Dangerous Curves Ahead 2 (Cowboy / BBW Erotic Romance) (6 page)

Jake nodded his understanding. “Yeah, I
was thinking more like a program at the ranch. We have access to so many
resources, surely we could come up with something that the kids could benefit
from and have fun doing at the same time. Maybe you can help me think up
something.”

He looked serious.
Could he really be
serious?
I felt the defenses that I had erected slowly crumbling.
Careful,
Krista
. Date number three and I was practically putty in Jake’s hand. “I’ll
think about it. That would be so generous of you.”

“I’d like to give back beyond just
writing a check. It’s rather selfish really, because it feels so good to make a
difference. Even a small difference. How did you get involved with these kids?”

I didn’t share my past with many people,
but Jake seemed like he might understand. “My mother died when I was 12. My
father was in the military, so he was away a lot. My Aunt Martha came to live
with us when Mom died, mainly to take care of me when he was away, I guess.”

I took a deep breath and continued, “My
Aunt, actually she was my father’s aunt, so she was much older- she took her
job to care for me very seriously. She was very strict and religious, and she
wanted to make a prim and proper lady out of me. She probably would have a
heart attack right now if she knew I was entertaining a man in my apartment un-chaperoned.”

Jake laughed. “She sounds like a wet
blanket.”

I agreed. “She was so old-fashioned. She
still is. It was a very cold and unloving house and I didn’t have a lot fun
growing up. I think that’s why I connect so well with these kids.”

Jake was silent for a moment. “So instead
of feeling sorry for yourself, you help other people.”

I thought for a moment. “Those children
help me a lot more than I help them.”

After
dinner was finished and cleaned up, we headed to the couch where Jake pulled me
close. “Now it’s time for that back rub.”

I jokingly acted like it would be a chore,
but I secretly couldn’t wait to get my hands all over his muscled back. But
instead, Jake pulled me onto his lap and began massaging my shoulders.

I was in heaven as he rubbed my weary
muscles. Not used to being on horseback for so long, I had been overly cautious
and must have held myself rigidly. Between the horseback riding yesterday and
the stressful outing with the kids today, my muscles were paying the price. As
Jake masterfully worked the tension out of my body with his firm touch, I felt
my worries melting away.

And they were replaced with very naughty
fantasies. I imagined his fingers slipping under my shirt…peeling off my
clothes…massaging me in the most intimate of manners. I could feel my body
reacting to his touch and to my x-rated thoughts. My nipples were pebbling,
longing for his fingers to slide around my body and capture them in a pinch.
Just the thought of his fingers tweaking my nipples caused a warm tingle to
spark between my legs. I was panting slightly as my body tingled with a
heightened anticipation, as I waited for him to make his move.

So why wasn’t he making his move?
Back rubs were usually pre-cursors to
sex and I was getting impatient. He was making me crazy with lust, yet he was
acting the perfect gentleman.

 Jake rested his hands on my
shoulders. “I probably should be going. Thank you for sharing so much of
yourself with me today. I had a great time.”

Disappointment washed over me. Was it
possible that he was going to leave me like this? That he wasn’t even going to
try
to seduce me?

I frowned. “Do you have to leave so
soon?”

He gave me a peck on the cheek. “It’s
better this way. But I’ll be thinking about our next date. It’ll be number
four.”

I felt pouty. “You’re not even going to
kiss me goodbye?
Properly
?”

Jake smiled, a gleam of mischief in his
eye. “I’m going to honor our agreement, since it’s what you want. So, it’s
probably safer if I don’t kiss you. I’m already thinking dirty thoughts, kissing
you
properly
would be too much temptation.”

Honor our agreement?
Well, if he had the nerve to get me all
excited and worked up, then he was going to have to live with the consequences and
deal with a little temptation. Because there was no way that I was going to let
him walk out of here like that.

I twisted around in his lap to fully face
him. “You’re right. It would be far too dangerous to kiss me goodnight.”

