handle it, cowboy.” She sat up and reached for his belt buckle. She much preferred men in jeans than dress pants, but she had to admit dress pants were much easier to get off. Once she slid the zipper down, they pooled around Sawyer’s boots and she was left looking at an impressive bulge beneath the black cotton of his boxer briefs.
She glanced up at him and smiled as she hooked her fingers in the elastic waistband. “Let’s see if you have any sprinkles.”
He didn’t have any freckles. Or if he did, she didn’t notice them when his hard length sprang out to greet her. She took him in hand, enjoying the growling sound he made deep in his throat as she slid her fist up and down his smooth, hot thickness. She wanted to give him the same intense orgasm he had given her, but she only got one deep taste before he drew away.
“I can’t wait to be inside you, Maze. Deep inside you.” He toed off his boots and stepped out of his pants and underwear. He pulled his wallet from the pocket of his pants. Once the condom was on, he joined her on the bed.
It felt so good to have Sawyer’s skin touching her skin. But it was nothing compared to how good it felt when he slid deep inside her. The joining of their bodies didn’t just make her feel good physically. It went deeper than that. For the first time in a long time, she didn’t feel alone. She felt like a puzzle piece that had been snapped into place. She felt like she belonged.
Sawyer started to move and the feeling of rightness grew with each deep, slow thrust. It felt like he was building a warm and cozy fire inside her. Each stroke caused the embers to burn hotter and hotter until they ignited and the flames engulfed her. As she reached orgasm, Sawyer thrust harder and faster, heightening the feelings cascading through her. When he groaned out his climax, she hit another high that held her suspended. Drained, their bodies melted together like two drops of hot wax merging into one. They lay there breathing hard with Sawyer’s face pressed into the spot between her shoulder and neck.
She could’ve stayed there forever.
But after only a moment, he rolled off her and got up to head to the bathroom. She should leave now. It would make everything easier. He wouldn’t feel awkward and neither would she. But just as she got up to search for her clothes, he came back. She’d felt sexy just a little while ago in her boots and nothing else. Now she felt like a cheap hussy. She shielded herself with her hands as her face flamed.
His eyebrows lifted. “What are you doing?”
“Uhh . . . I was going to get dressed.”
“You don’t want to cuddle?”
Cuddle? The word totally threw her off balance. Sawyer was a cuddler? No matter how much she might regret it later, she couldn’t pass up an offer like that.
She toed off her boots. “Actually, I love to cuddle.”
Once they were back in bed, he pulled her close and covered them with the comforter. He released his breath in a long satisfied sigh, and Maisy listened as his heart slowed to a soft, steady thump beneath her ear. She thought he’d fallen asleep, but then he spoke.
“You’re a hit with my family. My brother loves you. My parents want you to come for Thanksgiving. And Uncle David spent a good fifteen minutes telling me what a wonderful girl you are and how I should hang on to you.”
She smiled. “I like your family too.” She hesitated. “They all seem to be worried about your bronc riding. They seem to think that you’re not meeting your potential.”
“What can I say?” His fingers caressed her arm. “I’m an underachiever.”
“Your uncle doesn’t think it’s underachieving. He thinks it has more to do with your brother. He thinks you strive to be the bad boy so Mattie can be the good one.” She realized she had overstepped her bounds when he stopped caressing her arm and tensed.
“Mattie is the good one.”
She lifted her head. “So are you, Sawyer. You can’t fool me anymore. I know you’re a good man. I get why you underachieved when you were younger. It was the only way you could figure out how to balance things for your brother. But I don’t think you have to balance things anymore. Mattie is an adult