Stony Creek Cowboy [Stony Creek] (Siren Publishing Classic) (18 page)

“Let me get you inside and warm, baby. Thank you for letting me have a taste of you,” Jackson murmured into her hair. Jackson placed a soft kiss on her head and lifted her up into his arms. While carrying her into the house, she snuggled into his protective embrace. She felt almost numb, she was so overcome from his thorough pleasuring of her body. And pleasure her he did, she thought delightedly. She softly kissed him lovingly as he entered the house through the back door and could taste her own musky flavor on his lips, reigniting her passion for him.

He made his way around the dogs up to her bedroom where he gently put her down. His eyes were smoldering as he looked down on her. She turned to him and ran her hands possessively up to his shoulders to push his jacket off to the floor. She worked her hands on the buttons of his shirt, not lifting her eyes to his but rather focused on the task, licking her lips in anticipation. She heard him groan as he watched her tongue slide over her lips and bit down gently in concentration. His chest was slowly revealed inch by inch to her gaze. He was such a gorgeously fit man. Billie ran her hands over his wall of a chest as she leaned in and ran her tongue down as far as his parted shirt allowed. Jackson closed his eyes in pleasure on feeling her mouth begin to explore his body.

“Jackson, you are such a delicious man. I cannot believe a man as masculine as you wants a bookish woman like me.”

His gazed burned electric pulses of arousal right to her groin, causing her thighs to clench.

“If all bookish women looked and acted like you, then I would be in serious trouble, baby. However, I have never in my life met any sort of woman like you. You are like a sweet treat that I never want to stop savoring.”

With that, he lowered his head and ran his tongue over the curve of her neck while divesting her of her shirt with one loud tear from her body. She stiffened in shock that was soon replaced with her deep moans as he ran his hands up her belly to the undersides of her breasts, running them back and forth. He bent his head further to suck her nipple through the satin of the bra he had so admired earlier in the day. Billie felt the flames burst within her as her thong was soaked with fresh cream. As Jackson unfastened her bra, she watched in amazement and unbelievable pleasure as he suckled her nipple into his mouth and bit down, causing electric pleasure-pain. Her pussy spasmed again in anticipation. His hands quickly undid her pants, pushing them and her thong off to the floor. Billie clutched at Jackson’s shoulders wildly, trying to melt into his body as he switched to suckle the other breast while swirling his tongue around her soft skin.

Jackson thought he had died and gone to heaven at the taste of her in the barn, but it seemed that he was never going to get enough of this woman. He felt her inquisitive hands run under the band of his jeans and one by one, agonizingly, release the buttons free with a loud pop after each. He felt as she did not waste a moment in slipping her hand erotically under the band of his boxers. He heard her sigh of pleasure that mingled with his own as she wrapped her hand around his pulsing erection. He felt as her thumb rubbed sensually back and forth over the bulging head of his cock and used his pre-cum as lubricant to run her hand up and down the focus of her pleasure.

Billie heard him groan as he straightened up and tilted his head back, obviously enjoying the feel of her exploring hand. The skin of his erection was so silky and tight, it made her mouth water to taste him again. As she leaned down to do just that, she was whisked up into his arms again. She felt him pull out of his jeans as he walked into the bathroom and put her down. Billie felt her body alive with passion as it had never been in her life. She took a glance in the mirror as she set about lighting candles and didn’t recognize the woman who looked back at her. Her hair was in complete disarray, her eyes darkened with passion, and her lips moist and swollen from Jackson’s kisses. The water was running, and she watched as Jackson filled the grotto tub. Billie closed her eyes momentarily in anticipation of making love to Jackson in that sensual alcove of a bathtub that she had had Sam and Phillip build.

“Baby?” she heard Jackson question as his strong arms encircled her from behind.

She leaned back into his strength to feel his huge erection pulsing into her lower back. It was so long, it just touched below his belly button. She rubbed herself against it a few times before she heard his sharply inhaled breath.