Slowly leaning forward, my lips touched
his neck just below his jawline. “It would be much safer if I kissed you.”

My lips trailed down the column of his
neck, gently kissing along the way. “Then you could remain completely honorable.”

I slipped my hand inside his shirt,
feeling his muscled frame; I had been dying to feel his sexy body all day.

Jake rumbled low in warning, “Krista…” I
felt his arms tighten around me.

Oh, yes. It was working!
Feeling bolder, I trailed feather-light
kisses back to his mouth, before I captured his lips with my own. My kiss,
meant to seduce Jake, only served to pull me into a hazy swirl of desire when
he returned it full force. The tingling of anticipation I had felt was quickly
replaced with a heated fire pulsing at my very core. There was no doubt that
there was only one thing that could satisfy the throbbing need between my legs.
Jake stood up, lifting me with him. He began carrying me to the bedroom.

Finally!
I giggled, playfully protesting, “Jake,
what are you doing? This is only date number three!”

Jake smiled devilishly, “I’m not going to
disappoint a lady who’s clearly begging for more.”

I wasn't about to argue with that.

Jake brought me into my bedroom, which I
had meticulously cleaned this time, and placed me on the bed. The intense look
of hunger in his eye made me quiver with anticipation as he pounced on top of
me, covering me with his hard body.

Any coherent thought I had at that point
was scrambled by Jake's demanding kiss. I vaguely felt a hand freeing my hair
from its ponytail and another sliding down my hip. Wanting to feel his skin
against my own, I began tugging his shirt off. Jake broke our scorching kiss
long enough to finish removing his shirt. My hands wandered freely over his
smooth back, glided over his broad shoulders and explored the sculpted muscles
of his torso. I couldn't help but feel turned-on being pinned underneath his
sinfully sexy body.

Jake's mouth left my own and began to
burn a trail over the sensitive skin near my ear and then down my neck. The
seductive spell was broken momentarily when Jake halted his sensual assault and
removed my shirt. Even as he helped pull the shirt over my head, tauntingly
familiar insecurities came flooding back to confront me.

Maybe this time Jake would notice all the
imperfections of my body.
I wasn’t skinny. My thighs were too large. My
breasts too big
…  There were dozens of flaws he could discover. My
hands froze on his chest as I tried to swallow down my negative thoughts.

Slowly, my eyes lifted to seek his own,
but his were filled with lust as he stared at my heaving breasts spilling out
of the lacy red bra. I felt a wet heat invading my pussy and my nipples
tightening as Jake devoured me with his eyes.
He was definitely a breast
man.

I gasped as a jolt of desire shot through
me when he swiped a thumb across my nipple, which strained against the red silk.
His fingers traced swirling patterns through the thin fabric of my bra, circling
my taut nipples. I shivered with pleasure, feeling the growing ache deepen
between my legs. In a flash, his hand slipped around my back and unhooked my
bra.

Jake finally pulled his eyes away from my
breasts. His smile, unapologetic and almost boyish in his admiration, set my
insides on fire. When he began unbuttoning my jeans, I felt some of that
trepidation creeping back. I wanted him so badly, but my self-confidence was still
so fragile. I lifted my hips as he peeled my jeans from me and then he wasted
no time in sliding my panties off next.

I fought the urge to cover up my body as
I lay before him on the bed, fully exposed to his hungry gaze. A sexy growl
escaped his throat, and then he lowered his head and took my breast into his
mouth.

My self-consciousness disappeared when his
tongue circled my sensitive nipple just before pulling it into his mouth. I
gasped at the waves of pleasure that washed through me and gathered deep in my
pussy and left me throbbing for more. I pressed my hips against him, grinding
against the bulge in his pants, needing him desperately.

Jake pulled off me and stood. I watched
in fascination as he unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper, and then hurriedly
slid them down his legs.

