Kinkade, Lea - I Got a Feelin' [The Chisholms of Texas 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (13 page)

Samantha grasped his hard length gently with both hands and still she didn’t cover the entire length of him. Bending over him, she touched the tip of his cock with her lips, gently licking off a drop of pre-cum as it leaked from the slit. Slowly bringing his length into her mouth, she swirled her tongue around his length making him groan.

One hand dropped away as more and more of his length was fed into her mouth. The second hand dropped away as he felt his cockhead bump against the back of her throat. She swallowed against him and another inch slid into her mouth. Placing her hands against his upper thighs, Samantha’s head began to bob up and down as she worked his length in and out of her mouth slowly, breathing through her nose.

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With a groan, his hands moved from her shoulders to grasp her by the hair, holding her head at a particular angle that he liked. He began to move her head back and forth, thrusting faster and faster into her steamy mouth. He could feel the tension tightening in his balls. His orgasm was building inside him, and he couldn’t stand it anymore. He shoved his throbbing cock to the back of her throat as he felt his cock begin to spasm, his cum shooting out in wave after wave, painting the back of her throat. She had to swallow again and again as his orgasm took over and his entire body began to shake. Falling back against the mattress with a groan, he kept repeating her name in a breathless voice.

She got up off her knees, placed her hands on either side of his head, and bent over his body to kiss him gently on the lips. He could taste himself on her lips and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her onto his heaving chest. Shimmying them farther onto the bed, he reversed their positions so that he was leaning over her, their mouths still fused together in a deep, soul-wrenching kiss.

Moving onto his back, he pulled her head to his chest and hitched up one of her knees so it rested on his thigh. He lay there catching his breath from the amazing orgasm. He was in awe of her. That had to have been the best blow job in his life. He knew she had done that for him out of love. That’s what made all the difference. He knew she loved him. Now, he just had to get her to admit it to herself.

As he continued to hold her, he became aware that Samantha was lying in his arms still completely clothed. He would have to quickly remedy that, as he wanted to be inside his woman. He shifted their positions and she opened her eyes and stared into his. With his free hand, he began to undo the buttons on her blouse. Her nipples were hard, little beads pushing through her bra and blouse.

The blue in her eyes began to deepen with need as he brushed his fingertips over her nipples through her scanty lace bra. Her hands went to the last two buttons on her blouse and undid them while his hands went to the front clasp on her bra and set her bountiful breasts free of the restriction. Her nipples were swollen and tight with need. As he sat up on the bed, one of his hands went to the snap on her jeans and flicked it open as his other began to work her zipper down.

She sat up and shrugged out of both her blouse and bra. Naked from the waist up, her breathing changed when she looked into his eyes. He quickly lifted her bottom from the bed as he dragged her jeans and panties over her hips and down her legs. Tugging them free of her feet, Ryan turned to her with clear intent in his eyes.

Returning to her mouth, he brought their lips together in another ravenous kiss as his hands skimmed up and down her body, cupping her gorgeous breasts and trailing over her moist heat. Samantha drew one knee up and dropped her leg to the side, opening herself up to his gaze. Seeing the evidence of her arousal, Ryan couldn’t resist sliding his fingers through her tight curls. His fingers came away slick with her dew, and he brought them to his mouth for a taste. She moaned in response and opened herself further to him as she slid her thighs farther apart.

Settling his big body between her thighs, he kissed and caressed his way down from her breasts to her thighs. Giving her a kiss on her stomach right above her mound, Ryan dipped one finger gently into her wet pussy to test her readiness. His finger slid easily into her channel and, as he pulled back out, he crooked his finger to touch her sweet spot. She let out a little shriek of pleasure as his finger found the spot again and again. She arched her body into his touch.

