Kinkade, Lea - I Got a Feelin' [The Chisholms of Texas 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) (18 page)

“Let’s go down to the beach, away from the lights, and do some stargazing. I’ll get a blanket for us to sit on.”

“Sounds like fun.” Samantha got up from his lap and waited as he grabbed an old blanket from inside the condo.

They walked down to the beach hand in hand as Ryan scoped out the perfect place for them to “stargaze.” Off the beaten path, but nothing between them and the stars. When he found the right spot, he pulled her to a stop and spread out the blanket. Samantha crawled to the middle of it and pulled him down beside her. It was late, and there was nobody else on the beach.

As he pulled her in to snuggle against his body, he maneuvered them so that they were lying on their backs. Her head rested on his hard bicep, and she sighed happily as they took in the vastness of the night sky. The moon was high in the sky and the stars were out in full force. Ryan pointed out several of the constellations to her as they lay in each other’s arms looking up at the sky.

“It’s beautiful,” she murmured as she gazed at the stars.

“Absolutely gorgeous,” he responded seriously. He had rolled onto his side facing her with his bicep still cradling her head.

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Samantha glanced up at him and realized he wasn’t looking at the stars at all. She felt his warm fingers on the strip of bare skin at her waist, kneading gently. She caught her breath as he bent down and took her mouth in an intense kiss. The kind of kiss that made a woman forget to breathe. He slanted his mouth over hers again and again, taking her breath into his body as he explored her mouth with his tongue. His hand moved up under the sarong and covered one breast over the material of her bikini. Pushing the scrap aside, he took her swollen breast and molded and shaped it with his hand. Her arms surrounded him and ran up and down the length of his muscular back with increased desire.

Tearing his mouth from hers, he groaned, “I need you, darlin’. Right here. Right now.”

Her eyes never leaving his, she brought her hands to his face and gently stroked him. Letting her love for him shine through her eyes, she responded, “Then take me, Ryan. I’m yours.”

He sat up and tore off his T-shirt. Her hands were already drawing her sarong off her body as he turned back to her. Quickly divesting her of her bikini top, he paused to look at her body in the moonlight. Keeping her eyes on Ryan, she watched as he levered his hips off the blanket and tore his swim trunks off his magnificent body. His cock stood at rigid attention.

He sank back into her for another deep kiss. She could feel his muscled chest rasping against her erect nipples and his hard cock against the remaining scrap of material covering her.

He dipped his head to nuzzle against her neck, teasing the sensitive skin below her ear and nibbling a path to her shoulder. Goose bumps scattered all across her body. Grabbing her bikini bottoms, he dragged them down her legs and tossed them aside. Spreading her thighs, he moved his big body between her legs. His mouth returned to hers again and again as he drank from her lips. Her hands caressed his shoulders and biceps as his onslaught continued.

He was draped over her, and her softer curves molded to his hard body, his cock pressed impatiently at her heated lips. As she opened her legs wider, his cock jumped, bumping against her swollen clit. She moaned softly and twisted beneath him restlessly. His hands slid over her hips and his fingers curled underneath her buttocks, cupping her as he spread her thighs apart.

She clung to him, kissing his throat and shoulders as he nudged his cock past her outer lips. He eased forward, thrusting into her with great care. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist and bowing her hips upward, causing him to sink farther into her body. She sighed with pleasure as her pussy stretched around his cock, fighting to accommodate his wide girth. The feeling was exquisite.

He surged forward, embedding his cock fully inside her, filling her completely. Her pussy pulsed and rippled over his hard length. “God, I love being inside you, woman. You take my breath away.”

With a groan, he withdrew and thrust forward again. And again. Their eyes locked on each other and he watched her as she gave into the pleasure surrounding her like the night air. His thrusts became faster and harder as he pumped into her again and again. Samantha could feel her orgasm hovering just out of reach. He continued to thrust into her repeatedly, murmuring his love for her. Reaching between their bodies he brushed her clit with his fingers. Once, twice, and she was soaring. As the waves of pleasure overtook her, she cried out her pleasure, whispering his name repeatedly. She hung on to his shoulders tightly, fearful of drifting away.

