Lipstick and Leather: Three Sexy Cowboys, Three Sexy Tales (9 page)

Susan caught her breath right before Gray’s mouth touched hers. His kiss was amazing.

Everything she remembered and more.

His tongue met hers and she tasted his earthy male flavor. He smelled so good, of sun-warmed flesh and leather.

She fell into the kiss, got lost in the kiss. She wrapped her arms round his neck and drew him closer, tighter, feeling like she never wanted to let go.

So many times over the years her thoughts had turned to Gray but still she never returned.

If she had, maybe he would be married to her instead of someone else.

He’s married
, came the voice in her head.
He has a wife.

It was a dash of cold reality that had her pushing him away instead of holding him tight.

Gray drew away, a confused expression on his rugged features. “What’s wrong, Suze?”

“I can’t believe you kissed me.” She struggled to sit up straight but he wouldn’t let go. “You can’t kiss me. You’re married.”

A slow smile curved his lips. “Is that all?”

She frowned. “What do you mean ‘is that all’?”

“My
ex
-wife left me six months ago.” He stroked hair from her face. “It’s been a few weeks since our divorce was final. She’s a city girl. Big mistake thinking she could ever be happy in this country.”

“Oh.” Warmth started to spread through Susan as her heart leapt with excitement that he was free. She smiled and put her palm on his chest. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“That makes two of us.” He drew into his lap, settling her in his arms before bringing his mouth to hers.

His kiss was even more passionate. It was like all the years that had passed since that long ago summer were mere days. The love she had felt for him then had never left her heart and the fact that he was here, right now, and she was in his arms…nothing else in the world mattered.

She felt like a teenage girl again, the world filled with excitement and possibilities.

He drew back so that their gazes met. “Even as I moved on with my life, you were always there, a piece of you inside me.”

His words sent feelings of both happiness and regret through her. “I was afraid you would never forgive me.”

He brushed hair from her eyes. “I wish you would have given me the chance.”

“I wish I would have, too.”

“We can make up for it now,” he said before he kissed her again.

It was a forever kiss, one that lasted and lasted. One that touched her soul. It was so beautiful that tears gathered behind her eyes. A tear escaped and rolled down her cheek.

With a look of concern, he drew back. “Why are you crying?”

“It’s just so amazing being with you again,” she said softly. “That we’re here, together…it almost seems like it isn’t real.”

“It’s real.”

This time when he kissed her, passion rose within her and she felt the matching emotion in his kiss. Almost an urgency to it like they needed to make up for lost time.

He trailed his finger over one of her breasts, the touch feather light and enough to make her catch her breath. He lightly traced her nipple with his thumb and she sighed with pleasure.

As he cupped her breast with his hand, he slowly kissed his way from the corner of her mouth and along her jaw to her ear. The light touch of his breath made her shiver. He continued to move along the curve of her neck.

She sighed, loving the feel of his touch. Memory after memory of how things had been when they had fallen in love flowed through her like warm rain.

When his lips reached the hollow of her throat, she placed her hand over his and guided it down to the hem of her blouse. With his help, she pushed up the material until it was above her breasts.

For a moment he skimmed his fingers along the contours of her bra, over each of her breasts. His touch sent thrills through her belly and caused the desire already building inside of her to rise higher.

He eased the cups of her bra down, beneath her breasts. Her nipples grew harder and when he moved his lips from her throat to her nipple she gasped and slid her fingers into his hair.

He trailed his tongue in a slow circle around her nipple, lightly teasing it before he shifted her so that he could do the same with her other nipple.

“Gray.” She pressed her lips close to his ear. “Please” She caught her breath as he eased her off of his lap and settled her onto the blanket, knocking aside the sandwich bag and the thermos of lemonade. The only thing he paid attention to was her as he gently pulled her blouse over her head and tossed it aside. He adjusted her just enough to unfasten her bra, drew it away from her, and threw it on top of the blouse.

He moved between her thighs. His fingers felt warm and callused against her belly as he unbuttoned her jeans. She looked up at him and saw the intensity in his expression as he tugged her jeans so that they slid over her hips, down her legs.

When they were off, he set them on the blanket and reached for her panties. She had worn her sexy black panties and he gave a smile of appreciation. He eased them down and over her feet then put them aside, leaving her naked as he knelt between her thighs.

“I’ve dreamed of you just like this.” He pressed her thighs apart and braced himself over her as he pressed his jean-clad hips against her. “I’ve thought about you a lot over the years.” He lowered his face to hers. “I’ve missed you.”

