Hotter than Texas (Pecan Creek) - By Tina Leonard Page 0,96
in the water.” He wrapped her legs around him, reaching underneath her blouse to undo her bra. “I know how you dig swimming pools and creeks and the ocean, Sugar. I don’t want you to feel like I don’t attend to all your needs. And this water is set on ninety all winter, doll. Warm like Florida.” He pulled off her blouse, groaning when she surrendered, holding his shoulders, not complaining when her blouse floated away and her bra sank to the bottom of the pool.
God, he’d dreamed of having her naked like this.
She pulled his T-shirt over his head, helped him fish off his jeans, which also sank to the bottom, but not before he grabbed his wallet out, which he tossed onto the lounge as Sugar said, “Condom. Safety first.”
“One step ahead of you.” He opened it with his teeth, and she helped him smooth it on, which felt great too, because she had to tug a bit against the water to get the fit right.
She kissed him, giving him another teasing tug where he liked it. “All suited up to swim.”
“Swimming, hell.” He pulled her back to his waist, settling her legs around his waist, loving how she locked her heat around him. There was slickness and warmth against him, blowing his mind because now he knew she dug him as much as he dug her. “I’ve missed you, Sugar.”
She kissed his neck, bit his shoulder lightly. “You don’t have to talk anymore. I’m seduced.”
“Not yet you’re not.” He pulled over a raft and settled her across it horizontally. Spread her legs and found something much better to do with his mouth than talk. She let out a cry and he bit the inside of her thigh, then kissed the spot where he marked her. With the tip of her he was gentle, loving, licking her, teasing her with his tongue inside and out. She clenched up, crying his name, and Jake slid her forward, wanting everything he could get. More Sugar, more sweetness.
“Jake,” Sugar gasped. “Oh God.”
He pulled her off the raft, lowered her in the water, kissing her tummy as he slid her down him, then her peaked breasts. “I think I hear something coming,” he said.
“What?” Sugar demanded, stiffening up.
He planted himself deep inside her without hesitation, fitting her hard against his hips. She let out a shriek, pulled him tight, wrapped her legs around him in a stranglehold that could have killed a lesser man. “Go, babe,” he said, “rock me hard.”
She gasped against him, rocking him hard, sending waves out of the pool. He thought about everything he could to keep from letting the moment go too soon: Kel and his problems, her mother and grandkids—a sure erection-dampener, right?—even the parade woes and what he was going to do to keep Sugar in this town.
Keeping Sugar had to start with what he was doing to her right now. She tightened up on him, holding him like a tigress clutching a meal, crushing her breasts against him before letting out an impressive yell of delight.
He nearly fainted with relief.
“God, Jake,” Sugar gasped, tears pouring from her eyes, and laughing, “that’s never happened before.”
Jake hoped like hell not. He hadn’t worked this hard for her to think of him in anything other than spectacular terms. He squeezed her butt tight between his palms, tightening her around him as he moved her back and forth, stroking inside the softness of her body. Clenching his teeth, he closed his eyes, feeling the ripping explosion coming. It was too soon, he wanted this to last forever, wanted to stay inside Sugar forever. The pleasure was too hot, crazy-intense. She was in his arms at last, and he’d waited a lifetime for her. He sucked a nipple wet with pool water and peaked with passion into his mouth, and then it hit, nearly darkening the world around him, ripping out of him with a roar.
Sugar held him tight, not moving as he gasped his way back to consciousness.
“Shit,” Jake said, making for the pool steps with Sugar still on him. “I think I might have blown out something major in my body.”
“Did you hurt yourself?” Sugar asked, concerned.
“God, no. But I still don’t know if I can survive it.” He sank onto the steps, holding her to him. “God, you make me happy. That is some great stuff.”
Sugar laughed. “You’re so romantic.”
“I know. Give a man props where it’s due.”
Jake collapsed against the steps. Sugar got off him,