“Minx, you are going to kill me. If I don’t get inside of you soon, I am going to explode. I want that ass soon but for tonight, I am just going to prepare you. You are mine and I am going to spend the rest of the evening reminding you.” He looked at her with arousal blatantly evident in the tension of his stance, as if his cock wasn’t reminder enough.

“Jackson, I have been yours since the moment I met you. However, feel free to remind me as much and as often as you want to.”

“Thank you for your permission, Doctor, but I really wasn’t asking. Come with me now so I can fuck you into oblivion,” Jackson ground out.

She took his hand as he led her into the bathing area. Steam from the sunken tub cast a sensual tone to the space. Billie loved how the tub was completely hidden under stacked stone that even edged the top, like it was a hot spring. She had felt very decadent ordering it this way but must have instinctively known that there was an amazing man just waiting for her out here in Stony Creek, Wyoming.

Jackson stepped into the water first and groaned out a sigh of pleasure as he sank into the sculpted tub. She took his hand and stepped in after him. He had his hands on her hips and she watched as he just allowed his eyes to roam up and down slowly, taking in her soft curves. His lips curved into a devilish smile.

“Baby, you are perfection, from your soft, lush breasts, to this narrow little waist, to your gorgeous, fuckable ass. For now though, come here and let me pleasure you.”

He pulled her forward and moved her thighs to the outside of his as he sat on the submerged ledge. She slowly sank down, inch by inch, onto his huge erection.

With her head thrown back, she sighed in raw pleasure as she felt him stretch her channel deliciously tight. It was like being speared with a scalding poker of hot fire. His face was a mask of tight control as his hands tightened around her hips as her ass met his sack. They stared into each other’s eyes as she began to move sensually up and down his shaft, clenching as she got to the tip. Jackson leaned over her and roughly sucked the skin at the base of her neck into his wet mouth. As she continued to move up and down, increasing their pleasure, he bit her lightly, ensuring that there was another mark of his on her body that would brand her as his alone. His hands helped her increase the pace as one of his thumbs ran from where they were joined to the hood of her clit. He teased her by rubbing over and over it, eliciting rough cries from her throat. She felt the tip of his finger begin to run down the crack of her ass and swirl around the outside of her dark, puckered hole. She momentarily stiffened in shock.

“Easy, baby,” he crooned in her ear. “I am just stretching you a bit so I will be able to sink my cock into your amazing ass soon. Just relax and let me love you.”

Jackson suddenly pinched her clit with his thumb and forefinger, forcing an explosion of radiating ecstasy that pulsed from her pussy to the roots of her hair. Sensing her impending orgasm, he quickly slid his finger fully into her dark hole, pressing the sides of her soft, forbidden walls. Her pleasure raced on and on, forcing her thighs to squeeze Jackson’s violently while riding him hard. Her hoarse cries and clenching had him slamming her hips into his groin, bringing on an orgasm of epic proportions that made his cock feel like it would burn away. He continued to shudder and hold her tight against him as he released long, hot streams of his cum into her channel while roaring out his pleasure.

Billie just sagged against Jackson’s chest, panting uncontrollably from the bliss that he had just bestowed upon them. His harsh breathing rocked her as he caught his breath. She felt his light kisses over her head and cheeks as she rubbed her face against his wet body like a contented kitten.

“Jackson, that was…” She couldn’t find the words to describe the feelings that were running through her.

“Shh. Just let me hold you. Don’t try to think for once. Just be,” he murmured into her hair.

She didn’t know how long they lay there like that, but after a period of time, he turned on the jets and lovingly soaped up her body, worshipping her every curve. He even washed her hair, turning it into a lesson in sensual play as he used his fingers to coax every bit of pleasure not only from making love but a loving massage as well. God that man has amazing hands, she thought. Billie let out a giggle and thought that she could retire in Tahiti if she just rented this man out as a love slave.

“Are your brothers and cousins as amazing as you are when it comes to pleasuring women, Jackson?” she breathlessly asked him, practically purring in enjoyment.

