Текст книги "Make Mine a Cowboy"

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“You’re thinking too much,” he whispered, from behind her as he wrapped his arms around her.

“Yeah, probably.”

He cupped her breasts in both hands and tugged her back against his chest. “Your skin is so soft. I could eat you up.”

“I hope you do.”

“Oh, I plan on it, baby. I’m gonna eat you until you scream my name.”

“I don’t think it’ll take much.”

“Good.” He licked the side of her neck before he nipped at her collarbone. “I can’t wait to feel you ripple around me.”

He skimmed one hand down her abdomen, flicking open the button at her waist on his way to pulling her zipper down. The moment he had her pants parted, he slipped one hand under the waistband of her underwear to push a finger deep inside her pussy. “You’re wet, darlin’.”

“You’ve made me wet, Joel, with your sexy voice, wicked tongue, and demanding nips.”

“You’ll be wetter before I’m done with you.”

“Promises, promises.”

“Oh yeah.”

She widened her stance to allow him better access as he ran his wet finger over her clit. Her whole body shook. The man was wicked. Sex on a stick.

The elastic of her bra gave way to his insistent fingers, loosening around her breasts until it barely hung on her body. She drew the cups down over her breasts, letting it slide completely off to the floor at her feet. “You need to be undressed, too.”

“I will. For now, I’m enjoying your beautiful breasts. I love your nipples. Rosy, hard, and standing straight out. I wish I had a set of nipple clamps for them.”

“Nipple clamps?”

“Have you ever had them on?”

“No, but I’ve heard of them.”

“Yours are perfect for a set.”

“Thanks.”

He pinched her nipples, causing her to close her eyes and moan from deep in her chest. The next thing she felt was his hands on her hips, pushing her pants to the floor. “Step out.”

Doing what he told her felt natural, but a little scary. She wasn’t one to take orders very well normally. She started to turn around until he held her in place.

“Uh-uh.” He pulled her arms behind her, binding her wrist with his hands. “I like my sex a little rough. How about you?”

“What do you mean by rough?”

“Spankings, hard sex. Fuck me like you mean it.”

“Spankings? I’ve never liked those.”

“Ever had an erotic spanking?”

“Can’t say I have.” She shivered as he ran his hands from her breasts to her hips, and then smacked her on the right butt cheek. The groan escaping her mouth surprised her. Maybe she did like erotic spankings after all or spankings in general.

He chuckled as he did it again. “Sounds to me like you enjoy a little pain with your sex.”

“Maybe. I’ve never had anyone do the things you’re doing to me before.”

“It’ll be a brand new experience for you then.”

She rubbed her burning butt cheeks against the roughness of his denim jeans. She wondered what it would feel like if he really got going?

“Another time.”

Damn the man! Why does it seem like he knows what I’m thinkin’?

“Your eyes are very expressive. I can usually tell what you’re thinking by seeing your eyes. Right now, you’re turned on by what I did.” He pushed his fingers into her pussy. “You can’t hide your body’s response.”

“How can you see my eyes? You’re behind me.”

“Look toward the dresser.”

She hadn’t noticed it before but a large mirror reflected their bodies in the most erotic way she’d ever seen. She frowned as she saw the pooch of her stomach and the roundness of her hips.

His handed landed a blow to her thigh. “Ouch.”

“That wasn’t meant to turn you on. Punishment comes in different forms. You won’t frown at this body when you look in the mirror. It’s mine for now and I love how it looks.”

“But…”

He smacked her thigh again. “Mine. Do you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Now look at it as I see it. Beautiful, high breasts.” He cupped her breasts, lifting them. “Gorgeous rosy nipples.” He pinched her nipples between his thumb and first finger. “Mine.”

“Yours.”

His hands skimmed down her abdomen before resting on her hips. “These hips are curvy with just the right amount of padding. I won’t have to worry about breaking something if I fuck you hard from behind.”

