Hearts Are Wild (18 page)

And his jeans were so tight now they were nearly strangling his cock. “Finger your pussy for me. Nice and slow at first, then faster as you go.”

Nicole widened her stance and he caught a glimpse of her sweet pink folds. Never taking her eyes from him, she slipped her finger into her pussy and began rubbing her clit. “Like this?”

Kev clenched his hands so tight his knuckles ached. “Yeah.” He swallowed and watched her finger making slow, deliberate circles around her clit. “Make yourself come.”

She brought her free hand to one breast and rolled her nipple between her thumb and forefinger while she stroked her pussy. Her blue-green eyes were dark and her lips slightly parted as she watched him. A flush spread over her fair skin and she began pumping her hips against her hand.

God, she was going to kill him. “That’s it, hon. Imagine I’m fucking you.”

Nicole gave a sharp cry and trembled against her hand. She continued to finger her clit, riding out the orgasm, as she pinched one nipple. She looked so damn beautiful. Her face flushed, her eyes heavy-lidded, only wearing her bra beneath her breasts, and her high heels.

Kev motioned to her. “Come here.”

Nicole slipped her hand from her pussy and stepped away from the skirt and blouse she’d dropped around her feet. When she’d closed the few inches between them he took her hand, slipped her finger into his mouth and licked at her juices and drank in her scent.

Her breathing was still rapid and shallow as she said, “Ready for that dessert?”

He gave a single nod. “Bring it here.”

Nicole turned and bent over the table, her legs wide enough that he could see her beautiful pussy.

Kev groaned. “Hon, you are just about to do me in.”

She moved the chocolate dessert to the edge of the table and turned back to him with a sexy little grin. “Would you like me to serve it to you?”

He shook his head. “Straddle me.”

She eased onto his lap until her large breasts, raised up even higher by the bra beneath them, were practically in his face. Her wet pussy was pressed to the cock that was dying to get past the denim and drive into her.

Nicole’s squirmed on Kev’s lap, enjoying the feel of his jeans between her thighs and against her folds. She rubbed her pussy along his erection and almost smiled at the pained expression on Kev’s strong features.

He reached out to the decadent chocolate dessert and scooped some on his finger. Nicole shivered as he wiped the chocolate on one of her nipples.

He grasped her breast, trailing more chocolate over the firm flesh and brought the nipple to his mouth. Nicole moaned as he darted his tongue out and lapped up every bit of the chocolate, including what was left on his finger.

“Damn, that’s good.” He dipped his finger into the dessert again. “I’ll say it again. You’re one hell of a cook.”

“Thanks.” Nicole lifted her other breast high and offered it to him. “I must say I’m enjoying being your serving platter.”

Kev spread chocolate over her other nipple and swirled his tongue around the areola and then sucked it away. Nicole’s pussy ached so badly and her clit was so swollen that she could almost swear she’d come just by him sucking her nipples and her rubbing herself against his cock.

“Kiss me.” He moved his mouth to hers as he grasped her hips in his large hands.

Her dessert had never tasted better than it did on Kev’s tongue. He slipped his finger between her folds as he kissed her, and she braced her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. God did this man know how to kiss. Why in the world had she put him off for so long?

He withdrew his finger from her pussy and pulled back from their kiss long enough to slip that finger into her mouth. She tasted herself mixed with the dessert, and smelled her juices and chocolate on his hand.

Nicole couldn’t take much more of this. She pulled away from his hand, letting his finger slide from her mouth. “Fuck me. I want you to ride me, cowboy.”

He shook his head. “I’m not finished with dessert.” He gestured toward the bed. “Take that chocolate and set it on the nightstand.”

She did as he told her, but added an extra sway to her hips as she moved. She obediently set the dessert on the nightstand. Behind her she heard the thunk of Kev’s boots as he kicked them off. She turned to face him as he tugged off his socks. Then in the space of a second, he stood just a breath away from her.

He brought her hands to his chest. “Undress me the rest of the way.”

Without hesitating, Nicole grabbed his shirt and pulled apart the snaps, straight down to his belt buckle. She took a moment to rub her hands over his muscled chest and taut abs before reaching for his buckle.

Massage oil. She definitely needed to get some massage oil to rub all over his muscular body the next time she had her way with him.

“Have I ever told you what a killer bod you have?” She undid his belt and pulled it out of the loops. “I just want to eat you up.”

He gave a low chuckle and tweaked one of her nipples. “Hon, that’s just what I’m counting on.”

With a grin, Nicole unfastened his Wranglers and pushed them over his lean hips, along with his underwear. Her breath caught at the sight of the dark hair that curled down and surrounded the base of his shaft. She pushed the denim all the way down to the floor so that she was on her knees before him, looking up.

