Shoulda Been A Cowboy (15 page)

“
Naturally.”

“
Sound like a plan?”

“
Sounds like the best plan I've ever heard.”
Cam lowered his head and kissed her stupid.

Chapter Eight

Sweet baby Jesus. If Cam was crazy about Domini before,
it was nothing—
nothing
—compared
to the way he felt about her now.

He flat out fucking loved her.

Loved. Her.

The woman had guts. No one in his life said shit like
that to him. Not even his in-your-face sister, not even at his lowest
point. And the hell of it was she'd been exactly right. He
had
been a selfish bastard in bed. Even Domini's surrender had been
about him.

No more. He would lay himself bare for her. Completely.
He ripped his mouth away and mumbled, “Stay with me tonight. At
my house. All night.”

“
Maybe. It depends on a couple of things.”

He ignored the spike of fear and said, “Anything.
Name it.”

“
Well, can I touch you as much as I want? Because
I have a lot of catching up to do.”

“
As much as you can handle.”

Cam tried to remain calm at the thought of her waking up
and staring at his stump while he was still asleep.

This is about trust. You have to start someplace or
you'll lose her and never have to worry about her staring at
any
part of you.

He headed downstairs and waited for her while she
grabbed her stuff.

She bounded around the front end of his truck. Moonlight
glinted off her hair, making her look like a goddess. An angel.

Mine
, roared in his head,
she's all mine
.

Not that Miss I'm-Never-Getting-Married would
appreciate his claim on her.

Domini climbed in, scooting right next to him like she
always did. He grinned. She was cuddly as a kitten. Oh yeah, this
woman was most definitely his, whether she knew it yet or not,
whether she liked it or not.

On the drive Cam draped his arm across the back of the
seat and his fingers toyed with her hair.

She said, “You nervous?”

“
Yep. Do you think that makes me a pussy?”

“
No. I think it makes you real.”

“
Meaning what?”

“
Meaning…I sort of lied when I said I
wasn't afraid of you.”

Cam frowned.

“
Sometimes you scare me, the larger than life
persona. Cam McKay, the injured war hero. The model cop. The dutiful
son and brother.”

“
You're makin' me sound like John
Wayne or something.”

“
Does that bother you?”

“
I don't know. I am who I am.”

“
That's who I want.”

He nudged her shoulder. “You sure you don't
have some sweet-talkin' cowboy heritage hiding in that
Ukrainian background?”

She laughed.

When they pulled up to his house, he said, “I'll
let you inside but I've gotta take care of Gracie first.”

A moment of silence followed and then she blurted, “Can
I come with?”

Cam squinted at her. “Seriously?”

“
Ah. Sure. You're facing your fears tonight,
maybe I should face mine too.”

“
Sometimes you scare
me
,
Domini Katzinski.”

“
Why?”

Because I'm so in love with you that I'm
afraid I'll do anything to keep you forever.

“
Cam? Are you going to answer me?”

He grinned. “Nope.”

Gracie was penned in the backyard. Although Domini
winced when she heard the happy yips, she trucked along.

“
Hey Gracie. Sit. Good girl.” He glanced
over his shoulder at Domini. “Give me your hand.”

“
She isn't going to chew it off, is she?”

“
No. However, she probably will slobber all over
it.”

Domini held very still as Cam guided her hand through
the chain link fence. Gracie sniffed. And sniffed. Then she whimpered
and licked Domini's palm. “That tickles.”

She petted Gracie as if she'd done it a million
times before, but he knew what a huge leap of faith it was for her.
Cam said, “Go inside. I'll finish up and be right there.”

He cleaned up before he headed to his bedroom. Damn. His
heart was pounding something fierce. He froze in the doorjamb at the
sight of Domini stripped to nothing and perched on the edge of his
bed.

“
Hi.”

“
Hi,” he said back, feeling totally lame.
“Man. I am more nervous right now than I've ever been.”

“
I understand. But I'm not backing down. So
strip. Oh, and come closer so I can see every muscle ripple. Because
you can't know how often I've wanted to lick you from
head to toe.” She smiled cheekily. “With your permission,
of course.”

“
Of course. I doubt I'll deny you anything.”
Keeping his gaze on hers, he yanked his T-shirt over his head and
tossed it behind him.

Domini reached for his bare chest. She made a little
purring sound as her hands skated over his pecs and his ribcage, then
lower to trace the defined lines of his abs. “Do you do
anything when you're off duty besides work out?”

“
I harass my favorite cook.”

“
Lucky me.” She met his gaze. “Lose
the sweats.”

Blood rushed into his head as loud as a raging river.
His heart galloped a million miles an hour. His body quaked. Hell,
even his voice was thready. “I—I…Domini…Dammit.
I don't know if I can—” Shit. He was such a fucking
pansy-assed loser.

“
It's okay. Hold on to the post and let me
do this for you.”

Cam nodded and shut his eyes.

Cool fingers traced the elastic band sitting low on his
hipbones and his belly quaked from her gentle touch. One fast, hard
tug and the sweats were down around his ankles.

“
Lift your right foot. Good. Now your left. Good.”

How many times had he suffered the dream where he'd
gone to school naked? A dozen times perhaps. This was worse.
Way
worse. Standing naked before a beautiful woman and exposing his
flaws?

