The Cowboy's Property (Siren Publishing Classic) (6 page)

He watched as she slid one graceful hand around to the back of her neck. She rubbed it back and forth and rolled her head from side to side. “Rough day?” It was best to try to keep the conversation light.

She nodded and moved the hand around to glide over the skin above her breasts.

“What happened?”

“Laura is a bitch who couldn’t run a business if she had a dummies guide tattooed to her forehead. She fired one of my wranglers today because he asked her why she shorted him on his paycheck. Said she didn’t need a reason.” Her hand stilled. “Jack, I really shouldn’t have told you that. You’re a guest here. It’s not right for me to discuss those kinds of things with you.”

“You talked to me about the ranch the other night.”

“I was thinking about your cock instead of what I should and shouldn’t be saying to you.”

“So, don’t think of me as a guest.” His eyes followed her hand as it resumed moving across her chest and trailed down her other arm.

“What should I think of you as?” She looked at him from under heavy lids.

His cock jerked at the seductive tone in her voice. “A friend.”
Down, boy, down.

She leaned her head back against the rim of the hot tub and stretched her body under the water. “Just,” her toes grazed the inside of his thigh, “a friend?”

Jack circled her ankle with his fingers and stilled her movements. “What else do you want?” Two could play this game. His fingers slid up the delicate skin on the inside of her calf. She closed her eyes and bit her lip.

“I just want to know what your intentions are.” A hiss came through her clenched teeth as he brushed the inside of her knee.

“I won’t lie to you.” He gripped her ankle and pressed her foot against his cock. “I have every intention of fucking you.” He reached across the expanse of the tub and pulled her to him. “The sooner the better.”

She gasped as he pressed her intimately against the ridge of his arousal, her knees pressed against his hips as she straddled him, her hands on his chest. He let his hands slide from her waist to caress the silken skin on the inside of her thighs. A shudder raced over her body when he brushed her pussy with his thumbs. It would be so easy to push the thin fabric of her suit aside and slip into her.

She ran her hands up his chest and gripped his shoulders. He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, crushing her breasts against him. One hand trailed up her spine and cupped the back of her neck. Applying gentle pressure, he tilted her head so he could have better access to the sensitive skin of her neck.

Jack slid his tongue across her collarbone and up the column of her throat until she gasped. He gently nipped her and was rewarded with a low moan telling him he’d found the right spot. “What do you want, Kayla?”

She pressed herself closer to him and slid her fingers into his hair. Through the scalding water, he could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. His lips wandered up her neck and across her cheek to her mouth. Never had a woman kissed him like her very life depended on it.

Kayla’s tongue met his in a frenzied battle. Moist and hot. Needing and searching. He slid his hand between them and found her pussy slick with cream. With gentle strokes, he made her body quiver with need. She responded so easily to him, with such passion, and the way his body responded to her was nothing to laugh at.

“Jack,” she murmured against his lips, “I want you.” She reached between them and brushed her fingers across the blunt head of his cock. The sensation brought a low moan from deep in his chest.

He strummed the thumb of his left hand across her swollen clit. “Do you want me,” one long finger slipped into her pussy, “or do you need me?” He swallowed her cry of ecstasy with his mouth.

“Both,” she gasped as he sank his finger deeper into her channel.

“I left the condoms in my room, but I’m clean.”

“My last checkup was six months ago, but I haven’t been with anyone since.” Kayla rolled her hips, forcing his finger deeper.

“Are you on the pill?” God, he hoped so.

She shook her head.

Jack blew out a deep breath. “We just can’t catch a fucking break.”

“I think it gives us a really good excuse.”

He tilted his head to the side and studied her. “For what?”

“To be creative.” She raised her body slightly and positioned his cock at the rim of her rear hole.

Jack moaned. He loved fucking a woman in the ass almost as much as her pussy, but it had been over a year since a woman trusted him enough to let him. The fact that after only a week together Kayla was willing made his heart clench. He’d really gone off the deep end for her. He wasn’t sure exactly when it happened. Maybe it all started that first day when she whipped his towel off and left him standing there stark ass naked. The when didn’t really matter. The only thing that mattered to him now was making sure he didn’t screw it up.

