Roped Tight (Ryker Ranch #4) - Kim Loraine Page 0,17
and they tensed and flexed with his heavy breaths.
“Fuck, that was…” he started.
“Hot?”
“So damn hot.”
He dropped to his knees and kissed me hard. Our breaths were the only sound in the space. I never wanted to go home. I just wanted the two of us to stay here, discovering each other all night and working all day.
Tucker was right. There was nothing I could do to stop myself from wanting him, but now, I didn’t have to try.
Tucker
I woke the next morning with Sam wrapped around me like a fucking octopus. He was warm, strong, and the size of his morning wood made me want to repay the favor he did for me last night. A morning blow job was probably the best way a man could wake up. I didn't want to deny him that experience. That's what this was all about, wasn't it? Giving him the experience I didn't have.
Extricating myself from his hold, I slipped down under the covers and found him hot and ready. I doubted this would take long. After all, he'd never had a bj before. At least, not one from someone who turned him on. The instant my lips covered the crown of his cock, he sucked in a tight breath and jerked.
"Holy fuck, Tucker. What are you doing?" He stopped asking questions when I engulfed the rest of him, responding only in low groans and soft whimpers and whispers of my name.
It took me all of two minutes to suck him off until he was spilling down my throat. That might've been a new record.
He whipped the covers off of us, giving me a lazy look. "Good morning to you too."
"I thought I'd help you start your day off right." Before he could grab me, I got out of bed and pulled on some clothes. The storm had passed, but I was sure there was a mess to clean up. Holes to patch in the roof, downed limbs to clean up.
"I'll go check out the storm damage. Can you get coffee going?"
"Yeah. I guess it was pretty bad, wasn't it? Somebody kept me distracted most of the night." Sam's voice held a note of teasing. But it was the truth. I had kept him very distracted.
I wanted to stay and watch him as he got out of bed and strolled, completely naked, to the fireplace where another pair of his jeans had ended up. He pulled them on, covering that ass that I wanted to take a bite out of. I shivered, but not from the chill in the air.
"God, it's cold in here."
I laughed. "That's because you were just wrapped around a cowboy. Your body misses mine."
"That's cocky.”
My brow lifted. "No. It's the truth. I think we both feel it."
"Do we?"
"Yeah." I crossed the floor, pulling him against me, our slight height differences making my gaze lower to his. "I fucking feel it. I want you all the time. I have since before you kissed me. And now, knowing you feel the same way, knowing that you're just as hard for me as I am for you, I won't be able to put that aside anymore."
He swallowed hard, then licked his lips. "You gonna keep talking, or can you fucking kiss me already?"
Could I kiss him? Yes, I damn well could. I took his face between my hands and kissed him long and hard, begging for him to remember what my lips felt like, my tongue, my cock.
"When is your next event?" I asked, praying he’d tell me that he was done for the season.
He backed away, face shutting down a little bit. "I…I actually have a call scheduled next week. A big sponsor wants to talk to me about an endorsement deal. They want me to come down to Colorado and see their arena.”
"Oh," I whispered. "Congratulations."
"They really think I'm gonna be something big."
"They'd be stupid not to."
“I could stay,” he said, voice soft. “It’s a one in a million chance anyway. Maybe I’d be better off staying at the ranch…with you.”
I shook my head. “Don’t be stupid. You say it’s one in a million, I say it’s once in a lifetime.”
Eyes cast down, he sighed. “You’re right. Things are different now, though. I have more to lose.”
Fuck. He did. But it wasn’t me he stood to lose; it was his career if he got distracted by what was going on with us.
“Come on, we’ve got work to do.” I grabbed my hat and left the cabin without giving him