She tried to see herself from his point of view. Her breasts were pretty, still pert with dusky, pink nipples. Her hips were rounded, but those were supposed to be good for child birthing. Long legs. She’d heard men liked long legs. She wasn’t fat, really but maybe a little plump.

“You’re a beautiful woman, Mesa.”

He stood behind her. A head taller than her five foot eight inches making him over six feet. His dark hair curled slightly at the end resting near the nape of his neck. Glacier blue eyes stared back at her in the mirror, dilated widely, and burning hot with lust. They reminded her of a blue flame. The calluses on his hands abrading her skin felt luscious on her body. His five o’clock shadow scraped her shoulders as he rubbed his chin along the slope.

“Cold?” he whispered, running his tongue down her neck.

“No. Excited would be a better word.”

“Good. I want you excited.” He stepped around her and took her hand, drawing her closer to the big bed in the corner.

With a little tug, he sat her on the edge. Now, he stood directly in front of her, his belt buckle even with her face. Should she touch him? Help him undress? She wasn’t sure of the next move.

“Only do as I tell you. I’ll make sure you know exactly what to do.”

“Okay.”

“Unbuckle my belt.”

She reached for the large buckle at his waist, slipping the belt through the loops until it had been pulled complete free of his pants. The leather was soft and worn under her touch. What would it feel like to have him use it on my ass? She bit her lips in concentration. Should she undo his jeans?

“Some other time we’ll play with the belt. I don’t want to overload you.” He ran the tip of his finger over her bottom lip. “Open my pants.”

A soft sigh escaped her lips as he stuck his thumb between her teeth, forcing her mouth open slightly.

“You’re gonna suck me. I want to feel those plump lips wrapped around my cock.”

Once she got his pants open, she tugged the jeans and his boxers down around his hips so his cock sprang free.

“I don’t think I can take all of you.”

“You’ll do fine, darlin’. I believe in you.”

“Can we turn off the lights?”

“No. I want to see you goin’ down on me. There’s nothin’ sexier than a woman’s mouth wrapped around my cock.”

The heat rising from her chest to splash across her cheeks burned her skin. She wasn’t used to being so open with a bed partner. Hell, sex with her ex consisted of lights off and strictly missionary. This was totally different. Sexy. Spontaneous. Hot.

“Take me in your hand. Cup my balls with the other one.”

She wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and cupped her hand around the slightly furred sacks below. “Like this?”

“Have you ever given a blow job before, Mesa?”

“Yes, but I want to do this right.”

“Do what you want. I’ll guide you. You’ll be able to tell what feels good for me by the sounds.”

She took just the head of his cock between her lips. His hips surged toward her, shoving it a little farther inside her mouth.

“Oh yeah. That’s good.”

Giving into the notion he enjoyed what she did, she sucked lightly on the head, bringing him more into her mouth. She gagged slightly as he pushed past her palate and hit the back of her throat.

“Breathe through your nose. The gagging will pass.”

She backed off in depth and sucked air in through her nose. Her gag reflex had always been very sensitive.

“If you can’t go very deep, it’s okay. Use your hand to give me the pressure from the bottom and your mouth to counter it. Roll my balls between your fingers.”

She pushed him back slightly and dropped to hers knees so she could get better leverage on what she was doing. The little whimpers, groans and other sounds coming from his mouth as she pleasured him, drove her own desire higher. Wetness coated her pussy. She wished she had a hand free to touch herself. The pressure building between her thighs drove her crazy.

“You’re doin’ great, darlin’.” He pushed his hips toward her face. “A little more suction. Oh yeah. Perfect.” She bobbed her head, running her tongue around the tip of his cock as she drove his pleasure higher. “That’s it. Okay stop or I’m gonna blow in your mouth and I don’t want to. I want to be inside you when I come.”

He helped her stand before pushing her back onto the bed and quickly removed the rest of his clothing. The gorgeous body standing in front of her blew her mind. His cock stood long and thick against his abdomen and she wondered again how it would ever fit inside her without tearing her apart.