Keeping his finger in her channel, his thumb found her clit, where he rubbed with smooth, fluid strokes. Looking in her eyes, he repeated the motion again and again. He knew he was ratcheting up her desire with each smooth stroke. Taking his fingers away, he replaced them with his mouth and tongue, causing her body to arch away from the bed and toward his mouth. He licked her thoroughly, taking all her cream into his mouth as she continued to moan. He could feel her thighs tensing and knew she was nearing her orgasm. Flicking her clit mercilessly until she shattered with a cry, Ryan brought her to climax.

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Coming back to herself, Samantha saw Ryan watching her with his glittering, green eyes. He bent down for a hard kiss, and she felt his hard length as it rested against her thigh, right next to her drenched pussy. Coming up on his knees, he positioned his cock at her swollen entrance and pushed slightly into her. She moaned her frustration. She wanted him seated to the hilt inside her right now. She’d never felt anything as good as Ryan Chisholm’s cock inside her. He’d ruined her for all other men.

He smiled a little as he began to rock into her a little more with each thrust until he was all the way inside her. Pumping in and out, he stroked her sweet spot with every pass he made. The head of his cock brushed against her cervix as she braced her feet more firmly on the bed. She could feel every bump and ridge on his engorged cock as he pistoned in and out of her. Her orgasm began to build stronger and stronger until she finally shattered into a thousand pieces. Riding her deeply, Ryan cried out as he found his own release. She could feel his cock pulsing inside of her as he filled her pussy with his seed and he ground against her until the last spasms passed.

“Are you all right?” He was looking down at her with a smile on his face.

“I’m great.” As he moved to pull out of her she quickly wrapped her legs around his hips, holding him to her. “Stay,” she said softly. “I want to feel you inside me a little longer. You’re not too heavy.”

Giving her a chance to unclasp her legs, he rolled over gently so that she lay on top of him. Lying like that, with his cock still resting inside of her, she felt so close to him. She thought he must be able to feel her love for him radiating out from her entire body.

She clenched her inner muscles, and he groaned as his cock began to harden again inside her. She could feel another piece of ice fall away from her heart as she felt a deep satisfaction that this man wanted her so much. That he loved her. She wanted to stay this way with him all night and wake up in the morning and start over again. She wanted to stay wrapped up in his strong arms forever and bask in his love.

Chapter 10

The Sunday morning of her first lunch with Ryan’s family dawned dark and dreary. Southern Texas was experiencing a record drought so she knew that the rain would be welcome by the ranchers in the area. Samantha just hoped it wasn’t an omen of things to come as far as her relationship with Ryan’s family. Neither of them had to work today, so they slept in late. They’d made love until the wee hours of the morning. Christmas was five days away. Samantha woke up in Ryan’s warm embrace, as was the norm these days. As she lay quietly with her head on his shoulder, listening to the steady beat of his heart, she thought about what Christmas would be like at the Chisholms’. She was torn about going with Ryan.

On the one hand, she didn’t want to make any mistaken assumptions about the seriousness of their relationship. He said he loved her, but other men had said that to her before only to shove her aside like she was nothing. On the other hand, she didn’t want to hurt Ryan or insult his family. Since that first time that he had invited her to Sunday lunch, Ryan had made weekly invitations to her to join him at his family’s house. She had pigheadedly refused. Now, she felt that maybe she had waited too long to maintain a casual air around the occasion.

As she lay there breathing in his spicy scent, she thought about what sort of message she would be sending if she went to the Chisholms’ Christmas celebration. Would she appear cocky? Presuming too much of what their relationship was or was not? Would she appear pathetic? Poor new girl in town who has nobody to spend Christmas with?

“I can feel the gears grinding in your head from here, darlin’,” said Ryan sleepily as he pulled her warm body more tightly to him. “Don’t worry so much. My family will love you. Jordan and Jessie already know you, and between the three of us, the rest of the family already feels like they know you. It’s not a big deal. Quit worrying. My mother asks every week when you’re going to come and have Sunday lunch with us. She was thrilled when I called her Thursday and told her you would come. She said she’s looking forward to getting to know you better.”

