Rocky Mountain Romance (Six Pack Ranch) (20 page)

Steve paused as if thinking it through then shook his head. “Nope. I can’t wrap my brain around that one. You’ll have to explain it a little more thoroughly.”

She rolled her eyes. “Look, you never offered to kiss Mathis when he showed up to take care of your animals.”

He laughed. “No, but that’s because I don’t swing that way. If he were ten years younger and I had a thing for guys, maybe. He’s not a bad fellow overall, but that has nothing to do with me giving you a kiss when I see you.”

“It has everything to do with you not kissing me when you see me,” she insisted.

“Now let me take a hard think on this.” Steve narrowed his eyes and counted off on his fingers. “Considering the people I know and respect the most, seems when my mom and dad meet it doesn’t matter what they’ve been doing or how long they’ve been apart, I always see him give her a peck. Same goes for my Uncle Mike and Aunt Marion. And I won’t tell you what shenanigans go on any time Travis meets up with one of his partners.”

“But that’s different. They’re not datin—” Melody slammed her lips together as his expression changed from joking to far more serious.

“Ah, you’re making some smartass comment about the fact they’ve been together for a long time, and we haven’t.” He gave her a stern glare. “In fact, when it comes down to it, you and I have been together longer then Travis has with his partners.”

Melody shifted uncomfortably from side to side. “Okay, maybe it’s just me, but I feel as if public displays of affection are something I should avoid. I’m having enough trouble since Mathis left convincing people I’m competent at my job, I don’t need to have them focusing on the horrid, terrible fact that I’m a—
gasp
—woman.”

One brow rose as Steve started at her toes and examined every inch of her, lingering on her breasts long enough to make her want to squirm. No matter how much she tried to avoid it, the obvious pleasure on his face sent tingles racing through her.

He finally looked her in the eye again, a happy grin breaking free. “They’d have to be blind and stupid to not be aware that you’re a woman. I don’t think me giving you a kiss is going to change that.”

“Doesn’t mean I want to rub it in their faces.”

He caved slightly. “What about a compromise?”

Her lips twisted. “If you’re about to suggest kisses with no tongue, I don’t think that’s a big enough compromise.”

“How about for every orgasm I give you, you owe me one kiss in public.”

Damn, he got her attention with that one. The temptation to accept was there, but mostly because he was too charming in this mood to resist. Still, she clung to common sense. “Steve, this isn’t a good idea.”

“You don’t like orgasms? Strange. I could have thought differently, what with all the screaming
yes, yes, yes
that was going on the last time we fooled around.”

True on that one. Melody caught hold of the front of his shirt, twisting her hands in the fabric and tugging hard. He willingly bent until their eyes were on the same level.

“Hell if I can say no to you,” Melody complained. She stuck her finger in his face. “But you started this rash plan, and I’m holding you to it. One kiss for every orgasm, no more, and we start counting now.”

“That seems unfair,” Steve teased. “I don’t get even get credit for one kiss after last week?”

Melody let go of his shirt and smoothed the fabric, enjoying running her hands over his body far too much. “Well, I suppose I’ll give you credit for
one
kiss.”

Steve cupped her chin in his hand and tilted her head back, moving in close. Anticipation rose, but instead of pressing their lips together, he brushed his thumb over her lower lip. “One kiss on file, it is. I’ll be sure to redeem it as soon as I’m ready.”

Her sheer disappointment must have shown, but at the same time, it was fun to not be able to guess what was coming next. It added something to their relationship, and it made her warm inside.

That’s when it struck—this was about her contributions as well. So far, Steve had been incredible. In fact he’d been the one who’d gone out of his way to deal with her schedule and issues.

If this was going to work,
really
work, she needed to give as well. Maybe Steve needed a little knocking off balance. A little giving to…

“Where’s my patient?” she asked as ideas raced through her brain.

He tilted his head toward the small lean-to. “In the corral.”

It didn’t take long for Melody to finish her work, and Steve was about to escort her back to her truck when she paused, stretching her arms above her head.

Irresistible temptation. He took a slow perusal from top to bottom all over again, thrilled he was allowed to not only admire from a distance, but had the privilege of getting up close and personal as well. His life was damn fine these days—as long as she was feeling the same way about him.

Only the expression she turned on him didn’t make for an easy answer. Something in her eyes made him pause. “What’s up, sweetheart?”

Melody took a look around, head tilted to one side. “Where’s the rest of the family?”

“Back at the ranch house or the barns, and Lee is in the southwest fields.” He offered her a grin. “Technically, I can kiss you without it costing me anything. We’re definitely not in public.”

She hummed. “I had something else in mind.”

“Why does that sound dirty? Or am I being hopeful?”

“Oh, you’re being hopeful, but sometimes even optimists get Christmas in July.” She caught him by the hand and pulled him toward the lean-to, directing him until he was leaning against the rough wooden boards.

“Now who’s being bossy?” he asked, smirking at her determined expression, his body reacting in interest at the sexual innuendo. If she wanted to do something raunchy, he was all for it.

Melody pressed one palm against his chest as if she were locking him in place. “Tell me now if you don’t want me to have my wicked way with you.”

“First, I’m not stupid, and second I’m not a liar.” He wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but hell if he wanted her to stop. “I’m at your mercy.”

Famous last words. Whatever had lit a fire under her, Melody was red-hot and willing to burn.

“You don’t mind if I do a little exploring, do you?” Her hands were on his T-shirt, lifting it upward to expose his abdomen and chest. Another happy sound escaped her as she traced her fingers over his stomach muscles. “You are so gorgeous.”

