Page 37 of Forbidden Cowboy
The shag carpet tickles my feet. The back of my legs bump the edge of the bed. In a single swoop, he pulls my dress over my head. I sink into the quilted comforter.
He stops above me, openly drinking me in. “You’re so damn beautiful, Hope.” He positions himself above me and leans down, forcing me to lie on my back. His warm lips kiss the edge of my jaw. He dips to my neck leaving a sensual path over my skin.
I reach for his pants and he stops me. “Not yet darlin’. Let me cherish you first.” He lifts his head to face to me. His eyes are glossy and sultry. “You’re exquisite.” He runs his tongue across my bottom lip.
“You’re exquisite,” my breathless words put that half-smile on his face. I suck in my lower lip to taste him.
He growls deep in his chest. “And you’re sexy as hell.” His head lowers to the tender skin behind my ears. “I’ve dreamt of being this close to you every damn night.” His hand caressesmy thigh. He rains kisses down my neck until he finds the lace netting on the swell of my breasts.
My fingers dig into the quilt at my side to keep from reaching for his pants again. His hands slide up my back and he unclips my bra. I gasp when he flicks my nipples with his hot wet tongue.
“That’s my girl. Tell me what you like.” His large hands cup my breasts.
“I like it all.” My breath staggers.
His low chuckle drives my body wild with desire.
He suckles my breasts and swirls the nubs with his tongue. I can’t suppress my needy moan. I arch my body and lift my hips against him. He continues sucking, licking, and biting. Moving lower, he kisses and nips the skin across my belly. All the while, his hands run up and down my quivering legs.
He brushes his hand between my legs over my panties. “You’re so wet.” He hooks his fingers over my panties and slowly slides them off. My body is shaking with need. I’m grateful when his lips meet mine. At the same moment, his fingers dip inside of me finding the spot that drives another long moan out of me.
“That’s it, darlin’.” He moves his fingers in and out, teasing and probing.
I need more than this. “I need you inside me.”
He doesn’t argue this time. He yanks his shirt off and I fumble undoing his pants. He sheds his clothes, pins me to the bed and buries himself deep inside me. My hips rock back and forth in a rhythm of love. Our bodies join and the rest of the world fades away.
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LEVI
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LATER THAT EVENING, peace claims me. Hope lies on my chest with her head in the crook of my shoulder. I feel the rise and fall of her breathing. Her heart beating with mine.
I don’t want to ruin the moment. I don’t want to discuss a plan, or talk about our folks or the town. But I’ve seen the weight Hope carries with our unresolved issues. Plus, the conversation with my father has been nagging me.
I run my fingers along her silky bare shoulder. “I think there’s something deeper going on between our folks.”
I feel her still beneath me. “What do you mean? Deeper than the feud?”
“My pa came to see me off and he didn’t seem angry that we were going away together. He seemed almost sad.”
She tilts her head to face me. “Sad? Why would he be sad?”
“I don’t know.” I slip a piece of her strewn hair behind her ear. “It’s been playing in my head all weekend and the only conclusion is they’re not telling us something.”
Hope shakes her head. “We would know. The town would know.”
“Would they?”
“The town knows everything.”
“I have a gut feeling they don’t.”
She sits up and rests her elbow on my chest. “We should get them together and flat out ask.”
“That seems like a disaster in the making.”