“So not helping with the whole nerves thing. You may enjoy getting the third degree, but that’s not my idea of a relaxing time. Maybe we should just wait until after the holidays to introduce me to your family.” As she tried to roll away from him and get out of bed, he pulled her naked body on top of his instead.

“Maybe you need something else to relax you.” He urged her head down to take her mouth in a devastating kiss.

“Don’t even think about it. If we don’t get up and get showered now, we’re going to be late.” She pulled away from his kiss and squealed as he slapped her ass in retribution.

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As they pulled up before the large house, Ryan explained what the other buildings in the area were and pointed out the building that housed the administrative offices of Chisholm Ranch Enterprises. It looked like a big red barn. Just like several other barns in the immediate area. Despite his numerous attempts to get Samantha out to the Ranch over the past several weeks, she had managed to avoid it. He drove past the house he shared with his twin, Ryder, and pointed it out to her, saying maybe they’d have time to stop in before they headed back to town. He pointed out the horse barns and told her that was where his horse, Shadow, was stabled. Despite not being interested in the business side of the Ranch, Samantha knew Ryan still had a strong affinity for the land and enjoyed riding on the Ranch every chance he got. All of the siblings kept horses there for just this purpose.

Ryan held her hand as they walked toward the front door to the big house, as he called it. The house did look huge. He told her it had seven bedrooms, but that he and his brothers had had to share bedrooms while they were growing up. His youngest brother, Eli, still stayed at the big house when he was home from traveling the rodeo circuit.

He didn’t ring the doorbell but just opened the front door and ushered her into the house. They could hear voices coming from the left side of the hallway and he motioned her that way as he called out, “Anybody home?” An ageless woman with black hair down to her waist and keen gray eyes came out into the hallway. This was Cassie Chisholm. Samantha had seen her many times over the past couple of months as she had started making more and more stops at Bach Florists.

“Ryan,” she cried happily. She gave him a quick hug and he hugged her right back. “Hello, Samantha. It’s very nice to have you here. Thank you for coming.”

“Thank you for having me, Mrs…uh, Cassie,” she stuttered, remembering Cassie’s insistence at the shop that Samantha use her first name.

“It’s long overdue,” she said with a smile. “Come on, we were just getting ready to head into the dining room. The food is already on the table.”

As they entered the dining room, Samantha could see and smell that the food was, indeed, already on the table. Everything looked and smelled delicious. Samantha remembered Ryan telling her that Cassie Chisholm had made sure all of her children could cook and thought to herself that they must have learned from one of the best. Although Samantha had never been to Ryan’s house, he had cooked several meals for them at her apartment. He was no slouch and liked to experiment as much as she did. One of the many things they had in common was their love of watching cooking shows and trying out the recipes on their own.

When she sat down in the seat Cassie indicated, she realized she was being put between Jessie and Ryan. Smiling shyly, Samantha took her seat and waited while Alex Chisholm said grace over the meal. Everyone started talking at once while at the same time passing the various bowls and platters clockwise around the table. It seemed to Samantha that her plate was full before half of the items were passed to her. Ryan took pity on her and put some extra of the remaining items on his own plate for her to try.

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Samantha surreptitiously stole another forkful of pasta salad from his plate, and Ryan looked around and found several members of his family watching the byplay with big smiles. His entire family knew how he felt about Samantha. He’d told them quite some time ago that he was in love with her and had enlisted their aid in his quest to make Samantha fall in love with him. His family had been unfailingly polite and kind today, as he would have expected, in their welcoming of Samantha into the family circle.

Ryan had asked them not to pepper her with a bunch of questions about her family. He had already shared with them what Samantha had told him about her childhood. He had also told them that he knew she wasn’t sharing everything with him, and that he was okay with that for now. Though he knew his mother was chomping at the bit to mother Samantha, he knew it would take a while for Samantha to let her do so.