Bad In Boots 02 - Ty's Temptation (9 page)

Chapter Five

Evan drove up to the small house she shared with Ty, her emotions churning. After she’d loaded up the horses and taken them to the Double D, she’d spent the last couple of hours at her office seeing clients who’d begged to be squeezed in on her “vacation” day. She didn’t mind. Work was distracting, which helped her forget about Ty for a while. But as she parked her vehicle next to Ty’s rental car, she couldn’t help the tightening of her stomach or the way her breathing hitched at the idea of seeing the man again.

Her stomach rumbled, reminding her it was way past lunchtime. The last thing she ate was a bagel for breakfast. But the sensation of her heart hammering as she opened her car door and closed it behind her, overshadowed her need for food. She started toward the house when she heard one of the horses neighing in the stables.

Leaving her backpack beside her car’s tire, Evan walked over to the stables. As she entered the small building, the sight of Ty grooming his horse made her pulse race. He faced away from her, giving her an oh-so perfect view of just how well his jeans hugged his nice ass.

The well-worn material cupped his cheeks and muscular thighs in such an inviting way, she wanted to walk up and run her hands down the soft material. She knew the contrast of worn denim covering hard muscles would turn her on like no other. Or was it his broad, naked back she wanted to press herself against that got her motor going?

Why not? she told herself as she approached him from behind. He may like soft, petite women like Lily, but Evan could show him what it was like to hold a woman who wasn’t afraid to get her nails dirty.

When she was a step away, Ty paused his movements, holding the brush an inch above the horse’s back.

He didn’t turn to acknowledge her, but she knew he was aware of her presence.

His back tensed when she ran her fingers across his shoulder blades. Was that a rejection? She bit her lip and her stomach knotted. Her entire body stiffened, ready for his brush-off.

Evan almost pulled her hands away, but the play of tight muscles under her fingers was just too irresistible. Instead she moved her hands lower to cup those sexy defined muscles that ran around the front of his waist.

When she pressed her body against his back and started to move one of her hands toward his pectoral, Ty grabbed her wrist. “Evan—”

“Let me touch you.” She planted a kiss on his warm skin.

Ty’s grip on her hand tightened for a second then loosened. He moved both his hands to the horse’s back, allowing her to continue her exploration.

Evan’s fingers flexed across his hard pectoral. The thick muscle jumped under her fingers, making her smile. Despite his reservations, he enjoyed her touch.

She let go of Ty and quickly ducked underneath his arms until she stood between the horse and him, facing Ty. The long, thick bulge pressed against the fly of his jeans made her heart race. Her gaze locked with his forest green one. They stood there, staring at one another for several long seconds. Her heart pounded at the intense look on his face and his clenched jaw.

Taking a steadying breath, she curled her fingers around his triceps then ran her palms up his shoulders. She stepped closer and moved her hands underneath his arms to trail her hands down his broad back. Evan thrilled at the heat emanating from him. She laid her cheek against his neck then kissed his tense jaw.

“I have no expectations, Ty. I know you’ll be gone in a couple of days.”

Ty didn’t speak. Nor did he move to touch her. Frustration filled her at his stoic stance. His body told her he wanted. Maybe she just needed to show him how much.

She kissed the pulse beating a rapid throb at his throat while her fingers moved to the button on his jeans.

Ty let out a harsh breath at the same time he turned his head and trapped her face against his throat with his stubbled jaw. It was as if he couldn’t help himself. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard him inhale as if drinking in her scent in one long gulp of air. The thought made her stomach flip-flop and her sex begin to throb.

He smelled so incredibly good, musky and spicy…of sandalwood, leather and sweat. She wanted to wallow in his scent, spread it all over her.

They stood in the shade, but the afternoon sun slanted across the horse’s back. Bits of hay, probably stirred up from Ty bringing the horse back from a ride, floated in the warm air around them. As Evan pulled the buttons of his pants’ fly apart, Ty purposely brushed his erection against her fingers.

