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She grinned at him, letting the napkin fall across his shaking hand. “Maybe you ought to be more careful starting things you can’t finish in public, Jake Reynolds.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” His voice sounded like gravel in a box.

Dee shook her head and wrapped her arms around his neck. “You’re still the most exciting man I’ve ever met.”

He pressed his lips to her forehead. “And you’re dangerous, sweetheart.”

Her green eyes glittered, and she kissed the corner of his mouth. “I love how you taste.” She released her hold around his neck and checked the zipper on his jeans. “You ready to leave, baby?”

Jake wasn’t too sure he could walk straight after that, ah, mind-blowing experience, but he cleared his throat and nodded. “Yeah. Let’s get you out of here before you drop anything else.”

Chapter Nine

Contentment settled throughout Dee as Jake drove them back to the ranch. She couldn’t believe how incredible her orgasm had been, heightened by being in a public place and the danger of getting caught.

Oh, and how she’d enjoyed giving Jake his dues, taking his cock in her mouth under that table. The power she’d had over him had been intoxicating. It had been incredible feeling his release as he came in her throat, and how she loved making him come twice in one sitting.

Did she dare go for a third? She so wanted to ride that cowboy, and ride him good and hard.

A country tune played on the radio as she studied his features in the amber glow of the dashboard lights. So gorgeous. That rugged profile, the cleft in his chin, the strong line of his jaw. His big hand gripping the steering wheel and the bit of hair curling around the cuff. Just looking at him made her pussy ache.

“Penny?” she asked him, a husky catch to her voice.

For a second Jake took his attention from the road and gave her a grin that melted her insides. “You.”

Dee smiled and slid her hand down his thigh. “Yeah?”

He nodded, his gaze fixed on the road. “How is it that no other man managed to get you into his bed?”

Damn
. Her hand stilled and she cleared her throat. “Oh. You heard that comment, too.”

“Uh-huh.”

What the heck. With a shrug, Dee said, “I came close a couple of times when I went away to the university, but I just couldn’t bring myself to go all the way.” She paused and brushed her hair away from her face with a free hand. “And here, well, I’ve been too busy running the ranch and just hadn’t met the right man.”

Jake cut her a look that she couldn’t read. “You haven’t dated anyone around here?”

“Oh, I’ve dated.” Dee stroked his thigh again, from his knee to the crease at his hip, and back to his knee. And if she wasn’t mistaken, that bulge in his jeans was getting bigger by the second. “I’ve just never been inclined to let it go that far. I sorta freeze up.”

“There’s nothing cold about you, sweetheart.” He shifted in his seat. “All that incredible sexual energy, pent up.”

Dee smiled and lightly skimmed his groin with her nails. “You complaining?”

Groaning, Jake moved his hips against her fingers. “Ah, no.”

Oh, baby.
He was definitely getting rock-hard.

“What about you?” She trailed her fingers up his flat muscular belly. “Have you dated a lot?”

Jake shrugged, keeping his eyes focused on the road and looking distinctly uncomfortable. “Some. Never seriously.”

Dee moved closer, breathing in his musky scent, and traced his nipple through his shirt. “And sex?”

He groaned again. “Why don’t we change the subject?”

She slid her hand back down his stomach to the waistband of his jeans. “Why? You asked me, and I was honest about it.” Though Lord knows he would never have known if she hadn’t been so stupid as to blurt it out to Catie in the first place.

Dee settled her fingers on his bulge and lightly squeezed his cock. “So, tell me.”

His jaw tightened and he moved his hips against her hand. “A couple of times.”

Yeah, right. And she was the Queen of the Nile.

Maybe she should have experimented and had sex with different guys so she’d have something to compare. She’d honestly intended to, and wanted to, but no man had ever turned her on the way Jake did. Every time she came close to having sex with a guy, she’d compare the man with Jake and would find herself growing cold. She’d begun to think that she was frigid—as had some of the men she’d dated.

Jake had ruined any possibility of her enjoying sex for the sake of sex—with anyone but him.

She squeezed and caressed Jake through his jeans as she studied his handsome profile. That’s what she needed to do to get him out of her system—to take him deep inside her and fuck him good. She’d enjoy the ride and then get off. But this time with her eyes wide open, knowing it wouldn’t last—unlike the last time when she thought he’d be with her forever.