Pulling her higher on his lap, he let his finger slip from her hot channel and glide back to caress her puckered entrance. When he eased past the first ring of muscle, her gaze locked with his. Passion sparkled in the blue depths.

Her lips parted as she sank down slowly on his penetrating finger. She set the pace, letting the water aid her movements. When she came back down a second finger accompanied the first. She lowered herself one more time before rising and letting him slip completely out of her.

“If I don’t get something besides your mouth and fingers soon, Jack, I’m going to scream.”

One of his hands gripped the base of his cock while the other kept her suit bottom pulled aside. “Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?” He rubbed the head across her entrance.

“As long as it’s with your cock.” Her short nails raked across his shoulders. “And as long as it’s right now.”

Muscles stretched and surrounded the head of his dick as he flexed his hips, easing into her rear passage. Tight, moist heat surrounded him. His eyes slid closed as she lowered herself onto his cock. A steady descent that already had him aching to burst. Torn between wanting to come now and letting the pleasure continue, Jack leaned back and let Kayla set the momentum.

Breathy gasps mixed with the tranquil sound of the spa jets, creating an erotic symphony. Jack opened his eyes and gazed at the woman riding his cock. Breathtaking. Her head was thrown back, and her lips parted in ecstasy. The muted lighting from the hot tub cast an ethereal glow around her body.

Her muscles thrummed against his cock as she increased the pace. Her fingers on his shoulders tightened, and her nails bit into his skin. “God, this feels good.”

Jack palmed her ass and squeezed. “The sex, or the fact that we could get caught?”

“Both.” Kayla locked her gaze with his. “I like to be a little naughty sometimes.” She rolled her hips, driving him deeper.

“I kind of figured that about you.” Two fingers of his right hand dove into her pussy, swirling and caressing. Stroking in just the right spot.

She dropped one hand from his shoulder and reached behind her to cup his balls. “Do you like to be naughty, Jack?”

He lifted her off his cock, spun her around so she was leaning across the edge of the tub onto the wooden deck with her ass raised tantalizingly out of the water. He stood behind her and slipped back into her warmth. “The naughtier the better.”

Kayla groaned and rocked back against him. Her fingers massaged his balls as he continued pushing into her rear passage. “Fuck me, Jack. Make me come.”

He slid his right hand from her hip to her clit and pinched the hard nub gently. Her inner walls rippled around his cock. A quick flick and she cried out as she spasmed. The rhythmic pulsing shot a bolt straight from his balls to the tip of his dick. Just a few more thrusts and he knew he would follow her over the edge.

Lights flashed as the security lamps came on. The clank of the metal gate and laughter floated across the pool to them. Jack groaned, and Kayla splashed back to the opposite side of the tub.

Kayla scrambled out of the tub and snatched her towel from the chair.

“Where are you going?” he whispered.

The voices were getting closer. She winked at him. “I did the talking last time we got caught. Now it’s your turn. Have fun explaining your lack of apparel.”

He watched helplessly as she grabbed her clothes and darted out the side gate a split second before Laura and the blonde tart with the red claws came around the sauna house. They stopped as soon as they spotted him in the water and stared.

“Jack? What are you doing out here?” Laura licked her lips and gazed at the water above his crotch.

Suddenly aware of the lack of bubbles in the water and the fact that his nudity was no longer a secret, he racked his brain trying to think of a good excuse for being in the hot tub, naked, with a stiff one, so late at night. The truth was not an option. Kayla could lose her job if Laura knew.

The blonde bimbo smiled. “Would you like some help with that?”

Jack looked from Laura to her guest. They both stood there staring at him as if he was the main course, and they were ready to eat, waiting for his response.
Well, Hell!

Kayla stared at the numbers centered in the middle of Jack’s suite door the next night. The word had spread like wildfire through the ranch. Laura had sold out. The ranch was officially under new ownership, effective immediately.

She’d wanted to share the news with Jack, but he hadn’t been to the barn all day, and Kayla only caught a glimpse of him during the dinner service. Determined not to waste any of the time they had left, she waited until the lodge had settled down for the night, grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses, and went to his room.