“I love your breasts. They are fucking gorgeous.” He cupped them in both hands, lightly sucking the right and then the left nipple. After he feasted on her breasts for a couple of minutes, he worked his way down her abdomen until he knelt on the floor between her thighs.

“Wait.”

“What?”

“What are you gonna do?”

“I want to lick you clean and make you come so hard you see stars.”

“But…” He licked the inside of her thigh, stopping with a little nip to the skin. “Ouch.”

“This body is mine tonight. No more talking.”

He spread her thighs further apart and settled himself down there. Embarrassment flushed her cheeks. Her ex had never does this before, which may be part of the reason their love life sucked so badly. Now she knew the difference and…oh.

His wet tongue skimmed her outer pussy lips. The rough texture felt heavenly on her pussy as she relaxed into the comforter and let Joel do what he wanted. Fire built her in pelvis. Need scorched her body, flushing her skin to a pale pink. Blood pounded in her ears. The wet slide reached her clit and her hips lifted off the bed. His hand pushed her back down as he flicked his tongue over the hard nub.

“Oh God.”

“Come for me, Mesa.”

Heat crawled up her legs. Her pelvis burned. Blood rushed in her veins to the one spot he continued to lick. The moment he sucked her clit between his lips, she exploded, screaming his name in the heat of passion she’d never felt before.

“Very nice, baby.” Two of his fingers pushed into her pussy. “You’re beautiful when you come. Shall we try for another?”

“Another?” she squeaked, exhausted from the first one.

“You can do it again. I know you can.”

The two dangerous digits in her pussy felt like heaven and hell at the same time. He shoved them in and out in a slow, taunting rhythm that she found had her blood pounding again in a few short minutes. Surely she couldn’t come again so soon?

His tongue returned to her clit doing quick figure eights. His fingers continued their movement and the next thing she knew, she exploded again without much warning this time. No heat in her legs, no tingling in her pussy, nothing to warn her of the impending blast.

“Oh God!” she screamed. “Joel!”

As she slowly returned to awareness, she realized he’d moved from between her thighs to hover over her. His latex covered cock nudged at her opening.

“Are you ready for me?”

“You’re so big.”

“It’ll fit, darlin’. You are so wet, it’ll slide right in. Open for me.”

She pulled her thighs further apart, tensing as he pushed the head of his cock inside.

“Relax. I won’t hurt you.”

The slow glide of his cock felt amazing. Her muscles relaxed as he slowly stretched her to take him. “Holy shit, you feel fantastic. More.”

“Your wish is my command.”

Within moments, he had fully filled her and she had her legs wrapped around his hips. “I need more, Joel.”

He chuckled. “There isn’t any more, Mesa. You’ve got all of me, darlin’.”

“No. I mean you need to move more.” She raised her hips to take him deeper.

“Ah. That I can do, babe.” He shifted his hips, dragging his cock from her pussy and then snapping his hips to slam his cock into her.

“Yes, ah God, yes. Do that again.” She fisted the comforter beneath her in her hands. Lord, she needed this. Every slide, every movement, every touch brought her higher and higher. He bent over to take her nipple into his mouth. The moan escaping from her lips sounded primal. He growled low in his throat as he continued to pump into her, practically scooting her across the bed. His fingers dug into the fleshy part of her hips. She’d probably have bruises there in the morning but she didn’t care. She wanted this with him so badly.

She could taste him on her tongue.

She struggled into a sitting position so she could be closer.

“You okay?”

“Fantastic. Don’t stop. I just want to taste your skin.” She ran her tongue over the ridges of his chest. His right nipple tempted her so she tongued it and then sucked it between her lips.

He continued to pound into her flesh. The pretzel maneuver felt like wave after wave of sensation breaking over her. Her climax hovered on the edges of her consciousness. She reached for the stars as the final moment crested her mind, throwing her into a spiral of sensation as he groaned her name.

“God, Mesa.” He panted. “That was…”

“Awesome?”