“I sure love the way you look, on your knees.” He stepped out of his pants and kicked them aside. “Why don’t you sample some of the dessert?”

“Can’t wait.” Nicole scooped some of the death-by-chocolate with her fingers and began coating his erection with it from balls to tip and back. She added more until the thick chocolate began rolling down into the tight curls at the base.

Kev clenched his fist in her hair and guided her mouth to his erection. “Are you just going to play with my cock or eat it?”

Nicole laughed and flicked her tongue around the head of his huge erection. His wonderfully male taste blended with the chocolate in a most decadent way. The recipe had turned out perfectly if she did say so herself.

She licked and sucked him, smearing chocolate on her cheeks, all over her lips, and throughout the hair around his cock. When she had cleaned off most the chocolate from his erection with her mouth, she went down on him in earnest.

Kev groaned as she worked one hand up and down his shaft while sucking his length. “That’s it, babe. Damn but I love your mouth on me.”

He grasped his hand tighter in her hair and thrust his hips back and forth. “I’m about to come.”

Nicole moaned around his cock, and that simple vibration was all it took. Kev’s hips jerked against her face and his come spurted into her mouth. It tasted of chocolate and cream and went down oh-so good.

“Damn, Nicole.” He drew her up when he finished his climax, and kissed chocolate from her lips. “We have a hell of a lot more dessert and I’m going to be too exhausted to get back to the ranch and get any work done tomorrow.”

Nicole kissed him back. “I plan on working you out real good, so you’d better be ready.”

“I’m ready.” Kev grabbed the bed covers and tossed them aside, leaving only the bottom sheet. “The question is, are you?”

She ran one chocolate-coated finger down his chest. “You betcha.”

His voice was a near growl when he said, “Lie on the bed and spread your legs.”

Nicole shivered at his tone. The way he dominated her sometimes so totally turned her on. She didn’t hesitate to obey him, praying that he intended to hurry up and fuck her.

But instead he dipped his hands into more of the chocolate dessert and began painting her body with it, from the ankle straps of her high heels, up the inside of her thighs, and completely coating her pussy. He seemed to take great pleasure in using her as a canvas. He painted a flower on her belly, then, skimming over her bra beneath her breasts, he circled each of her nipples and topped them off, as if they were targets.

And then he slowly began to lick it all off.

Perspiration coated Nicole’s body and she squirmed with the need to come. When he finally had licked all the chocolate off, with the exception of what coated her pussy, she was ready to scream.

Kev licked the crease of her thigh, avoiding her pussy and driving her even crazier.

“Kev!” Nicole couldn’t help the pleading tone of her voice.

His lips hovered above her folds as his eyes met hers. “Tell me what you want, hon.”

Begging, demanding, pouting, whatever it took, she was way past caring what she had to do to get him to finish the job. “Lick my pussy,
please
.”

Kev buried his mouth against her folds and she screamed. Her cry reverberated through the room, and probably throughout her entire B&B. But all she cared about was his hot mouth devouring her, the spasms shaking her body, the waves of her climax that just wouldn’t quit. No matter how much she begged him to stop, and her hips bucked against his face, he kept a tight grip on her thighs and wouldn’t give up until he had licked all the chocolate from her pussy.

As she lay panting, trying to get her bearings, he nuzzled her curls. “I hope you don’t mind a little chocolate on your sheets.”

Nicole sighed with satisfaction. “Not when it means dessert in bed.”

Kev rose up, grabbed her hand, and took her with him. “Come on. Let’s take a shower and wash off some of this mess.”

Nicole could barely walk after that orgasm, and leaned into him as he put an arm around her shoulders and walked her to the bathroom. She gave a pleased sigh. “Most fun making a mess that I’ve ever had.”

As Kev got the shower going at a comfortable temperature, Nicole stripped off her bra and heels. They climbed in through the sliding glass doors and under the warm spray. First, Kev soaped her from head to toe, paying extra attention to her breasts and pussy. When it was her turn, Nicole took great pains to stroke and fondle his cock while she soaped the hair around the base of the shaft.

When neither of them could take it any longer, Kev backed up against the glass shower doors and grabbed Nicole by the waist. “Wrap your legs around me, hon.”

Those now familiar thrills whirled through her belly as she climbed him. She braced her hands on his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist as he positioned his erection at the entrance to her channel.

Warm water continued to spray on their bodies and their faces as Kev brought her down on his cock, hard. Nicole gasped at the sudden feel of him deep inside her. It had only been yesterday since he’d fucked her last, and it already seemed like too long.

Kev backed her up against the cool tile and began fucking her deep and hard. His balls slapped against her pussy and their flesh smacked together with every thrust. He fucked her harder and harder and her climax built up so high she knew it was going to be incredible.