Samantha could tell he was close to his orgasm as well. His thrusts became wilder and a strangled sound escaped his throat. He thrust once, then twice, as his cum shot from his cock in waves and waves, coating the walls of her pussy. He continued to softly thrust in and out of her, grinding against her, as her pussy pulled the last of his orgasm from his now-spent cock. She lay still as he came to rest atop her.

She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. She couldn’t process anything but the mind-numbing ecstasy that fired through her brain. Ryan stayed close to her, inside of her, as he murmured her name and whispered soothing words in her ear. Finally moving off of her body, he fell to her side, pulling her on top of him. He framed her face with both hands, kissing her long and leisurely. His tongue delved deep as he explored the inside of her mouth. With a sigh, she melted against him. She snuggled into his chest and fell asleep listening to the comforting sound of his heartbeat as he caressed her back.

Samantha came awake as pleasure streaked sharply through her groin. As she looked down her body, she saw that Ryan was between her thighs with his mouth on her pussy. She could tell from the wetness drenching her thighs that he had been down there for some time.

“What are you doing down there?”

“If you have to ask darlin’, I must not be doing it right. Just lay back and relax. I’ve got things covered down here. Sweet cream butter, darlin’. Nothing better.” He grinned as he put his mouth back to work between her spread thighs. She drew up her knees on either side of his head, placing her feet flat on the blanket. He swept the tip of his tongue over her clit and suckled it, causing her pussy to throb with excitement and her breathing to grow choppy. He continued his leisurely assault between her legs and she arched against him in pleasure. Putting one hand on her stomach he held her down so that he had unfettered access to her hot, wet pussy. Samantha could feel the beginnings of an orgasm starting at the small of her back and spreading to her womb like electricity skittering down a live wire. With another flick of his tongue on her clit, she screamed out her release into the night. Ryan licked away the new honey, calming her with soft, slow licks of his tongue.

As she settled, he licked and kissed his way back up her body, paying particular attention to her breasts as he brought her nipples to pebble hardness. She could feel his hard erection against her thighs as he moved up her body, and she opened her thighs wider in invitation. He settled over her, his hands resting on either side of her head, as he continued to kiss, nip, and suck on her distended nipples.

Finally, his mouth reached hers, and they came together for a deep, hot kiss as their mouths melded together. She could taste herself on his lips as his mouth drank from hers. He slowly rolled them so that she was lying on top of his body. She could feel the hardness of his cock straining between them. Pushing up against his shoulders, she got to her knees and straddled him, his awakening cock bumping against the cheeks of her ass.

She lay over his chest and slowly slid down until the wide head of his cock made contact with her tight opening. Ryan flexed his hips, pressing for entry against her pussy lips. She groaned softly as the resistance subsided and his hard length slid inside her warm body. His answering groan told her all she needed to know.

She squeezed his cock with her inner muscles and slid down his cock another few inches, welcoming more of his stiff rod into her body as he hilted inside her. Samantha began to rock her hips, wanting him as deep inside her as he could be. Ryan let his head fall back onto the blanket in surrender as she rode his rock-hard cock to a white-hot orgasm, causing them to both cry out in ecstasy. His cum burst from his cock in jets as her pussy clenched him like a vise.

Limply, she sprawled against his chest, their bodies still joined. He held her in his arms as she quivered against him, his fingers gently skimming her silky back. His cock was still semihard inside of her as their breathing settled. They lay there quietly listening to the whisper of the wind and the crash of the waves against the rocks. She sighed deeply in satisfaction.

“That was amazing.” She whispered the words, not wanting to shatter the romantic mood.

“You’re amazing, darlin’.” He must have wanted to keep the romantic vibe going as well, as he murmured his response in her ear. She could feel his cock lengthen and harden inside her.