“Stupendous. I’ve never come so hard in my life. I think I lost consciousness there for a second.”

“I’m glad.”

“Nothin’ like makin’ an impression, babe.”

“And take a little piece of your heart with me?”

Chapter Seven

Her stomach felt like she swallowed a rock. Not a good thing to say right after sex. “I’m kidding!”

“Don’t do that! You scared the hell out of me.” He slowly eased from inside her before he went to dispose of the condom in the bathroom. “Do you need to wash up?”

“Yeah. I’m kind of sticky.” She sat up and brushed the hair back from her forehead. Watching him walk away was almost better than watching him walk toward her. The man had a body like a Greek god. He even had a real six-pack!

“Want me to bring you a washcloth or do you want to use the restroom?”

“I better use the bathroom.”

“It’s all yours,” he said with a sweep of his hand.

Even flaccid, his cock seemed huge. Damn!

“Do you want to stay here tonight or do you want to go back to the lodge?”

“Either is fine with me. I don’t want to crowd you. I know how guys get.”

He stopped her at the bathroom door with a hand on her bare shoulder. She felt a little self-conscious standing in front of him completely naked, even though they’d just had mind-blowing sex. “Mesa, I know this is supposed to be casual and all, but I would love for you to stay here and sleep in my arms.”

She tossed back her hair and replied, “Then I will. I would love to sleep snuggled up to you.”

“Good. Would you like something to drink? I have soda, milk, water, beer…just name it.”

“A diet soda would be good if you have one. If not, regular is fine.”

“One soda, coming right up.” He raised an eyebrow and glanced down at her. “I imagine you didn’t bring anything to sleep in so you can use one of my shirts if you like.”

“Thanks.”

He grabbed a T-shirt from the drawer and handed it to her. “No underwear.”

“Huh? Why not?”

“I might want to ravish you again before mornin’.”

“Oh. Well then. I’m game.” She reached up and kissed him on the lips. “I’ve gotta get it while the gettin’ is good, ya know.”

He frowned slightly before he spun on his heels and disappeared down the hallway. His nice, rounded tush caught her attention. He didn’t even bother to put anything on before he went into the other room for something to drink. Now there is a man who is comfortable in his own skin. She went inside and shut the door to get cleaned up. She definitely wasn’t comfortable with her body even if he said he liked it. The mirror showed high color on her cheeks, full lips, red from the pressure of his, whisker burn on her chest and neck from his five o’clock shadow, and a sparkle in her eyes she hadn’t seen there in a long time. Joel was good for her. Too bad it wasn’t a permanent thing.

She found a washcloth on the counter to clean away the stickiness between her thighs.

“I don’t keep a lot of food around here since we take meals at the lodge house,” he shouted from the kitchen.

“It’s fine. I’m not really hungry anyway,” she said, coming out the door of the bathroom.

“I have some snack stuff, if you’d like. Chips, pretzels, popcorn.”

“Nah, I’m good.” Now, she pulled the comforter down to the end of the bed and crawled beneath the sheet. She frowned. She hadn’t thought about what side of the bed he slept on. Would it make a difference? The only man she’d ever slept with on a regular basis was her ex.

“Here,” he said, stopping by her side to hand her the soda can.

“I’m okay here, right?”

“You’re perfect.” He leaned down and kissed her. “Don’t be surprised if you end up in the middle. I usually do.”

“Are you a snuggler?”

“I guess. I don’t have women here very often.”

“Really? I’m surprised.”

“Why?” he asked, going around to the other side and sliding under the sheet.

“I would think you would have a lot of women. That’s all.” She sipped from the can before she set it on the nightstand.

“Not really.”

“Well, I’m a snuggler, so for tonight, you get to snuggle.”

He smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as she settled down along his left side. Her head rested nicely against his chest. His heart pounded in her ear. The hair on his chest tickled her chin, making her giggle.

“What’s so funny?”

“Your hair is tickling me.”

“You are ticklish?” He slid his hand up her side and curled his fingers into her ribs.