He stopped his massage to roughly turn her to face him. “I wouldn’t really know that sort of information, madame, but I assure you, if you ever think to test any other waters, Powell or otherwise, prepare for not being able to sit on your ass for a decade.” His eyes blazed with heated jealousy.

She felt her pussy clench again in response to his possessiveness. “I wasn’t interested in learning firsthand, Jackson.” She tried to soothe him by running her soapy hands over his chest, placing light kisses on his sensuous lips.

“I just thought that we could make a fortune if we opened a sex ranch with the Powell men pleasuring women who need some affection both physically and psychologically. I have never been this relaxed or sexually satisfied. I think I am going to need to put this in the town’s paper under services for hire.” She purred into his ear. At his lopsided grin that followed, she tightened her arms around his neck in amusement.

“Just make sure my only client is one incredibly hot doctor who doesn’t have enough common sense to stay off of ladders. Also please do not mention this to my mother or aunt because they have been hankering for a vacation house. They might see this as a good idea to increase revenue without them having to do a lick of work!” He laughed out loud.

“Good god, woman, I ought to marry you,” Jackson moaned out as Billie kneaded his buttocks rhythmically with both of her hands. “I had no idea that your hands were so strong. Baby, if I knew what sort of doctoring you could do with those fingers alone, I might not have played so hard to get!”

Billie was sitting on Jackson’s back but facing his feet, her naked body pressed intimately against Jackson’s lower back while rubbing his butt. It turned out that he had a thing with his behind being rubbed, apparently a huge turn-on. Really, though, a soft breeze seemed to turn on Jackson. If Billie wanted to get any rest, perhaps this wasn’t such a good idea. Well, it’s not a bad way to go! she thought with a devilish grin. She had made them comfort food for dinner, her own gourmet version of a pot pie. Jackson was such a carnivore that she was hesitant to use only chicken, but he had devoured his own and all of her leftovers. How the heck the man had the body on him that he had, she had no idea.

Billie let her eyes wander over his taut buttocks, firm thighs, and sculpted calves. Years of ranching and life in the saddle had left him looking like a feast for the feminine eyes. It had better be only her eyes from now on, she thought suddenly. Images of Gwen’s evil verbal spewings interrupted her musings. Billie decided then and there that it was time for a talk about what was going on.

“Jackson?” she whispered over the soft crackle of the fireplace.

“Mmm-hmm?” was all the reply she heard.

“I want to talk about what is going on here, if it’s okay with you.”

Jackson lifted his head to look over his shoulder at her bare form that was sitting on his own naked skin. She knew that he could feel her hot folds pressing warm and moistly on his cock. He sighed in pleasure. With a suddenness that startled Billie, he bucked up, almost to throw her off, and flipped over onto his back. His hands were lightning quick as he caught her just as she was going to fall to the side and locked her against his groin. He wore a naughty expression that she couldn’t quite read. All she knew was that his fingertips were running lightly up and down her spine while he pressed his ever-present erection against her creamy femininity.

“I would think what was going on would be perfectly obvious to a trained doctor, such as yourself, baby. No?” Jackson quirked his lips up as though in innocent thought.

“Um, no. I was wondering what direction you see us going in. I mean, after this weekend, some things have changed.” Billie was rather nervous bringing it up. What if this didn’t mean as much to him as it did to her? What if it didn’t mean much to him at all? After all, the Powell men had legions of women on standby to become part of their world. They traipsed through Billie’s office every day talking about the Powell men, unaware of her personal vested interest. People trusted their doctors, and well, just unloaded their deepest thoughts and desires on them as though needing to vent.

“Okay, darlin’. Here is my take on what has occurred and where I think we are going. First of all, we made lots and lots of good love. Well, not entirely true. It was amazing, no, spectacular loving. Yep, that’s what it was. Oh, I guess it could also be referred to in medical terminology as practicing baby making. Sure, that’s it! Does that clear anything up for you, baby?” Jackson teased.