if we’d known you were gonna get this
much action, we would’ve stocked up on some sexy sleepwear.” All she could come
up with was a short black nightgown with spaghetti straps. At least it was cut
low in the back and front. Maybe she looked okay. Now, if he’d just go along
with the rest of her plan. “I wish I had courage pills.” Abby checked in her
medicine cabinet, but the closest she could come up with was Midol and that
wouldn’t help a whole lot. “Oh well, here goes.”

She was nervous. Like a teenager, she ran
down the hall and skated into the living room. He was gone. “Dang, he escaped.”

Cade chuckled from under the tree.
“Escaped? Do I look stupid to you?”

Abby grabbed her heart. “God, you scared
me.” She stepped closer to the couch and peeped over it. “Nope, you look
naked.” God, he was naked. And handsome. And hung.

“Get over here, Abilene.” Cade felt his
heart pounding. She’d never know what this meant to him. He’d loved her for so
long. And she loved him, or at least she loved him enough to save his life.
That had to count for something.

Cade was an eyeful. Abby couldn’t stop
staring. Just surveying his big body sprawled out on the rug made her weak in
the knees. God, he could be a centerfold for Playgirl. She’d always loved the
way he looked. His Native American blood only made him more attractive in her
eyes. His skin glowed golden in the firelight. Eyes black as night bore into
her heart with a heat so intense, she felt as if her whole body was on fire.
“Can I be on top?” She had spent part of the day on the computer, figuring out
positions they could make love in safely, ways to touch and be touched without
revealing what she needed to hide. 

Her question from out of nowhere made him
laugh. Didn’t she know he could deny her nothing? “I’m at your mercy, Abby. Consider
me at your service.” She came to him hesitantly, moving closer. Long graceful
bare legs drew his touch. He ran his hand up her calf and cupped the back of
her knee. “You’re so soft.” Cade felt his cock fill to bursting. Since he’d
strolled through her door a few days ago, he’d been a walking erection. He sat
up and drew her down, anxious to taste her lips.

Abby was lost in the sensation of his
mouth on hers, his palms gliding up her bare back, sending shivers through her
body. “Help me. Show me how.” She couldn’t think, she could only feel.

“My pleasure.” Cade arranged her on top of
him. “I’m so much bigger than you. You can just lay up there and play all you
want.”

He was right. Abby felt free. The curves
of her body fit perfectly into the planes and angles of his. She settled
herself, connected to him from breast to thigh, her legs lying in between his.
Placing her hands on either side of his face, she stared into his eyes. The
glow from the embers gave her just enough light to see his expression. If she
didn’t know better, she’d say it was filled with love, but that would be a
complication she didn’t know how to deal with. Second chances at love weren’t
granted to everyone, only a lucky few, and luck had never been her strong suit.

For an unfathomable amount of time, he let
her kiss him. Every lick and touch and caress tugged at his heart. She was
gaining confidence, taking her pleasure while giving him more than he ever
thought possible. When her lips began blazing a trail down his neck to his chest,
he knew he had to get in on the act. “Sit up, just a bit.”

She did, and with shaking hands he pulled
the straps of her gown down over her shoulders so he could cup her breasts,
rubbing his thumbs over her taut nipples. She dug her fingers into his shoulders
and closed her eyes, better to savor the pleasure he was so generously
bestowing. Chills skated over Abby’s body as the arousal began to rise. Unable
to just take, she wanted to give, so she dipped her head to kiss him, still
leaving room for him to tease her tits.

“You are so delicious, Abilene.”

Abby shivered in delight and gratitude.
She was beginning to like her name. It sounded so different on his lips than it
used to. “I don’t think I can wait, Cade. I’m super excited.”

Her husky voice and sweet confession made
him desperate to be inside her. “Lift up; I don’t want you to expire on me.”

She giggled and he laughed. God, he loved
having a good time with her. The black gown was bunched around her waist,
hanging to about mid-thigh. He was careful to preserve her modesty, he just
wished he could tell her that whatever she was hiding didn’t matter a hill of
beans to him. Taking his cock, he held it up, so she could impale herself. “Oh,
I love the way you feel.” She sighed and closed her eyes at the pleasure. “You
do Texas proud, Big Boy.”

Cade laughed. “I love you. You realize
that, don’t you?” She didn’t answer, but he excused her because she was working
her way down his shaft, taking him inch by inch and the look on her face made
him damn glad he was a man. 

She’d heard him, but she must not have
heard him right. There was no way she was interpreting him correctly. This was
sex talking. She didn’t know what to say in return, so she just chose to stay
silent. Except when she couldn’t…“Cade, Cade, Cade,” she prayed his name. Being
filled to the brim, stretched to the max was ecstasy.

“Are you all right?” He held her hands,
their fingers entwined.

“Much, much better than all right,” she
breathed as she threw her head back and luxuriated in the eroticism of the
moment.