Giggling, she squirmed against him. “Shit. No! Don’t tickle me, please? I’m terribly ticklish. Remember at the bar?”

“I’ll quit if you give me a kiss.”

“All right! No…tickling.” She quickly pecked him on the mouth.

“Not good enough.” He tickled her again as she squealed.

“Okay!” She grabbed his face on both sides and lip locked his mouth. She pushed her tongue between his lips, tangling with his own. The moan escaping him did nothing to cool the kiss she took deeper still, pressing her breasts against his chest. He never got redressed after the bout of lovemaking earlier, leaving her the ability to graze his body with her fingertips. The muscles beneath her hands drove her desire higher. She wanted to feel him over her, in her, surrounding her until they both came apart at the seams.

Mesa pushed him down on his back and crawled over him, wanting to take in every inch of his body on her way down. Sex wasn’t something she enjoyed much with her ex. Moderation and tolerance had become her mantra with him, but she knew with Joel, there would be no tolerating. She needed to be involved in having sex with him. She ran her tongue along his jaw to his ear, nibbling it between her teeth for a moment.

“You’re so fucking hot, Mesa,” he whispered between panting breaths. Goose bumps rose on his skin following the trail of her fingers.

“You’re pretty hot yourself, cowboy. I wanna lick you all over.” She ran her tongue across his chest, stopping to nip at the tips of his nipples. Were his sensitive, too? She whipped the T-shirt over her head and tossed it to the side of the bed.

“God, you’re drivin’ me nuts.”

“Good. I don’t want to be horny all by myself.”

His cock lay hard between them against her stomach, pulsating with life, just waiting to bring her to ecstasy again.

“Oh, hell no.” He surged up and flipped her onto her back.

He tasted her breasts, licked at her stomach and then positioned himself between her thighs, spreading her to accommodate the breadth of his shoulders. He dove in, taking no prisoners on his way to bringing her to orgasm within a matter of moments. Her ears burned as the blood rushed to her head before it quickly centered in her pelvis. Her clit throbbed with every beat of her heart, but wasn’t letting up. He licked and sucked until she screamed his name on a hoarse cry of delight.

He kissed his way back up her body until he reached her mouth. “I love to make you come.”

“I was supposed to be seducing you. Not the other way around.”

“I wanna fuck you.”

“Good. I want you to.”

He hopped down from the bed after a quick kiss to her lips. A frown wrinkled the skin between her eyes as she watched him retrieve his belt. Holy shit!

“Ever been tied up?”

“Can’t say that I have. What are you gonna do with the belt?”

“No beating you with it, although welts on your ass would turn me inside out.” He looped the belt around her wrists and secured them loosely to the headboard. “Roll over onto your stomach and get up on your knees. I’m gonna fuck you hard from behind.” He grinned rolling the condom he retrieved from the nightstand drawer over his rigid cock. “Ever had a man in your ass?”

She swallowed the lump clogging her throat and shook her head, unable to speak through the fear making her heart pound in her chest. Her ex tried it once and the pain had almost killed her. Terror made her shudder uncontrollably.

“What’s wrong, darlin’? I won’t do anything you don’t want, but you look terrified.”

“I can’t,” she whispered.

“Can’t?”

“I won’t, I mean. You won’t do that will you?”

“Take your ass, you mean?”

She nodded furiously.

“Honey, I can see the thought scares you to death. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. If you don’t want to try it, then we won’t. Obviously you’ve had a bad experience with it or something to make you so afraid.” He skimmed his hand over her breasts bringing the peaks to hard little points. “You like a little pain with your sex, but I won’t do anything beyond what you can handle.”

“Thank you.”

“Relax, darlin’.” He helped her roll over, rubbing her shoulders turning them to mush in the process. He kissed her butt cheeks before he smacked each one in turn just enough to make her wet. His fingers probed at her pussy, driving two in deep as he finger fucked her for several minutes. She moaned as she closed her eyes. Her thighs spread of their own accord. She had no will to do anything but let him to whatever he wanted to her.

