Cowboy Cool: Book 5 (Cowboy Justice Association) (15 page)

Kaylee sat up while Reed knelt on the mattress, his guiding hand on the back of her head. Extending her tongue, she flicked it around the head before laving the hard shaft all the way to the root then back up. Her hand wrapped around him, so thick her fingers didn’t meet, and she pumped up and down while her mouth engulfed the head.

Reed’s fingers tightened in her hair but only to push it out of the way so he could watch her ministrations. His hot gaze followed her every move until she’d sent him close to the edge. His jaw tight, he cursed and dragged himself away, reaching for his jeans that she’d tossed away so carelessly in her haste.

“That sweet little mouth of yours is dangerous. Just a little bit more of that tongue and you would have gotten a surprise. But now it’s time to shuck those panties and get down to business. I believe you had some specific criteria as to how you wanted to be fucked and it’s going to be my pleasure to deliver.”

“I wouldn’t have minded,” Kaylee said bravely as he tore open a condom packet with his teeth and rolled it on. She’d never swallowed before but she had a feeling she’d be experiencing many firsts with Reed.

“Maybe yes, maybe no, but I don’t want anything to ruin this for us. Now about those panties…”

She burst into giggles as he dove for the skimpy fabric, yanking them down her legs even as his lips were kissing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, revving up her arousal even more. His large hands pushed her legs apart and he situated his wide shoulders in between them, a finger lazily trailing down her abdomen toward her drenched pussy.

Lifting her hips for more contact, she mewled in frustration when his strong hands pinned her legs out and wide, her cunt on brazen display. She felt a deep flush of embarrassment as Reed simply looked at her all laid out for him. Finally that finger that had been tickling her stomach and ribs dragged through her wet folds gathering the gushing cream.

“Such a pretty pink pussy, all nice and wet for me. You turned me on earlier when you put your thumb in your mouth with my cum on it. Does it do the same thing for you?”

It did. He lifted his thick digit to his lips and sucked off the honey before delving inside her pussy again and repeating, a look of satisfaction on his face. Her heart was beating loudly in her ears and she had to concentrate on her breathing so she wouldn’t hyperventilate. It was hot to watch him savor her taste.

“I need more.”

She half screamed when he put his hot mouth on her, licking and probing with his pointed tongue but not touching the one place she desperately needed him to. He had her pinned to the bed and she could do nothing but give herself over to the rush of pleasure and arousal. Her climax hovered just out of her reach, shining there like an oasis, but she relaxed her body and let Reed take control believing he would give her everything she craved.

He didn’t disappoint her, closing his mouth over her clit and gently sucking. This time she did scream his name as her orgasm slammed into her with all the force of a freight train. Stars and fireworks burst behind her eyelids and the pleasure tumbled through her more powerful than anything she’d ever experienced. By the time she opened her eyes again her breathing was ragged and her pulse erratic.

She wanted to speak, to say something about how momentous it had been but there was no opportunity. Reed’s hands were on her hips and his cock was pushing at her entrance. She splayed her legs out farther and tilted her pelvis to take him more easily as her long-unused muscles resisted his intrusion. Her fingers dug into his buttocks and she sucked in a breath even as he paused.

“Easy, honey. You can take me. Relax and let me in.”

“It’s been awhile,” she said breathlessly, a fluttering already starting in her abdomen. “Just thrust hard.”

She could feel rather than hear his chuckle against her neck. “No way. We’ll get there.”

They did and getting there was half the fun. Each advance drove him deeper and rubbed those little sensitive spots inside of her that she’d heard and read about but no one had ever seemed to find before. When he was in to the hilt, she groaned at the delicious feeling of fullness and the tingles that were compelling her to move underneath him.

Digging her heels into the mattress, she swayed her hips and was rewarded with a half-strangled sound that seem to be dragged from Reed’s lungs. His hands clamped onto her thighs and he wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Naughty girl,” he said with a chuckle. “I may have to spank you later for that.”

The mere thought of Reed’s hand coming down on her ass had her pussy tightening on his cock. He captured her lips in a searing kiss, their tongues battling for supremacy.

“I can feel how much you like the idea of my heating up your bottom. We’ll have to try that. Now I believe you wanted to be fucked hard and fast. Let’s get that done because your hot cunt feels too amazing to hold back anymore.”

Words couldn’t express how good it felt to please him. Luckily there was no time for talking as he pulled out almost all the way before slamming back into her hard and fast. He rode her in the rough way she’d always dreamed of but at the same time she knew he was aware of his own strength. He held his weight on his elbows as his fingers plucked at her nipples.

Their bodies were burnished with sweat and Kaylee teetered close to the edge of the precipice. The room tilted and whirled and she clung to Reed as if he were an anchor in a dangerous storm.

“Come for me, honey. Come with me.”

Reed’s deep voice was rough in her ear but it pushed her over as he thrust one last time, his eyes closed in ecstasy. Her own orgasm ripped through her but she kept her gaze on Reed as he found his own completion. His cock seemed to swell inside of her and she watched as the mask he wore each and every day was torn from his features. For a brief moment, he looked vulnerable and young and she cherished the fact that she’d been able to see it, that she’d brought him to that state if for only seconds. She deliberately didn’t wonder whether other women had seen it. Right now he was hers alone.