“That’s what a cowboy likes to hear.”
Cade’s tone was teasing, but in reality - he was hypnotized. The woman had no
idea, but she was a fuckin’ goddess. Her elegant neck was lusciously exposed,
those perfect breasts were tilted up and her hair was cascading down her back
and tickling his thighs. “Are you ready, Rodeo Queen?”

“More than eight seconds, please.”

Cade laughed at the slightly smug look on
her face. “Is that a little dig at the fact I came in my pants earlier.”

Her eyes flew open. “No! I enjoyed what we
did. Please don’t think that. It was like we were going steady or something.”

Cade wasn’t really embarrassed. To tell
the truth, the only time he’d been even half as turned on with a woman as he’d
been with Abby this morning, was the night before when he’d taken her for the
first time. “No problem, Doll, I’ll accept that challenge. How many orgasms do
you want?”

Laughing with happiness, she bent and
kissed him lightly. “As many as you can give me, Tallbull.”

She smiled at him, something warm and
gentle blazing in her eyes and he growled. “Damn. Hold on, Abby. This is gonna
be a wild ride.” Cade took over, lifted her and started pushing up. As he
helped her find her rhythm, he began thrumming her nipples, massaging her
breasts, reveling in the little mewls and whimpers coming from her lips.

Abby braced herself on his chest as she
rocked back and forth, over and over. The sweet friction intensified the
building tension humming in her pussy. “Feels so good,” she whimpered. He
pumped up hard and she began to lose her mind. Two strokes later she came so
good, her hoarse cry echoing in the room.

Cade never let up. Instead, he took her by
the hands and pulled her forward, changing the angle so he could increase the
rhythm. “Again. Cum for me again, Abby.”

Never let it be said she let Cade down. He
was taking her with incredible passion, touching places within her she hadn’t
even realized were there. “Damn.” She panted as tremors of pure fire tingled
through her body.

“Good?” He prided himself in his stamina,
but Lord this woman excited him. He held her tight as he hammered into her,
determined to throw her over the cliff one more time.

“God, yes.” She gasped as she lost control
for the third time.

The fluttering grip of her sheathe on his cock
triggered his explosion and Cade held her tight as he pushed up, emptying
himself within her. He pressed his face into her neck, breathing in her scent,
loving the little sounds she made. There was no doubt; this was the best damn
time of his life.

***

“Sleep
with me, Abby.” He held her tight, her head resting on his shoulder.

The
lights from the tree dancing in the darkness made the room look as magical as
she felt. Looking up into his eyes, she was surprised to see a dreamy
expression on his face. “I thought that was what we just did.”

“No,
we made love.”

His
quiet declaration stole her words. The sound of rain falling gently outside set
the stage. This was the most romantic moment Abby could ever imagine. “You want
to sleep in my bed, Tallbull?”

Every
night. “You stayed in my bed last night, I’ll stay in yours tonight. I promise
I won’t hog the covers.”

“I’d
like that.” Abby agreed. Cade stood and held out his hand. Abby’s tummy dipped
at the sight of his beautiful body. She rose to her feet, but instead of
sedately going to him, she jumped into his arms and he caught her – lifting
Abby and spinning her around, both of them laughing at nothing more than being
happy with one another. She hugged him hard, getting lost in the haven of his
arms.

“I
have to say, I’m enjoying being friendly with you, Abby Grace,” he drawled. In
answer, she kissed him all over his face, loving the freedom of touching him as
she wished. Cade was gazing at her in a way that made her feel cherished, his
eyes full of wonder and joy and Abby understood that she’d put that expression
on his dear face. Her heart melted and her insides clenched.

She
soothed his cheek with her finger, “It is an improvement, isn’t it?”

“A
vast improvement.” He grinned, his eyes twinkling. “Let’s go.” He turned with
her in his arms and headed for her room. 

Abby
hoped she was reading him correctly. Already she was planning. Would he want to
continue their relationship? Maybe when he came to visit they could pick up
where they left off. At least until he found someone else, grew serious and
married. Her heart sank at the thought. And who was to say he’d want to? With
her rules of only in the dark, no touching below the waist…what man would want
to put up with all of that for very long? “Which side of the bed do you want?”
she asked, trying to be a good hostess.

Cade
snorted. “I plan on sleeping so close to you that we won’t need but one side.
Let’s just start in the middle. What do you say?”

“Sounds
good. As long as you don’t snore.” She teased, wanting to keep things light and
fun.

“Did
I snore last night?”

“Just
a little.” She confessed with a grin.   

 Cade
laid her down, trying to find a way to broach a subject he knew had to be dealt
with – she had to know that he knew the truth and that it didn’t matter. “Abby,
I need to tell you something.”

Abby
felt a sense of impending doom. She didn’t know what he was about to say, but
his face looked too serious for it to be good. “Let’s not spoil our time
together with talk – she gave him what she thought was a seductive smile.
“Wouldn’t you rather take advantage of our being in a bed, almost naked? We
only have a few more nights before you have to go.” She took her hand and
boldly caressed him.

Cade shuddered, her touch was too good,
she made it hard for him to think. “Vixen, there are things I need to tell you
and you make it impossible for me to do anything but feel.”