Shane (9 page)

“Sounds like heaven to me.”

“What did you get up to today?” he asked while
cutting the pizza into slices.

“I didn’t get drunk you’ll be happy to know.”

She looked up and smiled. He handed her two plates
and napkins. They walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Lacey
kicked off her shoes and lifted the soles of her feet to face the flames. “I
got a job and a place to live.”

Shane looked at her.
“Both in one
day?”

She nodded. “I had some help from your mom. She is a
sweetheart.”

“That she is. She
know
of
someplace?”

“Yep, her café, and she’s letting me live above it.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Welcome to Timber Creek,”
he said lifting a slice of pizza.

She tapped her slice against it.

“And I’m going to lunch at her place with the rest
of your family on Sunday for your niece’s birthday.”

“Well, that’s a great way to get thrown in at the
deep end of meeting my brothers.”

“I already met Flynn.”

“You’ve really been a busy bee.”

“That I have. So what did you do?”

He took a deep breath. “I might not have a hunting
accident on my hands after all.”

“Really, how come?”

“You don’t want to hear about it.”

“I do. I mean I don’t mind hearing about police work,
but if you can’t tell me that’s okay too.”

He patted her on the knee. “I can’t say much about
it right now.”

She nodded. “You know I could stay by this fire all
night.”

“Really?”

“You’re not going to send me out in the cold are
you, Sheriff?”

He bit his lip then laughed.
“As
if I’d do that with a new resident.
What sort of name would I get?”

Shane ran his hand over her thigh.

“No dress tonight?” he asked.

“Too cold.”
She
loved the little cleft in his chin. She reached out and touched it. “These are
heredity,” she said.

“Yeah, all my brothers have them. My dad had one
too.”

“So how long ago did your dad die?”

“Twenty-five years.”

“You must have been still young.”

“Fifteen.”

“You know that makes you fifteen years older than
me.”

“You ever dated an old man before?”

“No, and is that what we’re going to do?”

“You want to?”

Suddenly she didn’t know the answer to that. She
wanted to but what if they got serious? What if the same thing happened? She
knew lightning didn’t strike twice but…

“I sense some hesitation here. You just like sex and
nothing else or what?”

She shook her head. “I guess I should come clean and
tell you the reason I left Boston and came looking for some new life miles
away.”

“Geez, don’t tell me you’re on the run
and
I
have to take you in.”

She slapped his knee as he burst out laughing.

“I was left at the altar.”

There, the first time she’d told anyone who hadn’t
been there on that awful day.

“You mean you got dumped?”

“No, literally stood up at the altar.
Me
waiting in the room to the side of the church, waiting
and waiting, music playing a few times when we thought it was the groom.” She
shook her head, almost wanting to cry remembering the humiliation of that day.

“You’re joking right?”

“Wish I was, but no, he decided he wasn’t marriage
material and didn’t have the balls to say anything before the big day.”

“Geez, son of a bitch.”

He squeezed her hand.
“Hence my
reluctance to get involved.”

She couldn’t stop herself now. A tear ran down her
cheek.

Shane took her plate and put it on top of his. He
leaned over and hugged her.

“If it makes you feel any better, I was dating a
girl from L.A. She thought she’d like to settle her, and then, wham, decided I
was a hick and this was one little hick town. Hurt me pretty bad”

“I’m so sorry. Is that why you were so arrogant when
I first strolled into your office?”

“Me arrogant?”

“Yes, you were.”

He grinned. “Okay, I might have been a tad,
domineering.”

She kissed him. “For a domineering old man, you have
the softest, cutest lips,” she said, running her finger over the lower one.

“Are we going to make love again?” asked Shane
running his fingers drown the front of her sweater.

“You want to?”

“I do, and you can start by taking off all your
clothes.”

****

There was something about the warmth of a roaring
fire on your bare ass that not only felt good, but was a turn on too. Of
course, straddling a sexy cowboy might have something to do with it too.

Lacey opened her mouth, allowing Shane’s tongue to
slip over her lips and flick against hers. His left hand wrapped around her
hip, settling on her butt while the other slid between their bodies quickly
landing on her mound. He applied more pressure to her butt cheek while the
finger on his other hand found her clit. She gave a little moan.

“Someone likes that,” he whispered.

She wiggled her hips as his other hand slid into her
crack. His long middle finger teasing her pussy as the other one went to work on
her clit.

“Bet you’re never experienced the double cowboy
treat.”

She burst out laughing.

“What you don’t think it’s real?”
asked
Shane.

“What I think is that you made it up.”

“Who me?”

“Yes you.”

She kissed him, feeling his finger go higher into
her channel, finding the G-spot yet again. He pumped her, the other finger
applying pressure to her clit.

She wasn’t sure which was causing more pleasure. She
didn’t care. The bottom line was it was erotic, felt good, and oh my god, had
she just gone cross-eyed?

“Shit, Shane, this can’t be for real because…”

She pushed her head down on his shoulder, positive
the amount of drool coming from her mouth was matching the amount of juice
sliding from her pussy.