“Me, too.” She bit her lower lip. “More than you know.”

“I think I have a good idea of how much.” He lowered his head and lightly teased one nipple then the other with his tongue and she whimpered for more. When he met her eyes again he said, “Right now I’m just thankful that you’re here. We have a lot of lost time to make up for.” She cupped the sides of his face. “Yes.”

“You’re beautiful.” He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her. “Beautiful,” he repeated against her lips.

Gray smiled as he looked down at Susan. Her eyes were heavy lidded, her lips swollen from his kisses. She looked incredible.

How long had he thought of seeing her like this again? How long had a part of him held out hope that she would come back?

He sat on the blanket and she watched him toe off one boot and then the other before undoing his shirt and shrugging out of it then tossing it somewhere behind him. She trailed one of her fingers up and down her belly as he peeled off his socks. His jeans went next, followed by his briefs.

When he was naked, he moved beside her, kissed her, and stroked her hair. “Look at you.

You’re here.”

“I’m here,” she echoed. “And I want to feel you inside me again.” He brushed his lips over hers. He spread her thighs wide as he pressed his hips against her.

She grasped his upper arms. “Please. I need to feel you. I need to know this is real.” He positioned his cock then slowly slid inside her and her eyes widened as he filled her.

She felt as tight as when he took her virginity.

She moaned, her eyes closing as she fell into the sensations. The sounds of her whimpering cries grew louder as he took her.

“Look at me.” He stared into her green eyes when she opened them. “I want you to watch me as I take you.”

He moved in and out of her and her eyes never left his. He slowed and pressed himself tight against her for a moment so that he could stop himself from climaxing too soon.

“Don’t stop.” She squeezed his biceps. “Please don’t stop.” He started pumping his hips again when he knew he had himself under control. The feel of her against his groin made him hotter and the smells of their sex increased the heat he felt inside.

She arched her hips up to meet his and moved in time with him. Her face grew even more flushed and he felt sweat begin to trickle down the side of his face. Heat burned him and the way she looked at him, like she had never felt this way with any man before, made him even hotter.

Her eyes widened and she came with a cry. He wondered if she could have been heard across the valley, but he didn’t care. He loved the sound of her cries. Loved the way she looked when she came.

He thrust in and out, feeling his own climax moving closer and closer. And then his vision almost went black as he came hard.

The orgasm was so powerful he shouted as he came. All he could think about was the way it felt coming inside of her, as her eyes looked into his.

Gray handed Susan the pair of wire cutters. “You’re pretty good at that.” The tool felt solid in her gloved hand. “My dad was a great teacher.” It took effort, but she finished wiring the fencepost and snipped the end of the barbed wire. “Funny how some things you never forget.”

“Like you.” He took off his work gloves and stuck them in the back pocket of his jeans. He took her cowboy hat off and set it on the top of the fence post then grasped her by her shoulders and stroked her arms up and down. “You are unforgettable.”

“I’m sweaty.” She tucked her own gloves in her pocket. “And need a shower.”

“You are beautiful.” He nuzzled her ear. “But I’m up for a shower if you’ll join me.”

“Deal.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her mouth to his.

She loved his kisses. They were amazing. Every time he kissed her she felt special and she felt loved.

The two weeks since their reunion at Turkey Springs had passed by so quickly that it was almost like the days hadn’t happened yet. But they were filled with such good memories that no matter what happened, she would treat each one like a gem. Precious.

He swatted her on the butt. “Come on then.”

She laughed and went to Princess. The mare gave Susan a look that seemed to say, “Girl, you’ve done fallen for the man again.”

Yeah, she had. And now she was going to have to go through heartbreak all over again.

She’d needed to explain to Gray what had happened nine years ago. She hadn’t expected them to start where they’d left off nine years ago.

Despite the sun beating down on them, and the dusty trail back to the ranch house leaving her skin feeling like it was covered in dirt, the ride back with Gray was enjoyable. Being around him filled her with a sense of happiness that she had no business feeling when it was almost time for her to leave.

Could they have a long distance relationship? Would it work?

After they cared for the horses, they headed into the ranch house. It was cool inside, a respite from the baking sun.

While he started the shower in the large master bathroom, she started stripping out of her clothing. “Sweat, horse, and dust. Cowboy’s cologne,” she said.

He grinned. “And cowgirls smell of dandelions and daisies.” She stood naked in front of him and tilted her head to the side. “So that means I don’t need a shower?”

He swooped her into his arms. “Not a chance.”