Jake turned his truck onto the dirt road that led to the Flying M Ranch. “Penny?” he asked as they neared her house.

I’d like to fuck your brains out.

“Mmmm, nothing.”

Dee abandoned her attack on his lap as they pulled up to the ranch house. Jake parked the truck and killed the engine.

The instant his hands were off the steering wheel, he cupped the back of Dee’s head and brought her roughly to him. She gasped as his tongue thrust into her mouth, his lips grinding against hers. His free hand slipped inside her halter dress, where he captured her breast and squeezed and fondled it.

When he lifted his head to look at her, his breathing was rough and his expression possessive. “Damn but I want you, woman.”

Dee moved her lips to his ear and whispered, “Fuck me, Jake.”

The rumble in his chest was deep, untamed. “Let’s get in the house.” With a jerk he opened the truck door and climbed out in a hurry.

Jake might want to wait to get in the house to fuck, but Dee had other plans.

As she followed him out the driver’s side door, she intentionally let her skirt slide up her hips as she climbed out of the cab. She was facing him, her garters exposed almost up to her thong underwear.

Jake braced his hand against the truck door, staring at her thighs as though he’d lost his brains. Well, she knew right where they’d gone. South. The perfect place to screw them out.

“Oops. Forgot my things.” She turned and bent over the seat as she reached for her purse and jacket, her skirt hiking up even further. Cool air caressed her backside, which was bare thanks to the thong underwear, and she knew she was giving him a great view. She wiggled her hips and parted her thighs, letting the dress shimmy up a little more.

From behind she heard his groan, and then his warm hands pushed her dress up around her waist, completely exposing her naked bottom.

“Jake,” she murmured as he caressed her bare flesh, his hands rough and possessive. “What are you doing?” As if he wasn’t doing exactly what she had wanted him to do.

“You drive me out of my mind, woman,” he murmured as he settled against her, his jeans rough against her flesh.

Oh, how hard his cock felt through his jeans and against her ass. Yes, good and hard. And it was totally delicious being bent over, half in and half out of his truck cab in her halter dress, high heels, stockings, garters and thong.

He kissed her bare back, trailing his lips along her spine and sending shivers through her body. Easing his hands into her hair, he pushed it away from the neck of her halter-top and unfastened the clasp. One quick jerk, and he pulled the top of her dress down until her clothing bunched around her waist.

Jake cupped her nipples and she moaned as he fondled them. Her breasts ached and her pussy was so wet for him she could just about scream.

“Let’s get in the house,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble and his warm breath tickling her back. “I’ve got to have you.”

“Here.” Dee pressed her hips back against his cock. “Take me here.”

“Don’t tempt me.” A groan rolled from his throat as he kissed her nape and caressed her breasts. “We need to go inside.”

“I
want
you inside.
Me
.” Dee covered his big hands and pressed them tighter to her breasts.”
“
Fuck me
now
, Jake.”

“You’re incredible.” He removed his hands from beneath hers, and she heard the sound of him unfastening his buckle, and then his zipper going down. In the next moment his warm cock pressed against her.

Oh, God. That felt
so
good.

He kneaded and fondled her backside, then trailed his fingers down the crevice. Working his way lower, he teased the curls, but didn’t enter the wetness of her pussy.

“You’re driving me crazy,” Dee murmured as she moved her hips against his hand.

“Good.” He slid a finger into her warm pussy, stroking her clit, and Dee dug her nails into the leather upholstery.

“Yes. More,” Dee murmured, then gasped when he thrust two fingers inside her.

His strokes intensified. “I love how wet you are for me.”

She couldn’t wait any longer. She needed to feel him deep inside of her. “Now, baby.
Now
.”

Jake stilled and rested his forehead against the back of her neck. “I don’t have a condom.”

“There’s one at the top of my left stocking.”

With a soft chuckle, Jake felt around her stockings until he found the foil package. He slipped it out, and then hooked his fingers around the waist of her thong and eased it down around her thighs.

While he gripped her hips with his hands, he pressed his sheathed cock against her. He teased her with slow thrusts between her legs, but didn’t enter her.