He helped her rise up on her knees, bracing herself on her folded arms. “Fuck me, Joel.”

“Oh I intend to, darlin’.”

She felt his cock nudge at her pussy and groaned as he sank balls deep inside her.

“God, you’re tight, babe.”

“You feel amazing.”

“Hold on, honey. I’m gonna fuck you hard.”

He set up a steady, ass thumping rhythm, throwing her head over heels into a screaming orgasm almost immediately, but he didn’t stop. He continued to pound into her, shaking the mattress on the frame and banging the headboard against the wall.

“Ah God, Joel!”

“You can come again. I know you can. Squeeze me with that hot pussy of yours.”

The second she exploded into another orgasm, she heard him lose control. He growled low in his throat and lost the rhythmic pounding of his hips to a completely uncoordinated cadence as he shot his sperm into the condom.

“You’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Nah, you’re a man. You can handle it.” She giggled as she smacked him on the butt cheek the moment he let her out of her bindings.

“Hey. I’m supposed to do the ass warmin’.”

“What you aren’t a switch?”

He withdrew from her and sat up on the side of the bed with a puzzled look on his gorgeous face. “What do you know about being a switch?”

“Not a lot. I’ve read some romances with BDSM in it. I don’t know how much of it is true, but it interests me.”

“Does it, now. Hmm. Maybe we need to explore a bit more while you’re here.”

“So much for not ravishing the guests.”

He frowned and reached for his pants. “Don’t get me wrong, we have to be careful, but there’s a lot of fun to be had. We just can’t let anyone know what’s happening between us.”

“We have to keep this a secret? Seriously?” she asked, pulling the sheet up to cover her breasts.

“We had some good sex, Mesa. Nothin’ more. If we tell anyone in my family, especially my mother, she’ll have us married and havin’ kids before the end of the week,” he said from the bathroom. “Besides, the fuck was almost the best I’ve ever had.”

“Almost?” she snapped, fury rushing through her at his offhanded compliment, then slamming her back down with it being almost the best he’s ever had. God, I’m such an idiot!

“Easy, Mesa. I didn’t mean anythin’ by it,” he replied, coming out with his pants on but not buttoned.

“Yeah. Tonight was a test. Just a quick fuck, with the potential for more during my stay. I get it, Joel.” She grabbed her clothes from the floor, struggling to snap herself back into her bra with about as much grace as an octopus.

“What are you doin’, darlin’?” He touched her shoulder but she shrugged him off.

“Don’t darlin’ me. I want you to take me back to the lodge or I’ll walk.”

“No you won’t.”

“Yes, I will. Don’t tell me what to do. You might be able to dominate me in bed, but I’m my own person and I don’t take kindly to men telling me what to do. I have a mind of my own. I can make my own decisions.” She flipped her hair out of the collar of her shirt as she slipped her tennis shoes on her feet. “Are you gonna take me back?”

“Fine,” he growled, tugging the T-shirt she’d been wearing on.

His magnificent chest disappeared from view. She bit her lips to keep from moaning at the loss. “Fine.”

He slid on a pair of flip-flops, then stood there impatiently tapping his foot. Without another word, she headed for the door with him on her heels. So much for a great evening spent in the arms of a hot cowboy. Yeah, they’d had great sex but the minute things got a little testy, they were at each other’s throats. He wouldn’t tell his family they were sleeping together because he didn’t want his mother playing matchmaker. Well, she didn’t want that either. He didn’t have to make it sound like a huge mistake for them to make love. Now she felt used and cheap.

Several moments later, they pulled up in front of the lodge. She didn’t even wait for him to come around and open the door. She just hopped out on her own, slammed the truck door and headed for the house. Joel sprayed gravel as he backed out and then sped off down the driveway.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. God, I’ve been such an idiot where he’s concerned. Good lookin’ cowboy is all it takes. I’m all over it and him.

“Great job, Mesa. Sleep with the man. What a fuckin’ waste of time.”

