Their Ex's Redrock Midnight (Texas Alpha) (17 page)

R
usty was sliding up and down his cock so fast her silky hair was flying along with her hard nipples rising and falling on the tips of her bouncing breasts while he gripped her waist, helping her go faster. His woman was taking his cock like she owned it, while her old bed sounded as if it was going to collapse at any second. Her hands hit his chest for leverage, and he unlatched one hand from the indent of her waist to rub her hot, swollen clit.

The high, careening sound she made was fucking hot, and as much as he loved seeing her sweet, needy pussy gushing in tight little squirts as he thrust up into her, he felt the driving need to be in more control. So he flipped his lady beneath him and he bought a new angle, which rolled Rusty’s eyes back as she moaned.

Cabe pulled out and rubbed the head of his cock between her slit, then he plunged inward, her hot silk grabbing him deep. Rusty squealed higher and higher as he kept up the maneuver until he was fucking her slit as fast as he was fucking her, while he held her thighs wide with her ass tilted up. Her hard nipples swung in motion with his rapider thrusts.

“Boo,
eyes
,” he ordered, hearing her making over-the-top coming sounds.

Her eyes turned electric with passion fixed on him, and he watched them deepen like pools as she climaxed so hard it coated his cock, returning over and over through her slit. Then he couldn’t hold it any longer and he hit it deep, riding Rusty up higher against him until her sweet ass cupped his balls and he ejaculated so hard it was a pounding rumble in his chest.

He held her there for a long time with his cock buried so deep and his thighs clamped to her hips while her legs were hooked in the crook of his arms. He held her there while they both breathed heavily, talking with their eyes. He held her there, feeling the connection. He looked down at it.

“This is where I want to be,” he uttered.

Her hand moved and she had to lift up tighter to cup his cheek. “This is where I want to be,” she whispered back.

He kept her so close all night long she was part of him, then in the morning he kissed her slowly awake until she smiled at him with sleepy sensuality. He thought by the rising heat in her gaze and the forays of caresses she was making ever lower on his bare chest that she thought they were going to get hot and busy. He had other plans, and he started by pulling her under him so he could hold either side of her head.

“You think once you get a driver for your taxi you might have some extra time to help me out at WTSF?”

Rusty blinked at him as if she was confused, then her irises cleared from sweetly dazed arousal to curiosity. “I might,” she murmured, reaching up to trace his bottom lip. “You organizing my life?” she asked in a whisper.

He nodded with his nose touching hers. “Yeah, organizing it with my life.”

She inhaled and he felt the touch of her hard nipples on his chest, then she breathed out, “Wow.”

“I know we’ll take our time, because I have to get through the divorce, but that will be quick now, so I’m declaring I want to be with you, spend all my free time with you, and always be available to you.”

“Honey,” she whispered, sifting her hand through his hair as her eyes wandered over his face. “I think we have something really good, Captain.”

Cabe smiled, then kissed her on her nose. “I’ll make breakfast,” he said, rolling off her to swing out of bed.

Rusty looked at Cabe in her kitchen. He had his jeans on, but unzipped and half open while he was bare-chested and had no shoes on. Damn, she was a lucky woman. She watched through aroused and happy eyes as she played with the key in her hand. Two days ago, she’d not been sure about them—now she was positive.

Cabe walked toward her and he made her mouth dry he was so sexy as he set down a glass of orange juice in front of her with lazy sexiness in his eyes. As he turned to get the plates, Rusty caught his wrist, turning him back, and she lifted his hand to put the gold key in his palm. “Here’s the key, honey,” she said.

His gaze immediately got intense. “The key to here?” he asked with a deepness that made her shiver.

She nodded, but that was as far as she got before he hauled her upward. She latched on to his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist while she laughed with excitement. “What about breakfast,” she exclaimed.

“Later,” he growled, then he took her to the bedroom and he showed her how much her giving him the keys meant to him.

Two orgasms’ worth.

***

T
wo days later, Rusty sat in Vincent’s private jet across from Tess, remembering the day she’d given Cabe the key and the couple of days afterward. It was a hot, luscious dream, but it was reality, and she remembered it while Tess talked to Vincent on her cell right before they landed.

Rusty zoned them out, thinking about Cabe. The day she’d given him the key they’d had sex against the wall because they’d never made it to the bed. It was the most amazing thing she’d done to that time, but since then it had gotten even better. That night, after Cabe had cooked dinner, he’d started taking her clothes off until he’d had her naked, then he’d turned the TV on and pulled her naked down onto the couch on top of him.

For hours he’d roamed little touches and caresses over her body: a nipple, inner thigh, or along her buttock. Later his fingers skimmed her slit ... until she’d been begging him in little whispers for his cock.

Cabe had pulled his thick shaft out and told her that her fucking fantastic mouth could have it. She’d sucked him, crawling naked all over him. It must have made him wild, because before she could get him to come in her mouth, he’d risen up and pulled her over the back of the couch to take her from behind. She’d been so slick with desire he’d slid hard inside her and she’d climaxed with a bang of intensity that had rocked her body.

Later Cabe had carried her to bed, where she slept naked against him. He’d whispered there would be no PJs or nighties in his bed. He wanted her naked against him. That night he’d cupped her mound before they’d fallen asleep, and he’d still been cupping her when they’d woken up.