When she finally reached that peak, she let loose with a scream. Kev shouted and she felt his pulsing release inside her core.

As she came down from the high of her climax, Kev held her close and brushed his lips over hers. “Nicole Landford, you are one hell of a woman.”

Chapter Eight

Kev held Nicole close as they swayed to a slow song in the middle of the crowded dancehall, and she snuggled against his chest. She felt so comfortable with him and he smelled damn good, of male musk and freshly laundered shirt.

He stroked one hand through her hair as they danced, and rested his chin on her head. She liked how that felt. Maybe too much.

It had been almost four weeks since the day her car had broken down at Kev’s ranch. Almost four weeks of great sex and feelings building up inside her that scared her shitless. She’d never been serious about any man, and she wasn’t about to start. Damn it, she was single and happy and intended to stay that way. Her parents had a good marriage and Nicole really didn’t have anything against serious relationships, except for herself. She loved her freedom.

Kev’s hips molded to hers as they swayed to the music, and her pussy tingled as she felt the firm outline of his erection through the thin material of her skirt. She liked that she had that power over him, that he desired her so much all the time. But what worried her was the way he seemed to be taking this sex thing way too seriously—he had from the start. It was good the month was almost up. She didn’t want him getting too attached to her. They would just have to be good friends.

She bit her lower lip. Could they go back to being friends after all they’d shared this month?

Country western music throbbed through the dimly lit dancehall that smelled of cigarettes and the yeasty odor of beer. Nicole had been in the mood for dancing, so Kev had taken her to the dance put on by one of the local clubs. But as they swayed to the music, she found herself wanting to be alone with him again.

The past few weeks their sex had been wild and passionate, but there were times when it had been slow and sensual. She’d never fucked one man so much, or for so long, and no other man had even come close to comparing to Kev when it came to sex. When it came to anything else…like emotions, maybe…she wasn’t even going to go there.

“What are you thinking about, hon?” came his low husky voice.

She tilted her head so that she could reach his ear. “Fucking your brains out.”

Kev stilled for only a second, them grabbed her by her hips and held her so tight against him she could feel his belt buckle digging into her belly along with his powerful erection.

He gave a low groan. “You say the sweetest things.”

Nicole laughed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and flicked her tongue in his ear. “I want you
now
, cowboy.”

Kev growled, a low throaty sound that told her how much she turned him on. He released her only long enough to grasp her hand and lead her through the crowd, and out the front entrance of the dancehall.

She expected him to take her to his truck, to go find themselves a deserted road, but instead, he yanked her around the corner of the hall and into the darkness. All she could see was Kev outlined by a pulsing blue neon light. A loud country western tune pulsed through the night in time with the pulsating sensation in her pussy.

With a quick movement that caught her off guard, Kev pinned her up against the wall. Nicole gasped as he pushed up her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and when he palmed her bare breasts, and tweaked her nipples, it caused her to cry out with excitement. He caught her mouth with his in a frenzied kiss that she matched with her own fervor. Her hands found his belt buckle, and in two seconds flat she had his incredible erection in her hands.

“God you turn me on, woman.” He grabbed her ass, hiked her legs up about his hips, pushing her skirt up around her waist. He pressed her tighter against the wall. Her nipples hardened even more in the cool night air, and her bare pussy was wide and exposed.

“Fuck me, Kev.” She squirmed as he took his erection in hand and brought it to her folds.

He drove his cock into her. Nicole barely kept from screaming at the intensity of the sensation of him thrusting into her, knowing they could be seen at any moment.

She gripped his shoulders as he fucked her hard and deep. She couldn’t help the sounds that escaped her, each cry blending into the night with the throbbing country western tune.

“I’m gonna come, hon,” he said close to her ear.

But she was already there. Kev barely captured her mouth in time to swallow her scream. She couldn’t have held it back if she’d tried. He groaned as his body jerked against hers and she felt the spasms of his cock deep inside her channel.

While they both fought to catch their breath, Kev held her tight.

“You’re all mine, you wild woman,” he murmured. “And I’m not about to let you go.”

Nicole wiggled out of his grasp and tugged down her shirt and her skirt. “You’ve got to stop that possessive crap.” She pushed her hair out of her face and eyed him squarely. “How many times do I have to tell you that you don’t own me?”

His mouth quirked into that sexy grin that always made her knees weak. “Doesn’t matter how many times you say it. You’re already mine.”

Nicole rolled her eyes and started to turn away, but Kev caught her in his arms. This time his kiss was oh-so slow, causing her head to spin and her brain to short-circuit.

When he pulled away his look was more than possessive. No use arguing with him tonight. She’d be his—for a day or two more, and that was it.