She leaned forward and slid her tongue along the ridges of his abdomen, and his body was alert and reacting. His cock had gone hard, crowding the front of his jeans as he willed her hands lower to set him free.

He could’ve wished for the moon. Instead of giving him breathing room, she stole his mind for the next ten minutes, kissing her way up his torso, sliding her fingers over his nipples before licking and using her teeth.

Her hands and nails moved constantly, teasing and scratching and making him mad with desire until he had to grit his teeth and press his palms to the wooden wall behind him. It was the only way to keep from catching hold of her and changing her agenda to one that matched the speed he’d like to go. Hard. Fast.

Right fucking
now
.

She paused, tilting her head back to gaze at him, mischief dancing in her eyes. “You doing okay?” she asked.

“Just peachy,” he lied, his hips pulsing forward involuntarily as her hands grazed his belly.

“That’s good.” One hundred percent trouble in her attitude. “Because I’d hate to have you suffering. You’ve been so kind and generous taking care of me, I thought maybe I should return the favour.”

He shouldn’t have let images of her lips wrapped around his cock leap to mind. It only made the waiting more unbearable.

“You want to be in charge?” he double-checked, just on the off chance he’d misunderstood her.

She dashed his hopes. “Oh, I’m totally in charge.”

This time. Only this time, and thank God that meant she was finally undoing his buckle and zipper, pulling his cock free and wrapping her fingers around the shaft as she squeezed expertly.

“Please tell me you intend to get me off.”

If she wanted him to beg, at this point he had no objections. He’d get revenge for it later, but right now his vision blurred as she moved her hand with enough pressure to set him trembling.

“I’ll get you off,” she promised.

And before he could ask any more questions, she lowered herself to the ground, sliding to her knees between his legs as she tugged his jeans and boxers to his thighs. His erection snapped upright, its hard length hitting his belly. When he looked down, his cock rose as the lone barrier between them.

A drop of fluid already clung to the head, and she leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lap it up. The movement was kitten soft and irresistibly sexy. He wanted to close his eyes to enjoy every sensation more fully. He needed to keep his eyes open to admire every move she made as she explored.

Melody tilted her head back and smiled seductively as she licked her lips, and a shiver of lust tore through him.

“Take me in your mouth,” he demanded, threading his fingers through her hair and bringing her closer.

“Hmm, in time.” She lapped at the head of his cock, tormenting him with the promise of more. She licked along the underside of his cock, the heat of her mouth burning him, slick moisture coating him and drawing his balls tight to his body. Melody soaked him enthusiastically before adjusting her stance.

She tugged at his hips, and he followed her command, standing away from the wall. Scalding heat covered him as Melody engulfed his cock, her fingers digging into his ass cheeks as she controlled the speed, the depth. The girth of his erection stretching her lips as she pressed her nose closer to his groin.

She drew back slowly, applying wicked suction, and he throbbed in the best way possible. Maybe throbbed a tad too much.

“Hell,
yeah
. So frickin’ good.” Steve tightened his thigh and ass muscles in an attempt to fight the urgent need to thrust. She worked him over as if this blowjob was the best thing in her entire world, and nothing was going to distract her from her task.

Everything about her turned him on. Everything she did drove him to the breaking point. His body was screaming for him to catch her up off her knees and find a flat surface to lay her on.

She slid down his length, taking him all the way to the back of her throat, and in spite of her barely having touched him, Steve couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Fuck.” He caught her head in his hands and pried her off his cock, snatched her up and stomped all of four feet to the rail fence surrounding the corral. “Hold the top rail and stand on the bottom one,” he ordered.

She followed his instructions as he undid her pants, jerking them past her knees. “Steve, I was going to—”

He caught her hips and jerked them backward, putting his cock to her pussy. “Yes?”

Melody answered by pressing against him, clinging to the top rail as she offered him paradise.

He had just enough presence of mind to slip his fingers through her folds to make sure she was wet. “Did it turn you on, sweetheart? Doing wicked things to me right out in the open air?”

“You talking or fucking?” Melody rocked her hips back and he rocked forward, his length sinking in deep. Sweet, hot pressure surrounded him.

This wasn’t helping with his control issue.

He reached around her and put his hand to her clit in an attempt to catch her up.

“You’re going too fast,” she teased.

One hand clutching her hip, Steve pulled back, fingers shaking as he fought the urge to fuck her like a mad man. His cock was covered in her moisture, and seeing the way they connected, seeing his shaft disappear into her didn’t help one bit.

He must have made a strangled sound or something that indicated his troubles. Didn’t matter that he was trying to keep it together, Melody seemed determined to ruin his plans.

She pushed back, speeding up the motion between them enough to send him careening toward the cliff. “It’s okay, just do it. Don’t wait for me, I’m having a blast.”

Even without her permission, he couldn’t have stopped. His cock jerked, and he covered her, pressing as deep as possible, eliminating the air space between them as his head spun and he fought to keep his balance. Body spinning with pleasure as he lost himself in her heat. Emptying until he had nothing left to give.

He ended up with his hands on either side of hers, death-gripping the railing to stay vertical.

“I’m a shit,” he confessed when he could speak. “You didn’t come.”

Melody laughed as she untangled them, twisting to face him. Both of them had their pants around their knees and the rest of their clothes disheveled. The look on her face?

Priceless.

“I wasn’t looking for an orgasm. I planned to finish you with my mouth.”

Impossibly, his cock twitched at the thought. “
Fuck
, Melody.”

She tugged her clothes back into position. “Just remember, that’s one kiss in public you can’t have.”

He lifted her to the top railing and perched her there as he stepped between her knees and let his satisfaction show. “Thank you.”