My eyes widened as his thick cock popped
out of his pants
.
Seconds later his jeans were tossed aside and he was impatiently
climbing atop me to resume his blissful torture. His hard, toned body dwarfed
mine and molded against my soft curves making me feel sexy and feminine.

While his hands began roaming my body, I tentatively
reached my hand out to stroke him, to touch his straining cock. I wanted to
make him insane with desire as he did so effortlessly with me; I wanted to take
him in my mouth and torture him relentlessly until he exploded. Taking control
of a man like Jake would be empowering. And pushing him until he couldn’t hold
back would be downright
sexy
.

I slipped out of his grasp before his
mouth could capture my breast again and inched down his solid masculine length.
Raking my nipples down his body, I slid until my mouth reached the tip of his
engorged cock.

Finally, reaching my destination, my lips
wrapped around his huge cock, and I sucked and licked as my mouth slid down his
shaft. Jake groaned his approval as I methodically worked his length, using both
my hands and mouth. I peeked up at Jake and the enraptured look I saw on his
face gave me the confidence to continue.

I spent several minutes pleasuring his
cock before I noticed his moans growing slightly more urgent. I could sense
that he was holding back, restraining his body; fighting to remain in control.
But
I had other plans
.

My lips clamped around his cock sucking
as I pulled slowly off. I kissed the head of his cock and swirled my tongue
around the tip before I sat up on my knees, between his legs. I took a shaky
breath at how aroused he looked, his hair was messy and his eyes half-lidded.

My left hand remained firmly wrapped
around the base of his cock, but my other hand rose to my breasts. I moaned
softly with pleasure as I lifted a breast and tweaked my taut nipple.
Yes,
he certainly liked that.
I leaned forward, so that I could rub my breast
against Jake’s cock. His gasp sent thrills through my body. Guiding his cock
with my hand, I worked it between my ample cleavage.

Jake hissed as his cock thrust between my
breasts. His hands reached for them, squeezing them firmly around his cock. I
began sliding up and down his shaft, catching the head of his cock in my mouth
with every pass. It was an awkward maneuver and I wasn’t sure if I was doing it
right from this dominant position on top, but it was definitely working.
He
was coming slowly and surely unraveled.

His groans became frantic as his hips
rose to match my every move. “Krista,
oh God
, I can’t hold back!”

I redoubled my efforts. A few more
thrusts and Jake slowed as his muscles tensed. I debated whether I should let
him come all over my chest, but I guess old inhibitions die hard.
It seemed
too slutty.
Instead, I slipped my mouth around him when I heard his gurgled
exclamation and felt his hot seed fill my mouth as he pumped into me. I stayed
with him, milking every last drop as his hands tangled in my hair while he moaned
in ecstasy.

I had never felt such supreme gratification
in satisfying a man before. It was a heavenly, erotic feeling. Jake’s eyes were
closed when I pulled off of him. I smiled at his spent form, but in a flash,
his hand snaked out and grabbed my wrist.

“Get over here.” He pulled me on top of
his body. “You are a very dangerous woman, Krista. I don’t know how I got so
lucky to have such an incredibly sexy woman in my arms right now. You’re like a
secret dream come true.”

I didn’t have time to even bask in the
glow of his praise, because his lips had found my own and his probing kiss was
sinking me into a blissful state of ecstasy. I lost myself to the overwhelming
sensations and didn’t realize until his mouth slid onto my breast that I was
once again writhing underneath his masterful touch.

His mouth circled my nipple and his teeth
gently tugged at it until my head thrashed against the pillow. I moaned with
need as Jake’s hand slid down my hips, moving ever closer to the concentrated
ache centered between my legs.

My hips thrust forward, begging for
relief as his fingers slid into my slit, slickened with my juices. He began to
rhythmically stroke my clit and rub his fingers through my sex, driving me
frantic with need. I was desperate for those fingers to plunge deep inside, to
assuage the throbbing need.