Ambushed (7 page)

She licked her lips, wondering what he would

taste like. Her finger ran lightly against the reddish

head, swirling a drop of pre-cum round and round,

loving the way Tex hissed, his hips jerking upward into

her caress. She was just about to lean down to give it a

little kiss when Tex hauled her against him.

“Uh-uh, little lady,” he admonished, his voice

sounding all rough and growly. “No way I would last

through that.”

“But you got a taste,” she pouted back. “Why

can’t I?”

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“Because I need you too much.” He showed her

what he meant by pushing the head of his shaft against

her opening. She could feel herself expanding, opening

for him. “Damn, sugar, you’re tight,” Tex grunted out,

working his pelvis under her to ease his way inside. He

gripped her little lace panties, ripping them right off

and out of his way. “That’s it, sugar. Open up for me.”

Alexandria’s hips moved of their own accord,

working with him to swallow up every available inch of

that thick, long cock. She felt her walls slowly

expanding, opening a little more for him. The

stretching burn combined with a pleasure so sharp it

bordered on pain. Biting her lips, she dropped down,

her breath exhaling in a whoosh. She was so

unbelievably full, she didn’t think she could move.

Turned out she didn’t have to. Tex’s large hands

settled on her hips, moving her up and down on every

inch of his masterful cock. Soon she was able to

anchor her knees on the floor and work with him. It

was damn good! He stroked her to perfection,

reaching hidden places she hadn’t even known she

had. It was impossible to keep from bucking against

him, taking all he had to offer and demanding more.

“Tex, you feel so good,” she moaned helplessly,

lost in a haze of pure bliss. “Please don’t stop.”

“Never,” he growled at her, just before ripping

her shirt open completely and sucking a still bra-clad

breast into his hot mouth.

Needle pricks of intense sensations raced

throughout her body, igniting her from the inside out.

She couldn’t draw in air, she couldn’t move; her entire

being seized as she imploded, then exploded, coming

so hard she shook from it.

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“Fuck!” Tex howled, flipping her so that she lay

on her back, then pulling her legs to his shoulders.

She was wide open for him, helpless against the

onslaught of her orgasm, which seemed to go on and

on as he pistoned in and out of her body. He was so

beautiful above her. His face was beyond savage, his

burning green gaze focused entirely on her. In that

moment she felt like she was the only woman in the

world. She was beauty and light, all woman, all

powerful.

“You feel so perfect, sugar. So right. So mine.”

His voice had gotten so guttural she could barely

understand the words. It only served to make her

hotter. She had barely climbed down from one peak

before he was forcing her to another. “Tell me, Alex.

Say you’re mine.”

How the hell could she argue with that? “Yours.

All yours.” She always had been, he just hadn’t known

it.

“Come

with

me,

baby.

Now!”

Alexandria screamed in reply to Tex’s demand. Wave

after wave of bliss crashed over her as she came again,

her nails digging into his suntanned skin. No matter

what happened tomorrow, or any day after that, she

knew she was good and ruined for any other man,

ever.

They collapsed in a heap on the floor, their harsh

breathing echoing in the small library. She had to

smile at the picture they must have made sprawled out

in the floor in the romance section. She doubted she

could have ever come up with a scene like this in one

of her books.

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“We’d better get cleaned up and get out of here,”

Tex spoke after a while, playing with her hair as she

lay across his chest. “We have a lot to do tonight.”

“Like what?” Alexandria couldn’t think of a thing

she needed to do other than close shop here.

“Like moving your stuff into our home,” Tex

informed her, swatting her behind. “You didn’t think I

was ever letting you sleep without me from this night

on, did you?”

Actually she had, but there wasn’t enough

money in the world to get her to admit that. Instead of

arguing, she went right along with him, cleaning up

their picnic and securing the library for the night.

They had both spent far too much time second

guessing—ten long years, in fact. She wasn’t about to

look a gift horse in the mouth.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been happier.” She sighed

as they locked the library door and made their way to

Tex’s truck. “Tonight was perfect.”

“Really? Will I be reading something similar in a

book sometime soon?” Tex wiggled his eyebrows

suggestively at her, making her laugh loudly in the

night air.

“Yep, I think I’ll call it
Ambushed
,” she sassed

right back. “A sexy little librarian and her outlaw

cowboy hero. Has definite possibilities.”

“I think we need to get on home and do some

research then. Never let it be said I don’t support the

arts.”

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