Kaylee dragged oxygen into her starved lungs as they both returned to earth. Her fingers glided down his muscled back, loving the feeling of his hot skin so different from her own. She mewled in protest when he pulled away from her arms but he simply chuckled and kissed her briefly on the lips.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”

As if she could move. If she tried to stand she was sure she’d find her legs had turned to jelly and besides, there wasn’t anywhere she wanted to be other than right here, right now. Reed was a fantasy come true.

He padded back from the bathroom and pulled the covers up on the bed so they could slide in together. She pillowed her head on his shoulder, not saying anything, just enjoying the closeness. His fingers were caressing her arm and playing with a few stray strands of hair and she placed her hand on his chest so she could feel the steady beat of his heart.

“That was pretty fantastic.”

For a writer, that was a lame attempt to describe what had happened between them. At the moment she didn’t have the words to express how good it was and how he had made her feel.

“I don’t have any complaints. Did my penchant for dirty talk bother you?”

He looked slightly abashed but she placed her hand on his jaw and shook her head. “Not in the least. I thought it was hot, to be honest. What else do you like?”

It was a bold question but he was a man straight from the pages of one of her books. Was he like the men in her stories in more way than just looks?

“If you must know, I like a lot of the things you’ve written about or at least what I’ve read. You know, spankings and bondage. Toys. I think the scenes you write are very sensual and erotic. Do you try everything before you write it?”

The question was so absurd she couldn’t control the laughter that bubbled through her. “Hardly. It’s always funny to me that people think that I’ve done everything I’ve written about. No one thinks thriller writers have killed someone or stolen government secrets.”

“So they’re not your fantasies?”

He actually sounded a little disappointed.

“Some of them are. Some of them are my characters’ fantasies. But yes, I think most of them are pretty damn hot.” Kaylee stared down at the comforter. “I wouldn’t mind living out some of them, if that’s where your mind was heading.”

Reed tugged on her hair so she was gazing up at him. A grin a mile wide, he looked like a sinful little boy. “That’s exactly where I was going. Pick out some fantasies and let’s get to work on them.”

Old habits die hard. Despite the freedom she felt with Reed and the trust she had, the fear of being judged was strong.

“You won’t think I’m a…freak?” she asked carefully, watching his expression for any distaste or aversion.

Reed’s arms tightened around her and he dropped a kiss on her nose. “If you’re a freak then I’m one too. A big one. Let’s be freaky together.”

Other than terminal embarrassment, she couldn’t think of one reason to say no. And she’d never actually heard of anyone dying from awkwardness.

“I could get some of my books and show you a few of my favorite scenes,” she offered, still unsure whether his enthusiasm was genuine. She shouldn’t have worried because his smile grew even wider.

“Grab those books, honey, and let’s get reading.”

Even reading with Reed was fun. Was there no end to his perfection?

Chapter Fourteen

R
eed was about to poke his own eye out due to boredom. He was currently sitting at a table with two women, both of whom he’d met in this bar and had cornered him to the point that they’d invited themselves to sit with him. They were both decent-looking but had an annoying habit of yammering on and on about themselves, rarely taking a breath. It appeared they were competing with each other to be the woman he took home tonight.

The door to the dark bar opened and a luscious curvy woman with long auburn hair walked into the bar and paused briefly to take a look around. Dressed in a cream-colored knitted dress that hugged the generous contours of her body and a pair of brown suede boots, she was the only thing Reed could see in the entire bar. Even the constant chatter from the two women couldn’t pull at his attention when such a perfect specimen was before his eyes. He also knew how smart and funny she was too.

The woman was Kaylee.

And this little scene was one of her very own from a book she’d written a few years ago. Reed was planning on enjoying every minute of this. Since their relationship had taken an intimate turn yesterday, they’d played at several different fantasies but this was the first they’d taken out of the house and into public.

Kaylee’s shoulders went back and she marched up to his table, determination in every line of her body.

“My friends made a bet with me that I couldn’t get the best-looking man here to kiss me,” she declared loudly enough for the people close by to hear. Despite knowing that he was a sure thing, Kaylee appeared to be nervous. Her lips were trembling and her hand fluttered uselessly until it rested at the base of her throat.

Reed grinned as the women sitting on either side of him stiffened in shock. “What do you get if you lose the bet?”

“Mortified, first off. Then I have to let them fix me up on some blind dates. That means more mortification.”

“And if you win?” he asked lazily, taking a long draw from his bottle of beer. He was trying to give the impression that he wasn’t eager to kiss her and was simply thinking about the possibility.

“I get a kiss from you and they lay off my love life. What do you say?” she asked boldly. “I just popped a breath mint.”

“What do I win if I help you with this bet? What’s in it for me? And don’t say a kiss, honey, because I’m a grown man. A kiss isn’t the biggest attraction for me these days.”

“What do you want?” Kaylee’s tone was playful and cheeky and damn if Reed couldn’t wait to do all the things the characters in her book had done. Naughty sexy stuff that had his cock already hard but luckily covered by the table.

The women were watching the back and forth between himself and Kaylee as if it were a tennis match. The ball was firmly in his court.