It's About Time, Cowboy by Vicki Lewis Thompson

Author:Vicki Lewis Thompson [Thompson, Vicki Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ocean Dance Press LLC

Chapter Four

Hutch wasn’t sure what he’d done to deserve the gift of Trina lying in his bed while the house happened to be empty and he was in possession of several condoms. But he wasn’t about to let this opportunity go to waste. She had her dream job at a racing stable in New York and he would eventually return to his neglected career, but fate had thrown them together for a few short days.

That was more than he’d ever hoped for with Trina Bledsoe. He wouldn’t be greedy and expect some long-term arrangement, but by God, while he had her here, he planned to be as greedy as hell. Rolling on a condom, he climbed back into bed and dropped a kiss on her moist lips.

He’d been in such a hurry to touch her and get her naked that they were still lying on top of his comforter. “I should rearrange things so we’re under the covers instead of on top of them,” he murmured.

She cupped his face in both hands. “You should rearrange things so you’re on top of me, locked between my thighs, with your nice big—”

“Okay, okay.” He moved into position. “How did you know it was big?”

“Duh. I watched you put on the condom.”

“Bigger than Simon Flear’s?”

“I only said his family jewels were big. The rest was sort of average.”

“Glad to hear it.” And with that, he slid into paradise. Apparently he groaned upon entry.

She clapped a hand over his mouth. “Shh!”

He nodded his understanding, and she took her hand away.

“You have to be careful.” She sounded endearingly earnest. “I can use a pillow, but that won’t work for you.”

With the most sensitive part of his anatomy buried in warm, vibrating, sensual comfort, he had trouble being worried about anything. “I could bite on a bullet.”

“We don’t have one. Plus that never seemed like a good idea. You could choke. But seriously, you have to control yourself.”

“Not easy.” He rocked his hips and withdrew just enough to feel the friction. This was going to be outstanding. Bellow-worthy. And he couldn’t make a sound, damn it.

He checked on Trina, and she was breathing fast. “Good?”

“Yes. But I’m worried. We could get carried away.”

“I hope we do.” He stroked again and she gasped. Now that was a gratifying reaction. Pausing, he listened carefully. “Hey, there’s no TV noise downstairs. If Dad was home, the TV would be on. Let’s go for it.”

“But—”

“It’ll be okay.” Without waiting to hear her objections, he began thrusting, deep, steady and with purpose.

She caught fire, rising to meet him. Clutching his back, she wrapped her legs around his hips, giving him access to go deeper. And she began to whimper.

What a glorious sound. He moved faster, ramping up the intensity. The bed creaked, and as he pumped harder, the headboard thumped against the wall with a wild, primitive beat. Her whimpers escalated to moans, and finally became jubilant cries of pleasure.

Yes! This was what he’d wanted! He struggled for breath as he continued to drive into her.

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