Evan cupped his hard flesh through his fitted black cotton boxer briefs and the denim that still partially covered him. The man’s impressive size made her sex flood with moisture.

She slid her hand inside his underwear and gripped the soft silky skin around his erection. Rubbing her thumb across the tip of his cock, she stood on tiptoe and pressed her chest against his, whispering in his ear. “I don’t know what made you change your mind, but are you sure you really want to?”

Before he could respond, Evan went back down on her heels at the same time she hooked her fingers in the waist of his jeans and jerked, pulling his pants down to his thighs. His muscular thighs stopped the jeans’ descent any farther than his buttocks, but she’d achieved her goal. His erection sprang free. Her heart raced at the erotic sight of his cock standing at rigid attention. She wanted to touch every single well-defined vein that lined his erection.

Ty grabbed her wrist before she could touch him.

Evan’s eyes flashed in anger. She was ready to argue, when Ty took her hand and cupped it around his cock.

Her heart leapt at his action. She elevated her gaze to Ty’s heated one as he squeezed her fingers tight around him. His grip was so firm, she not only felt every crease and vein, but when he slid her hand down his cock, she felt his steady heartbeat thumping.

“I feel your heartbeat.” She didn’t bother to hide the awe in her voice.

When he released her hand and refused to respond, she squeezed and used her hold to yank him closer. Damn the man and his controlled emotions!

Ty grunted when their bodies collided. The only sign she’d gotten to him was the slight flare of his nostrils. She wanted him involved and breathing hard. The man had yet to touch her. She knew he wanted her. Damn him.

She turned sideways and kissed a path down his muscular chest and abs. As her mouth moved toward his cock, she hoped to elicit some kind of reaction.

Ty grabbed her ponytail, stopping her descent.

Frustration mounted within her. The man blocked her every move. Evan’s lips were a breath away from his erection. She was determined to win this round. Cupping his sac with her free hand, she blew her heated breath across the plum tip in one long tantalizing breath.

Ty’s hips jerked forward at the same time she heard a low groan rumble in his chest.

He released her ponytail and Evan took advantage of her freedom. She encircled his erection with her lips, plunging his cock deep into the recesses of her mouth.

Ty’s breathing changed as she began to slide her wet lips up and down the hard flesh. She sucked hard, locking her lips around him.

He speared his fingers in her bound hair, gripping the back of her head. Evan’s heart raced when a low, ragged breath escaped his lips.

She ran her tongue in a slow, moist, decadent caress around his length like the red stripe that winds its way up a peppermint stick.

Ty’s erection grew even harder in her mouth. He had to be close. Following her instincts, Evan began to suck hard, ready to take him over the edge. But Ty grabbed her shoulders and pulled her off him.

“Why—” she started to ask, but he cut her off, a steely, determined look on his face.

“My terms.”

Her heart leapt at his comment. It meant he at least agreed to stick with their deal, but Evan narrowed her gaze at the fact he still wanted to dictate the how and when of it.

She shrugged out of his hold, determined to have the last word. A knowing smile crossed her face and she turned to walk away, saying, “I’m a helluva lot tighter than my mouth.”

Before she’d taken one step, Ty grabbed her arm and yanked her close so his mouth rested against her temple.

“And I can guarantee I’ll feel a helluva lot bigger than your three fingers.”

Heat infused Evan’s cheeks at his husky, blatantly intimate comment. It had the desired effect. His promise both scared and excited her. Her thighs trembled when he released her arm. She held her head high and forced one foot in front of the other as she walked out of the stables on unsteady legs.

Evan entered the cool house wanting to scream her frustration at the stubborn man. She definitely needed a shower to wash away a long day of work—a cold one would probably be best. With a heavy sigh, she headed for the bedroom, gathered a change of clothes then walked into the bathroom. Once she’d turned the faucet on, she pulled her shirt off and leaned over to place her hand under the hard, pulsing water. It was almost the right temperature. Hot. Oh, yeah…she needed a cold one. She started to turn the faucet to cold when someone’s hand came around her waist.