The day had been perfect so far. Now, standing outside his door with the wine and glasses in hand, she began to question how it would end. She hadn’t realized how much she had come to care for Jack until the day passed with no word from him. Her heart had only been broken once, but the pain of it was something she would never forget. Saying good-bye to Jack was going to hurt, but she was determined not to cry until after he was gone. With a deep breath, she summoned her courage and knocked lightly.

Jack opened the door and stood before her in a pair of faded jeans and nothing else. Lord, but the man had a body made to tempt saints. A six-pack she could wash clothes on. Biceps so big both her hands couldn’t wrap around them. The man was sex on a stick, no doubt about it.

Kayla gave him a shy smile and held up the bottle. “Care for a glass?”

He didn’t say a word, just held the door open for her and motioned her inside with a nod. She walked to the small table in front of the windows, poured them both a glass of the rich red wine, and held his glass out to him. He closed the door and gazed at her from across the room. “You trying to get me drunk so you can ravage me?”

“Do you need to be drunk?”

“Hell, no.” He accepted the wine and resumed his position. “You can ravage me anytime you want.”

“I didn’t see you around today.” Kayla watched him as he leaned against the wall near the door. He was sexy as hell.

“I had some things to take care of down in Denver.” He walked across the room and set the glass down on the table beside her.

“Oh. Business?” Shit, he smelled good.

The corded muscles of his arms bulged as he crossed them over his chest. “Why did you come here tonight, Kayla?” His eyes roamed over her body.

A shiver of excitement raced down her spine. “Because I wanted to spend time with you.”

“Oh, yeah?” He quirked a brow. “And just how would you like to spend the time?”

She traced a path down his abs to the waistband of his jeans. “On my back. On my knees. I’m not real picky as long as we’re both naked.”

“What if I want to talk?”

“Talk?” She fingered the stiff ridge of his cock through the denim. “I think you want to do more than that.”

“Definitely, but right now I want you to talk to me.” Jack unfolded his arms from across his chest and cupped her face in his hands. His eyes were dark with lust and something more she couldn’t quite name.

“I don’t know what you want me to say,” she whispered.

Jack closed the distance between them and brushed his lips across hers softly. “Whatever is on your mind.” His fingers trailed along her jaw. “Maybe I want you to tell me you don’t want me to leave.”

He pressed her back against the wall and placed an arm on either side of her, effectively trapping her. “There’s nothing wrong with saying it, Kayla,” he murmured in her ear.

Heat coiled low in her stomach as his warm breath caressed her skin. Heaven knew she wanted him. She wanted him more than sex. So much more. She did want him to stay, but she couldn’t find the courage to say the words.

“Don’t think about it, just say it.” His teeth closed around her earlobe and tugged ever so gently, causing her heart rate to triple. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

She closed her eyes against the prickle of tears. “I can’t.” But, God, how she wanted to. She wanted to scream it for the entire world to hear.

His tongue scorched a heated trail down the column of her neck. “Why not? What are you afraid of?” He nipped at the patch of skin where her neck and shoulder met. She moaned softly.

“You’re leaving day after tomorrow,” she said breathlessly. Her knees felt like jelly as he gently nipped her again.

“I know you don’t want me to. I saw it in your eyes the other night in front of your cabin, and again last night in the hot tub.” He shifted slightly to her other side and whispered, “I want to hear you say it. I need to hear you say it. I have to know if this past week has meant as much to you as it has to me.”

She opened her eyes and looked at him. A single tear slid slowly down her cheek, and he gently thumbed it away. The sound of her heart pounding echoed in her ears as she gazed into his eyes.
I’m falling in love with you.

An unknown emotion flashed across his face as if he had heard her thoughts, a split second before he captured her mouth in a hungry kiss. His fingers burrowed into her hair, and he pulled her flush against him. The feel of his hard body pressing her against the wall caused a rush of heat to flow through her. Her tongue met his in a fevered battle, curling around it in a desperate attempt to fill the lusty ache. Lips, teeth, mouths all meeting in a moist, aggressive coupling that left her pussy clenching with need.