“Again?”

“I think I’ve got one more in me tonight.” He wrapped his arms around her and rolled so that she was beneath him, never losing their connection. He began to thrust slowly in and out of her body. His hard length slid slickly through her pussy and she could feel the heat they were generating. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his hips and arching into his thrusts.

Gasps and moans escaped her lips as he continued to push his throbbing cock into her tight pussy. Her hands clutching his biceps, he kept his thrusts to a gentle rhythm as they made love to each other.

He leaned down to her and kissed her gently on the lips, his mouth moving over hers in butterfly kisses. As their kiss ended, he began to increase the speed and strength of his thrusts. He began to stroke deep, causing an answering need in the muscles deep inside her pussy. Reaching down, he stroked across her clit with his fingers. Samantha felt the tremors begin in her lower back as they circled around to her cunt. Muscles grabbing at his cock, Samantha succumbed to the rapture.

Chapter 14

Jordan went into labor one afternoon in early January. The doctor had induced her labor due to her high blood pressure, which had returned in the later stages of her pregnancy. Everyone gathered at the hospital and held vigil until Alexander James Chisholm was born at 11:05 p.m. He was over one month premature, and he weighed just under five pounds, but he was otherwise healthy. After each member of the family had gotten their peek at the beautiful baby boy with the jet-black hair, they went home to give the mother and father a chance to rest. Samantha had volunteered, along with Cassie and Taylor, to take the new family supper several times after mother and baby, Lex, came home from the hospital. When Samantha made supper for them, Xander and Jordan always requested that she make enough so that she and Ryan could join them for the meal. Bonding over the baby, Jordan and Samantha grew closer to each other. Where before Jordan had been merely a friendly acquaintance, Samantha now counted the other woman as a real friend.

Except for Sandy, Samantha had not had a real friend since before she was permanently placed in foster care. She had learned early on that it was best not to make friends at school or at the various foster homes she was in, as she’d just have to say good-bye to them when she was moved again anyway. A couple of times, she hadn’t even gotten the chance to say good-bye. It had been a lonely existence, but she had thought she was sparing herself more pain.

Samantha shared with Jordan how she had grown up but had only confided in her that she’d been taken away from her mother due to neglect and that her father had never been around. Jordan had confided in Samantha that she didn’t know anything about her own father and that her mother had died more than four years ago. The women bonded over their shared experiences and became friends. Because Jordan and Ryan’s sister, Jessie, were BFF’s, Samantha got to know her better as well and was well on her way to making another friend from the Chisholm ranks. Samantha sometimes felt guilty for keeping some of her history a secret from her new friends, but Ryan assured her it wouldn’t matter to his family anyway, so there was no need for her to feel guilty.

Bach Florists was doing amazingly well. Samantha had made several changes to the shop, and they were well received by the customers as well as Celia. Celia was thrilled with her newfound freedom and went on several trips over the winter months. Come spring, she was planning to go on a ten-day Alaskan cruise.

Samantha was a regular fixture at Chisholm family celebrations, and most Sundays found her and Ryan at the family dinner table. Samantha still felt she needed to take on a few shifts at the shop on the weekends, so they couldn’t make it every Sunday, but they were there for most of them. When Samantha had to work, she insisted that Ryan join his family for Sunday dinner without her. He always brought her leftovers at the shop when he was done.

Samantha had slowly let her guard down with Ryan’s family and found that she absolutely adored Cassie and Alex Chisholm. Cassie was the epitome of the calm and self-assured rancher’s wife. She believed in hard work, but her family took precedence over everything else. She absolutely doted on her husband and children and grandchild. She didn’t dress in fancy clothes, and she didn’t wear a lot of makeup. With her Native American ancestry, she didn’t need to. She was of average height, maybe five foot six inches, and had a strong and calming personality. Her caramel-colored skin and green eyes had been passed onto her children along with her strong sense of family. She looked far younger than her fifty-eight years.