Roping The Virgin (Cowboys & Virgins #2) (6 page)

“
O
h God
, are you naked?”

I close my eyes and then open them again, trying to see if I’m dreaming. I’ve been having trouble distinguishing with all the visions I’ve been having. The moon streams in from the windows and the glow lights up her skin. Her hair is undone and hanging all around her. She giggles a sweet throaty laugh as she leans down, pressing her bare body against me. I inwardly curse myself for not having at least taken my shirt off before I crawled into bed with her last night. I climbed in fully clothed and wrapped myself around her.

I thought the more I had separating us, the better. Now I’m questioning everything. I sure as hell didn’t expect to wake up to my woman straddling me. Naked. In fact, I thought I might wake to a hellcat who was pissed I stormed into the bar and punched someone just for touching her.

As if reading my mind, she slides her hands under my shirt and drags it up my torso. Her lips follow suit, trailing soft kisses as she works her way up my body. Tentative as first, but each one starts to linger longer, her tongue coming out for a taste of me. I reach out, wrapping one hand in her thick hair, grabbing as much of it as I can hold. I’ve fantasized about doing that from the first moment I saw her.

“Tell me I’m not dreaming.” My words sound pained. She takes a little bite of my chest, making me jerk. I close my eyes tight, trying to keep from cumming. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d woken up from a dream of her straddling me and discovering I’d cum on myself.

“That feel like a dream?” She looks up at me, and I hate that it’s dark and I can’t fully see her eyes. I bring my other hand to her hair and start to pull her towards me. I sit up to meet her halfway and our mouths connect, molding together like we’ve been doing it forever.

She moans into my mouth, and all control snaps. I have her on her back and beneath me before I even tell my body what to do. I can’t stop myself. I deepen the kiss, wanting to get as far inside her as I can. Wanting to taste every inch of her. Needing it more than I’ve ever needed anything.

She grinds her body against me, making it clear what she wants. I pull back and look down at her. Her eyes are wide, and seeing her naked beneath me is almost my undoing.

“
Más
,” she says, asking for more. Then she moves under me, moaning. I wonder if she’s still a little drunk. We could have only been asleep a few hours. I want her to remember our first time together, but I can give her more.

“I’ve got you,
mi alma
.” She gasps as I call her
my soul
. “I know what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”

I take her nipple into my mouth as she digs her fingers into my hair. I suck and lick the tight peak before moving to the next. My hands roam her body, wanting to touch every part of her.

She says my name in breathy moans, and it makes cum leak out of my cock. He’s begging for a taste of her for himself, but this is about her. My sweet Luciana. Everything would always be about making her happy, giving her anything she wants, to make her need me. I want her to crave my touch and to bind her to me so she’ll never leave.

I make my way down her body, giving her small kisses like she did me. Her legs spread wide, but her hips keep moving. She wants this as much as I do. I curse myself again for not having flipped on the nightstand light. I want to see all of her. Every inch exposed to me.

“Blake, please. I…” she trails off, the need thick in her voice.

I slide my hands under her ass, lifting her pussy to my mouth. I take one long lick, tasting every part of her, before circling her clit and taking it into my mouth. I suck gently and her body jerks as she screams out my name. Her legs tense, and she grips my hair tighter as she climaxes.

I grunt as I feel her release, and then I do the same, cumming in my jeans. We were both so close to the edge, this little taste was all it took to send us over. This has happened hard and fast with us, so I’m not surprised this was any different. It’s like we’ve been walking through the desert and we’re drinking water for the first time. I can’t get enough.

But what runs deeper between us has been building a lot longer than tonight. The tease of the last few months is crashing down around us. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she was the one. All this waiting for her to get here has been torture. But as she cums against my mouth and I cum into my pants, I know it was all worth it. I hump the bed shamelessly, not caring how pathetic this might make me look, because it’s the best orgasm of my life.

I could spend eternity between her legs.

When her body finally relaxes and all the soft pulses have stopped, I give her pussy one final kiss. I make my way up, running my lips over her curves along the way, enjoying the feel of her round hips and little tummy against my mouth. She makes humming sounds each time my lips touch her skin, until I’m finally at her mouth, taking another kiss.

When we are both breathless, I pull away and rest my forehead to hers. “Sleep,
mi alma.
”

Her eyes stay closed as I pull her into my arms and wrap my body around hers. I never want to let her go.

W
hen I wake
, I feel the warmth of the sun on my back and the warmth of Blake under me. I blush a little thinking about what we did last night. The leftover buzz from the tequila made me bold, but it was exactly what I’d wanted. What I’d been afraid to ask for sooner. I’ve wanted Blake since before I even knew who he was. When he was just a man who couldn’t keep his eyes off me.

