Page 6 of Hometown Cowboy

He leaned in and brushed his lips over her neck. Her gentle scent enveloped his senses, drowning him, intoxicating him. Goosebumps erupted on the skin beneath his lips and she shivered, proof that she did indeed feelsomething.

“I want you so bad, Ryan.”

Her whispered words cut through him as sharp as any knife. “I haven’t even kissed you yet.”

She let out a strangled sound. Hesitant palms pressed to his chest. He fought with every bit of strength left in him to keep it together. “You didn’t need to. Give me tonight, no strings.”

Indecision swallowed him. Spending the night with Darby was the stuff of dreams, something that he’d never dared consider. Something he’d wanted far longer than he could admit.

But how could he when Gabe had told him to keep his hands to himself? Sure, that was years ago, but he was pretty sure Gabe’s feelings on the subject hadn’t changed.

“Kiss me, Ryan Thomas,” Darby whispered. “Kiss me like you mean it.”

Ryan closed his eyes and breathed deep, his mouth inches from hers. This had to be a dream, a perfect dream. He couldn’t say no to her. Refused to.

Darby grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to hers. Her arms slid around his neck and her gorgeous curves pressed against him. The swell of her breasts, her hips, everything, called to him. She rubbed against him and he couldn’t help the moan that escaped. The yearning exploded into all-out desire.

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Darby struggled toget air into her lungs. This was real.

His mouth, his hands. The urgency that pressed down on her almost like a physical pain. Ryan kissed her like his life depended on it.

She’d imagined it enough times, but even her wildest fantasies didn’t come close to how his hot mouth felt on hers. The utter gut-wrenching thrill that spiralled down low and ached.

His mouth tore to her throat. She tilted her head back to let him kiss anywhere he wanted. Goosebumps erupted along her arms and spine. Ryan shoved her against a wall. She opened her eyes long enough to see they were in the hallway.

Getting closer to his room, but not there yet.

He tried to kiss lower, but the fabric wouldn’t budge. He tugged at the neckline and swore. Darby grasped the edges of his shirt, where he’d already undone the top few buttons, and yanked them apart. She shoved the material off his shoulders and he shrugged himself out of the confining material.

She pushed him back a little and kissed and licked over his chest to take one hard nipple into her mouth.

He gasped and shoved his hand into her hair.

She nipped at him, teasing. His growl tumbled need through her so strongly she thought her knees would cave. He pushed her back against the wall and took her mouth in a kiss so desperate, so primal that she couldn’t breathe.

“I need you, Darb,” he ground out against her mouth.

She slid her hands between them and slipped the button on his pants, the zipper fast to follow, and shoved them down his hips.

“Hurry,” she whispered.

Ryan dragged her skirt up, snapped the thin threads at the side of the ridiculously skimpy G-string Emma had made her buy, and hauled her leg up, sliding his hand along her thigh to her butt, her knee over his forearm. He moved forward and Darby gasped at the feel of him hard and ready. She pushed against him. He didn’t need to be told twice. He thrust forward and she gasped, eyes wide.

Ryan tilted her hips higher toward him and held her gaze as he pushed deeper. A mixture of disbelief and pleasure flooded his face. The disbelief she could understand. She’d never felt anything so instinctive, so primal, soright.

She held on, her arms tight around his neck as he started sharp, shallow rocking. She couldn’t help the moan that fell from her lips.

Anything she’d ever thought sex with him might be like disappeared into the ether. He was so much more.

“Kiss me. Please.”

He dropped his head and took her mouth, destroying her soul with his lips and his body. His hand splayed tight on her butt, keeping her exactly where he wanted her, holding her in place while he drove her ever higher.

Darby pulled her mouth from his, the tell-tale tingling shooting sparks through every nerve and synapse. She tensed. Ryan pulled back, saw her face and pulled himself from her body. Darby let out a startled cry of disappointment. Why would he stop?

“Not yet, you don’t.”