She laughed and held onto him, feeling his naked hard, muscular body against her own. He set her in the shower, directly under the spray. She sputtered as she got a face full of water and he laughed.

“I swear I’ll get even.” She turned to face him as she stood out of the line of fire.

He snorted. “Sure you will.”

She held back a grin. “You just wait.”

He stood behind her as he poured shampoo onto his palm and worked it into her hair. It felt so good that she sighed with pleasure. He rubbed her scalp, the feeling indescribably delicious.

His erection brushed her backside as he massaged her scalp and rinsed her hair.

Water pounded down on her back as he put shower gel on a scrubby and started soaping her with it. He scrubbed her from head to toe, cleaning the grime away. When he reached her breasts he soaped them before rinsing them off and lowering his head. She caught her breath and held onto his shoulders as he sucked each one so that they were hard, aching.

He eased down on one knee and soaped her belly and legs, skimming over her mound but not touching her between her thighs like she wanted him to.

After he teased her, he soaped the hair of her mound and slid his fingers between her thighs. She held on tighter to his shoulders as he rinsed her off.

He put his palms on the insides of her thighs, pressed them apart, and moved his face closer. She held her breath as he skimmed the curls of her mound with his lips then licked her clit. Her knees almost buckled from the intense sensation, the feel of his tongue on her. He slid his palms onto her ass and pressed her closer. She gasped and shivered as he tasted her.

A buzzing started in her ears and she closed her eyes as the world began to slip away and her climax stormed closer. All that remained was Gray with his head between her thighs and the feeling of what he was doing to her.

She moaned as the oncoming orgasm charged forward. Her body started to vibrate, her thighs trembling.

And then she came with such force her whole body jerked and her eyes flew open. She shook as he continued and she rode out the orgasm as long as she possibly could.

When her body finally settled, her climax fading away, he stood and smiled down at her then pressed his lips to hers.

“My turn.” She gently pushed him under the spray. “Hand me the scrubby, big guy.”

“Bossy woman.” He was so tall he had to duck under the spray.

She took her time lathering him up and scrubbing his broad shoulders and muscled chest.

He had thick, powerful thighs and she got down on her knees to scrub him down to his feet.

After she washed his feet, Gray watched as Susan eased herself up so that her face was close to his cock. It ached as it grew harder yet. She moved her hand up and down his erection, lightly trailing her fingers from the base to the head. He gritted his teeth as she teased him, making it harder and harder not to take her down and pin her to the shower floor and drive his cock inside her.

Her tongue darted out as she licked the head and he groaned from need for her. He was practically shaking from having to hold himself back. She licked the underside of his cock from the base to the tip. He nudged her lips with it and she let it slip into her mouth and lowered her head until he was at the back of her throat. Her warm, wet mouth felt so damn good he could hardly see straight. She worked his cock with her mouth and her hand until he almost wasn’t able to continue standing.

He didn’t know how he could keep from coming and when she grasped his balls and squeezed, he just about came undone. Stars sparked behind his eyes and he was so close to coming he almost couldn’t stop himself.

“No.” The words came out tight as he reached for her.

She looked surprised and she gasped as he turned her around and lifted her so that her hands were on the shower wall, her back to him. He grasped her around the waist, her skin so soft beneath his callused hands.

He moved her so that she was bent over a little and her ass was at a good position and then put his cock right where it needed to be.

Water blurred Susan’s eyes but the heat of their passion seemed to turn the water to steam. She waited for that moment when Gray would be inside her.

He drove his cock in and buried himself deep. Her eyes widened and her heart pounded as he started to move in and out, his pace increasing with powerful thrusts. This was no gentle love making like they often shared. It was a good, hard fuck, and she loved it.

She still felt weak-kneed but his hands on her waist and the shower wall beneath her palms helped her keep her balance. She closed her eyes and felt the intensity of his need. It was need that she felt equally.

Her breathing grew faster, harsher and then her knees almost gave out on her when he started playing with her sensitive nipples.

The feeling of him inside her, and the way that he touched her, brought her orgasm closer and closer. He rolled one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger then reached between her thighs with the fingers of his other hand. He stroked her clit and she felt like she was going to come unglued and collapse all over the shower floor.

A powerful climax stormed through her and she let loose with a cry. She didn’t care if anyone heard two counties away. It was one hell of an orgasm that felt like it was going to carry on forever.

He came just moments after she did, letting out a loud groan of his own. He throbbed inside her and she loved the feel of him as he came.

His cock still inside her, he leaned over her back and held her as the water rained down on them.