Evan let out a scream as Ty pulled her naked back against his bare chest. Without a word, he leaned over and shut off the shower.

Evan’s hands shook as she laid them over Ty’s hand around her waist. The sudden quiet in the room made her nerves tighten while she stood there half naked in his embrace. Her stomach tensed and her heart raced as she wondered what he had planned.

Before she could turn to face him, Ty scooped her up in his arms and carried her out of the bathroom. Evan’s hands landed on his broad, muscular shoulders as she gazed up at him.

Ty wasn’t looking at her. His gaze was focused on the bed as he approached it. His boot heels ate up the low-pile, tan carpet in swift, determined strides.

When he set her down next to the bed, but kept one arm around her waist, she didn’t know how she felt about the realization he’d yet to speak to her.

Despite the fact Evan stood in front of him only wearing her cutoff shorts and boots, she fought the red color she knew spread across her face. Straightening her shoulders, she refused to be embarrassed. She’d asked the man for so much more than standing there half naked in front of him. Glancing up at him, she was surprised to see how dark his green eyes had turned. His jaw ticced as he stared at her bare chest.

“Ty—”

His gaze collided with hers. “My way, Evan. Got it?”

An unspoken battle of wills seemed to stretch between them. She lowered her gaze to his chest and gritted her teeth at his stubborn stance.

Before she could ask him why, Ty’s fingers slid up her neck until he touched her jaw. She shivered at the intimate contact.

He applied pressure so she had to meet his gaze. Heated arousal reflected in his serious stare.

“Understand?”

His softer tone and the look of sheer desire in his gaze melted her stubborn resolve to remain on equal footing. For now.

She started to nod, but his mouth covered hers, stopping her movement. His lips were warm, soft and so very persuasive. She opened her mouth and welcomed the slow, sensual glide of his tongue alongside hers.

Evan put her hands around his neck and started to step closer, but Ty cupped her breasts, his fingers gripping the mounds’ soft tissue. Did he do that on purpose to keep her at a distance? When she tried to pull him closer, Ty slid his fingers to her nipples and rolled the tips between his thumb and index finger.

Pleasure radiated from her breasts and jolted straight down to her sex. Evan’s heart raced as her fingers dug into the flesh on his shoulders.

Ty broke their kiss and let go of her. “Take off the rest of your clothes and lie down.”

“What?” His commanding tone surprised her.

His steady gaze held hers. “You heard me.”

Evan straightened her spine. “I don’t take orders—”

“It wasn’t an order. It was a request.”

Evan bit her lower lip. Why was she fighting him so? She’d said she wanted this.

When she met his inscrutable gaze, she realized why. She wanted Ty to be just as involved, just as caught up. She wanted to shake that impenetrable control he’d built around himself.

As seconds ticked by, she glanced down to see his hands balled into fists by his sides as well as the huge bulge in the fly of his pants. The man wanted.

Now it was her job to make him want it more.

With a determined tilt of her chin, she locked her gaze with his as she kicked off her boots and unbuttoned her shorts. She shimmied out of her shorts and underwear with a purposeful jiggle of her breasts before she pulled off her socks with a sexy grin.

Her confidence faltered when she realized Ty’s expression hadn’t changed at her naked state. Disappointment settled in when she pulled the covers back and lay down on the bed.

Ty’s gaze flicked toward the top of the bed. “Lean your back against the headboard.”

Intrigued by his plan, Evan’s pulse raced as she scooted up to the top of the bed. She shivered when her back met the cool wood of the tall headboard.

Ty pushed the covers to the bottom of the bed. Evan’s gaze skimmed over his broad back as he sat down on the edge of the mattress and pulled his boots off. Instead of dropping his shoes, he set the boots beside the bed as if purposefully taking his time. Every move he made seemed precise and controlled. As exciting as his actions were, she wanted nothing more than to see what he’d be like if he was pushed too far.