The door to the lodge opened in front of her, and then closed as a cowboy she didn’t recognize came out.

“Ma’am.” He tipped his hat and walked down the stairs. She shook her head as she turned to see where he was going, but he’d disappeared.

“All right. I’m gonna have to ask someone. This is getting too weird for me. Doors open and close without anyone around, voices and knocks on my door when there is no one there, people disappearing without a trace.”

She opened the door and walked inside. The house was quiet. No one stirred. She headed across the dining room toward the stairs to go to her room when goose bumps started to rise on her arms. The air turned colder. She glanced back at the door she’d just come through in time to see it open, and then closed on its own.

Just a little freaked out, she ran up the stairs. She fumbled with the key to her room for a moment before sprinting through the door and slamming it sharply behind her.

* * * *

Joel stepped through the door of his cabin, flinging the keys to his truck against the wall. Frustration, anger and just a little bit of fear raced through him. How could things have gotten so screwed up? What the hell did I say to piss her off so badly?

“I said it was good sex. What the hell more does she want? I certainly can’t let my family know we slept together. Mom would have a coronary or have us in front of a preacher as soon as she could arrange it.” He tossed off his flip-flops and dropped onto the sofa. His cell phone jingled in his pocket. “Yeah,” he answered after he’d pulled it out.

“What’s up, bro?”

“What do you want, Jacob?”

“I thought I’d check in with you. I thought I saw you drop Mesa off at the lodge.”

“I did.”

“And?”

“What? She’s majorly fuckin’ pissed at me for some damn reason.”

“What the hell did you do?”

“I don’t fuckin’ know. That’s just it.” He raked his fingers through his hair. “I mean we had great sex. I thought everythin’ was great. She got a burr under her blanket and insisted I take her back.”

“Tell me what you said.”

 “I told her we couldn’t let anyone know what’s happened between us.”

“She said, we have to keep this a secret and I said yes. We had some good sex, Mesa. Nothin’ more. If we tell anyone in my family, especially my mother, she’ll have us married and havin’ kids before the end of the week. Then I said, besides, the fuck was almost the best I’ve ever had.”

“Holy shit! Are you fuckin’ dense man?”

“What?”

“You told her she was almost the best. You might as well tell her she’s okay in the sack. You never tell a woman they are almost the best you ever had. Then you told her you couldn’t tell anyone you’d been together.”

“Well, we can’t. Mom would have a cow. You know she would.”

“Seriously, Joel. Don’t you think the rest of us have fucked a guest before?”

“You have?”

“Hell yeah. Remember the set of twins who visited last year in late summer. Blonde, big boobs?”

“Tiffany and Trena?”

“Yeah, I guess. Hell, I don’t even remember their names, but I had both of them. At once.”

“What? Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me?”

“No and Mom knows. The girls weren’t quiet about it the next day. They were discussing it in the dining room. Of course, they couldn’t tell any of us apart so I doubt they could even say which one of us fucked them.”

“I know it wasn’t me.”

“I know who it was, dipwad. I might have been a little drunk, but I sure remember fuckin’ both of them.”

“I’ve never had two at once.”

“It’s an experience.” He coughed in the phone. “I assume you enjoyed yourself with Mesa.”

“Hell yeah. She was fantastic, but I doubt she’ll even talk to me the rest of the time she’s here.”

“I don’t think she’ll hold a grudge.”

“Why?”

“Because she’s hung up on you, dude.”

“I’ve only known her a couple of days.”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t mean shit when a heart gets involved. I’ve seen the way she looks at you.”

“We’ll see tomorrow, I guess.”

Their conversation wrapped up a few minutes later when he clicked off the phone. Did I really screw things up so bad with Mesa that she won’t talk to me again? I hope not. I really like her a lot and in bed? Holy fuck!

He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator before he walked into his room and stripped off his clothes. The sheets felt cool to his heated skin as he slid beneath them. The light slipped off with a twist of his fingers.