I’m sure I could have found out in town months ago who he was, but something about that didn’t seem right. It was almost like I knew in my heart that one day I would find my way to him at the exact time I was supposed to. That things were coming together as fate intended. And lying here in bed with him now, it feels as though the time has finally arrived. I’m done waiting. I’m taking what I want. No more soft touches or quick kisses. I want Blake, and he’s going to be mine. All of him. I know this is where I belong, and we’ve waited long enough for this.

Blake’s big hands squeeze my ass, and I smile to myself. He’s had my cheeks gripped tight since I rolled over onto his chest. At some point I’d even stripped him of his shirt and jeans, leaving him only in his underwear. But now as I lie spread on top of him, I feel the naked head of his cock at my opening.

I look down and see that his hard cock has popped through the slit of his boxers, his wide girth no match for the tiny button. I spread my legs a little more and let his hard warmth press against my wetness. Oh God. That feels so good. So right.

“Lucy,” Blake moans as I allow his tip to enter me.

I glance at his eyes and see they’re still closed, so I decide to be a little bolder. I scoot down a tiny bit more, letting another inch of his massive length inside me. Wanting to feel as connected to him as possible. I want him in me, even if it’s only this little bit.

When I feel a tightness, I stop my progress. My virginity is stopping him from entering me, so I wait, remaining still as I try to relax. I move slowly, letting his first two inches stretch me. I rotate my hips in a circle until I feel the pinch ease and I can slide down on him a little more. Taking another inch of his thickness, I hold my breath, glancing up again to see if he’s still asleep and to check that his eyes haven’t opened. He blinks a few times, almost like he thinks he’s dreaming.

I feel his grip on my ass tighten, and I circle my hips again, loving the feel of him inside me. I bite my lip to keep from moaning, and then Blake tenses under me, his hips jerking. Suddenly there’s warmth spreading inside me, and I realize he’s just cum. I clench, trying to pull more of him into me, but he’s only a couple of inches in, and I feel his seed spill out between us and slide down his shaft.

“Luciana,” Blake says, and I look back to see his eyes full of so much pleasure. Want.

Before I can explain, he rolls us over and thrusts fully inside me. I moan at the fullness, glad the pain from before is gone.

Blake doesn’t move though, he reaches up and gently moves my hair out of my eyes.

“I’ve been dreaming about this moment since I laid eyes on you. I’m still not sure if this is real. Is this what you want?” I feel his cock flex inside me, and I nod. “Are you on anything,
mi alma
?”

For a second I want to kick myself, because I’m not. Not because I don’t want to have his babies, but because he may pull out and stop if I say that I’m not. But I tell him the truth, knowing I can’t lie to him. Not about something like this.

“No, I’m not protected. I’m a virgin. Well, I was,” I say, a blush hitting my cheeks. He leans down and softly kisses my lips. Then he pulls back to look at me.

“I was, too.” His smile is big, like he’s proud of it, and in a crazy way, my heart nearly bursts with excitement.

“Seriously? How is that even possible?”

“I just wanted to wait for the right one. I wanted to make love for the first time to my wife.” He moves slowly in and out of me, enunciating his words.

The weight of what he’s saying hits me, and love flows through me in waves.

“Blake,” I whisper, not sure what to say.

“I don’t want anything between us, and I don’t want anything stopping us from making a baby, Lucy. I’ll take you down to the courthouse first thing Monday morning and make this official. But first I’ll do right by you and ask your family. I know they’re important to you, and I want to respect that.”

I wrap my arms and legs around him, molding as much of my body to his as possible. It makes all of this seem even more right, because he understands what is important to me. I’m who I am today because of my family, and they’re the reason I had the courage to come here. To find him and to find my life.

“I love you, Luciana. I have since the second we locked eyes. Everything I’ve been telling you I want, it’s all been about you. All of it. The life I want out here, making babies, and raising them with you. Having beautiful girls with long dark hair that I can braid. Having little boys with your big brown eyes learning to care for the animals here. All of it,
mi alma
. All of it with you.”

“I love you, too, Blake. I knew you were the one the day I stepped on this ranch. This was it for me. You’re it for me.”

We kiss, and I feel both of us pour our hearts into it. He moves inside me, his hard length possessing every inch of my body. He’s owning me and making me his as he makes love to me.

This has been a whirlwind, coming here to the farm and falling in love with Blake. But all of it feels so incredibly right.

His thrusts speed up as my tongue sweeps into his mouth, and I moan at the possessiveness of his body over mine. His excitement fuels my own, and I feel myself build to an orgasm. The tension rolls over my arms and legs, and I raise my hips to meet his. I’m so close, and so is Blake. The big muscles of his arms tense, and he’s about to unleash inside me.

The thought has my orgasm rushing through me, and I cry out against his lips as it takes me over the edge.

“Luciana,” he growls, holding his cock deep inside me and filling me with his warm seed.

I cling to him as the pleasure pulses between us, and his soft lips press kisses to my neck. It’s an orgasm unlike anything I’ve ever felt, and I smile as I think about how I get to do this for the rest of my life.