Dee clenched her hands in frustration. Bent over like she was, she couldn’t reach him—a definite disadvantage. She wanted to be touching him, tasting him.

But did it ever feel incredible. The smell of his leather upholstery surrounded her, along with the scent of cool desert air and sex.

He used both hands to part her pussy lips and pressed his cock against her opening. Oh, thank God. This was what she’d been waiting for. She needed him inside and needed him now.

Dee whimpered and moved her hips back, wanting him to hurry. But he only teased and tortured her, entering a little bit at a time and then pulling back out.

He gripped her hips. “You really want me to fuck you right here?”

“Yes, dammit. Fuck me, Jake!”

With one powerful thrust, he buried his cock inside her. Dee cried out, so close to going over the edge and they’d only started. She’d forgotten how completely he filled her, how fabulous it felt having him inside her.

He plunged in and out, slow and steady.

Too slow.

“Faster, baby. Harder,” Dee begged.

In reply he pounded into her, the sound of his flesh slapping against hers filling the night. “You feel nice and tight around me.”

“God but you’re big.” Dee moved her hips back as he thrust into her. “You fuck me so good.”

Her breasts chafed against the upholstery as incredible sensations built up inside her. Knowing that she’d need something to hold onto, she reached up and clenched the steering wheel with one hand, while the fingers of her other hand dug into the soft leather seat.

The intensity of her climax took her completely by surprise. It stormed through her like a summer monsoon, and she screamed. Her body rocked against the seat, her orgasm stretching out in endless waves as Jake continued to thrust into her.

And then he growled deep in his throat and shuddered against her backside. She felt his cock pulsating inside her and she pressed against him, wanting to feel every bit of his release.

“Damn, woman.” He sank against her back, slipping his hands around her waist and trailing kisses across her shoulders.

“Mmmm,” she purred, enjoying the feel of him against her, his cock still inside her. His shirt was soft against her naked back, his jeans coarse against her thighs.

He nuzzled her neck. “After that scream, your dog probably thinks you’ve been attacked.”

Vaguely in the background she heard the sound of Blue barking from inside the house. “I think you might be right.”

Jake pulled away and Dee almost whimpered from the feel of his still hard cock leaving her. Taking her by the shoulders, he turned her around, cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.

Oh, could that man kiss.

He moved his lips over hers, gently devouring her in a sensual kiss that turned her body into a mass of melted chocolate, warm and gooey, and ready to pour herself back over him.

When their lips parted, he looked at her and smiled. “Did I mention how incredible you are?”

“Once or twice.” Dee kissed the corner of his mouth, fighting the temptation to try for a fourth time. The man probably needed some time to regenerate.

Good Lord, was she becoming a nymph?

Damn straight.

Before she knew what he was doing, he grabbed her around the waist and set her on the front seat of the truck cab, then slid her thong completely off.

“What are you doing?” she asked as he spread her thighs, staring at her mound.

His voice was deep and rough as he replied, “I need to taste you.” He hooked her legs over his shoulders and buried his face in her pussy.

“Jake!” Dee cupped her breasts, as he sucked and licked her clit. She squirmed, crying out when he plunged his fingers into her, his satisfied groan against her pussy sending vibrations throughout her.

The leather seat was slick with her sweat as he devoured her, his cheek stubble rough against the sensitive skin of her thighs. She pinched and twisted her nipples, clenching her knees tight around his head. A buzzing filled her mind and she no longer felt anything but his tongue licking her clit, his fingers thrusting inside, and the climax rising within her.

When Dee came, she dug her hands into the leather seat and shouted his name. Jake continued licking her, pushing his face against her until she climaxed yet another time. Her body shuddered with wave after wave of sensation. “Stop! No more!”

Jake pulled back and rested his head on her thigh, a low chuckle coming from him as Dee continued to vibrate beneath him. “Damn, but you taste good, sweetheart,” he murmured as he touched her clit with his finger, causing her body to spasm.

“Doooon’t,” Dee moaned. “I can’t take anymore.

“You know what they say about revenge.” Jake raised himself up and grabbed Dee’s hands, pulling her to a sitting position.

“Revenge?” Her head was still fuzzy from the orgasms.