A tender kiss landed on his belly button. Followed by a
series of harder, insistent nipping kisses as she moved south. But
she didn't go straight down his groin. She didn't kiss or
lick or nuzzle his cock. She detoured to his left thigh.

His whole body flamed with embarrassment. He wanted to
apologize for being crippled. To tell her to stop.

But she didn't. Domini kept going until she
reached the band of the sock above his stump.

Cam gathered the courage to open his eyes. He looked
down at her. And saw nothing but concentration. He smoothed her hair
away from her cheek. “What?”

“
You don't wear that to bed, do you?”

“
No.”

“
Will you let me watch you take it off?”
When he frowned she added, “I don't have some kind of
weird stump fetish, okay? It's part of you. I don't want
you to feel uncomfortable with me or in your own bed. Especially if
I'm going to be in your bed often.”

He growled, “I may never let you out of my bed.”

Domini smiled.

Cam didn't look at her while he went through the
play by play of removing the prosthesis. The thick prosthetic socks.
The silicone sleeve. Releasing the suction that attached his residual
limb to the socket.

But at the moment of truth, when his limb would be out
there uncovered, scarred, naked and ugly, he hesitated.

Domini didn't. She hopped off the bed and stood in
front of him. “What do you do with it at night? Turn it into a
crazy leg lamp like in that movie
A Christmas
Story
?”

He laughed with relief. “No. I just toss it on the
chair and make sure my crutches are close by.” He jerked his
stump out and waited.

“
Can I touch it?”

“
Umm. Sure.” He'd had the prosthetic
specialist touch it. Nurses touched it. Doctors touched it. Even
Keely had touched it. But never a lover. He found himself holding his
breath as her fingers connected with his skin.

“
How much can you feel?”

“
Everything from about two inches up.”

Domini seemed absorbed in the process. Just when he was
starting to get freaked out, she pressed her mouth to his and kissed
him with the same softness and consideration as she caressed him.
When the kiss heated up, she pulled back. “Will you tell me all
about this robotic leg after?”

“
Ah. Sure.”

“
Good.” She scrambled back into the middle
of the bed. “We're both naked. I want to feel you on top
of me, Cam. In me.”

Goddamn. He was so touched by everything she said,
everything she did, everything she was, he felt tears stinging his
eyes.

Don't be a fucking cry-baby. Man up
.
Mount up
.

He sat, swung his right leg up and was flat on his back,
thinking about his next move, when Domini straddled him.

His cock jerked toward her like a heat-seeking missile.

“
Tell me what to do.”

“
For now, just let me touch you.”

His hands mapped the curves of her body, starting with
her breasts. He played with her nipples, watching the tips pucker
beneath his stroking thumb. “Bring them to my mouth.”

Domini placed her hands above his head on the mattress.
She teased his lips with the peaks, one side, then the other until he
sucked her deep and hard. She arched her neck, sending her silken
hair cascading down her back as her eyes closed in bliss. It was the
sexiest thing he'd ever seen.

He clamped his hands on her hips and brought the hot,
wet, center of her sex down on his cock. He urged her to slide along
the length of his shaft as he lavished attention on her breasts.

Her breathing changed and her body went taut. Cam knew
she was about to come. He lifted her up.

She emitted a protesting squeak. “What are you
doing?”

“
Making this last more than fourteen seconds for
both of us, Miz Impatient. Slide your legs down. Hold tight.”
He carefully rolled them using his right leg, so she was on the
bottom.

Domini blinked up at him. Then her hands were
everywhere. On his shoulders. Traveling down his back. Gripping his
ass. “You have such an amazing body.” She lightly whapped
him on the butt. “Do you know what torture that was for me?
Knowing you were built like this? You're the sexiest, hottest
man I've ever known and I wasn't able to get my hands on
you?”

“
You can touch me all you want now.” He
nuzzled her neck. “Spread your legs wider.” Cam kissed
her as he pushed in to the hilt. He groaned. She groaned.

At first it felt weird in this position, one foot bare,
one foot not there, as he steadily rocked into her. Cam used his
upper body strength to propel him into her tight sheath with each
thrust. “You feel good, Domini.”

“
I like looking in your eyes and feeling every
part of your body rubbing on mine.”

He crushed his mouth to hers and used his tongue the
same way he was using his cock. Slowly and steadily. Waiting for that
moment when Domini's body signaled him to pound into her.

She ripped her lips free and whispered something low and
husky in Ukrainian in his ear.

Cam lost it. He slammed into her.

Domini arched, meeting his every hard stroke, keeping
her legs wrapped around his hips. “Yes!” She gasped and
started to come; her pussy muscles squeezed his cock, sucking it in
deeper.

He rode out the waves with her. When the tension left
her body, she gave him a dazed smile. “Wow.”

Cam pushed up off her, separating their chests. “You
wanted to touch me, princess. Play with my nipples.”

Domini didn't use her fingers; she used her mouth.
She sucked, licked and bit his nipples until his balls drew up tight
and he bowed back as he came in long, slow bursts of liquid heat.

His arms shook and he collapsed, sinking into the soft
cushion of her body. He breathed in the perfume of her skin mixed
with the musky scent of sex filling the air.

He didn't know how much time passed as they
remained intimately connected, caressing and kissing, but it was long
enough for his cock to stir with intent. Cam pinned her hands above
her head and growled, “Again.”