Lacey ran her teeth along his collarbone, taking
deep breaths, wanting it to last but so wanting to go over the edge to
paradise.

“You want it harder and faster baby?”

She licked his skin, tasting the sandalwood cologne,
bucking against his fingers, thrusting her hips and then it hit her.

Double orgasm
.
Was
that possible?

She slid down his body. Shane catching her was the
only thing that prevented her from going to the floor with a thud.

“Fuck me and soon,” she said.

“Hey, hey, I give the orders around here.”

He ran his hand down her face and kissed her, and
then handed her a condom.

“Sheath me,” he said. “I don’t like a woman straddling
me when we do it, so you better make it up to me after.”

Lacey slid the rubber on him, raised her hips and
then impaled herself down on his cock.

He tickled the very edge of the opening of her anus
as she began bouncing gently on his lap, feeling his cock spear the back of her
pussy walls. She raised herself up, her breasts brushing over his lips. He took
a nipple between them and sucked as she rocked her hips in a steady rhythm.

Shane pressed against her anus, making his cock feel
bigger and tighter inside her. He sucked her tit making it ache and throb, but
in a good way. She flicked her hips forward and held onto his shoulders, her
chin going up in the air knowing she was slipping into an erotic abyss.

Feeling her pussy pull as Shane pressed harder on
her ass, she let herself go, allowed herself to cross the barrier of complete
gratification, whimpering into the side of his neck as she came not once, but
twice, and in very quick succession.

He ran his fingers through her hair with one hand,
the other massaging her butt.

“Once you recover, it’s my turn,” he whispered.

“Whatever you what me to do, just name it.”

Chapter
Seven

Shane had never played this game before. Hide and
seek for grown-ups. He’d counted to twenty while Lacey searched through his
house looking for somewhere to hide. He hoped she didn’t find a lot of dead
ends like the closet in the hallway.
That almost made him
laugh
. In fact, it almost made him
come
thinking
about taking her in such a confined space. Once he found her he was going to
make love to her in a way neither of them
would
ever forget.

Time was up.

He stood, and then headed into the kitchen. He
opened the pantry door.
Nope, not in there.
He walked
along the hallway, stepped into the bathroom, took two paces over to the bath
and pulled back the shower curtain. He was sure she’d be behind it, but he’d
been wrong.

Wondering if she’d found his bedroom, he walked
across the hallway and pushed open the door.
So far there was no sign of
her.
He checked his closet, nope, not in there either.

His next stop was the two spare bedrooms, and she
wasn’t in either of those rooms.

That left only the basement.

He flicked on the light and headed down the stairs.
He couldn’t see her, but then as he turned the corner into the main room, she
saw an outline of something on the pool table. He flicked on the light and
smiled.

She was lying on top of it, on her side, hip, and very
nice ass in the air.

“You were supposed to hide,” he said walking over to
her.

“I did. See how tough it was to find me?”

He ran his finger down the edge of her hip and
thigh, sending tiny sparks into his own body. His cock twitched, anticipating
what would happen next.

The rule of the game was to take her wherever he
found her.

“I never imagined a pool table could feel so good,”
said Lacey running her hands over it. “Must be the felt top, it tickles my
boobs.”

“This once belonged to my dad.”

“You think he’d approve of me lying on top of it?”

“Hard to say, but I know he wouldn’t approve of me
doing this.”

He grabbed hold of her, pulled her toward him until
her butt balanced on the edge, and then spread her legs. He rolled on the
condom.

How could a woman be so beautiful? The thick tuft of
dark curls bordering the pink folds, the pussy opening that glistened in the
light, with a drop of her cum clinging around its rim.

Now he was spoilt for choice.
In a
dilemma.
Should he take her right like this? Or should he flip her over,
spread those legs and take her from behind?
Both sounded equally satisfying.

No reason he couldn’t do both.

Shane lifted her off the table and without saying a
word and turned her around. He ran his hands over her body, down her back, and
over that sweet ass of hers. He slapped it before bending her over and pushing
her thighs apart with his hands. She stretched her arms out in front of her,
those pretty pink polished nails such a contrast to the dark green felt of the
table.

Taking his cock in his hand, he slid into her pussy.
He felt it greet him like it was welcoming back a long lost friend. He held her
hips as he slowly thrust, each one getting harder and deeper until he saw her
pull her nails across the surface of the felt.

Slowly she pushed one of her hands down in front of
her, and he knew she was giving herself some self-gratification. He was fine
with that. In fact, it turned him on imaging her finger going to work on the
erect nub.

He pushed harder inside her channel. Digging his
feet into the pile of the carpet, he felt himself getting very close to
climaxing.
 
Lacey mumbled, and he guessed
by the grip on his cock that she’d just climaxed.

Shane thrust harder, throwing his head back and squeezing
his eyes shut as he saw stars and fireworks, and then a happy release. He
leaned his body forward, resting his chin on her back. They breathed together.
In perfect harmony.
He could even hear her heartbeat, and it
was keeping time with his own.

He pulled out of her and she turned around and slid
her butt up on the edge of the table while wrapping her legs around him. She
rubbed herself against his now subsiding erection.