It was so freaking possessive it made her hot just coming home to it every night, because he’d done it every night since.

They’d talked a lot when they could keep their hands off each other—usually after they were spent. She’d told him even though she’d accepted the gift shop she was worried what he thought of her accepting it from him. Cabe had taken her against him until he’d been completely surrounding her with his hard, naked body, and he’d said, “What’s mine is yours, boo. You mean more to me than money ever will.”

She’d freaked out and cried then. He’d held her and told her that later, when their lives straightened out, there’d be no prenuptial and he just hoped she wasn’t lured by money, but if she was he’d live with it, because it was her he wanted. She’d laughed through her tears, teasing him about being lured by money.

God she was happy

Amazing thing was he’d been right there for a long time.

Her cell rang, and Rusty saw it was Cabe, so she answered, saying, “Okay, I’m lured by all the cash it took to rent this jet to take me shopping.”

Cabe laughed, then he said, “I’ll borrow it from Vincent so we can go find treasures to fill your gift shop.”

“Big lure,” she teased.

“Seriously, boo, I want you just the way you are. But you’re too down to earth to be taken bad by loads of cash.”

Her heart melted more than it already was, but to cover it and keep from tearing up, she teased, “I don’t know—loads, did you say?”

He chuckled, and that made her hot. “You spend loads on your bridesmaid dress. I’m dreaming about seeing you in it.”

“Isn’t that Vincent’s money?”

“Exactly.” He laughed.

Rusty glanced at Tess, making sure she was busy, then she whispered, “I’ll try to Instagram you a couple pictures and I’ll be texting if I see a gift we should get them.”

They talked about maybe having to come back to Dallas for the gift, because they wanted it to be special. Vincent and Tess were only having a small, very quiet ceremony, mainly because they hoped it would be a long time before Vincent’s ex-wife Luna found out about the marriage. So it was going to be classy but very small. She and Cabe might be the only ones there; Tess and Vincent hadn’t decided yet.

Rusty made silly kissing sounds at Cabe before she hung up, then they were landing and Tess was looking all dreamy, so Rusty steered her to the waiting limo. Once inside the limo, Rusty poured Tess a glass of champagne.

“You look
so
happy, babe,” Rusty said, toasting.

Tess toasted her back. “I am.”

Shopping with a limo at their disposal and copious amounts of champagne was a blast. From the two outcast junior high girls to these heights felt to them as if they were freaking royalty.

“I’m not sure we are dressed with enough class to go in these exclusive wedding shops,” Rusty said, then the limo jerked, stopping at a light, and her champagne spilled. It missed her outfit and hit the seat as she groped around for something to wipe it off with while holding her champagne glass up in the air.

“Here, babe,” Tess said, grabbing a crumpled piece of paper that had been in the side armrest.

Rusty took the wad and swiped it over the spill as she finished the liquid in her glass, declaring, “Champagne only at stops for me.”

They both giggled, and Tess got back on topic. “Well, if they don’t like cowboy boots, skirts, and cute tops, maybe they will like Vincent’s platinum card.”

Rusty grinned back, feeling the champagne buzz. “That’ll keep their noses down.”

She was just getting ready to toss the paper Tess had given her into the armrest compartment on her side when Rusty noticed some words on the edge. She mouthed the word silently, “Whiterose.”

Immediately alert, she pulled apart the damp paper and realized it was a flyer for an appearance by Whiterose at some club in Dallas. She made an “uh oh” sound while reading toward the bottom.

“What is it?” Tess asked.

For one fleeting second Rusty thought about lying, but maybe it was a good thing. “Look at this, babe.”

Tess took the paper with her eyebrows rising as she read the flyer, then she muttered, “It looks like my ex is back managing her.”

Rusty had read Steven’s name at the bottom of the flyer too. “God, I wonder what kind of club it is,” Rusty said. “I can’t believe she’s still making a go of it.”

“I wonder what happened to Coronado?”

“Yeah,” Rusty whispered.

Then Tess raised her head. “I think this is good news, because it means they’re not in town, especially her. Vincent said she sold the house he gave her.”

“Not in town right now, so you won’t even have to worry about her for the wedding,” Rusty said.

Tess nodded. “I’ll tell Vincent; maybe he wants to find out a bit more.”

Rusty watched Tess fold the paper and put it in her purse. Then they were at their first stop, which was a very exclusive wedding shop in downtown Dallas. So exclusive they had more champagne and chocolates, plus private fitting rooms with couches, flowers in cut crystal, and wraparound mirrors with a pedestal in the middle. It was amazing.

But if Rusty thought that was stunning, she was blown away by the wedding dresses.

“I want the bridesmaid dress at the same time,” Tess told their personal assistants.

So Rusty found she was trying on gorgeous gowns right along with Tess trying on different wedding dresses, until Rusty found herself on the podium in a floor-length Jovani gown. It was navy chiffon with a sweetheart neckline and a sexy corset top, detailed with beaded embellished lace overlay and tulle underlay, then topped off with a thigh-high slit.

“That’s it!” Tess exclaimed, coming back out in one of the two wedding dresses they’d narrowed hers down to.

Tess’ was between a Jovani and a Sottero & Midgley wedding dress. The Jovani was a long crystal-beaded wedding gown with a beautiful, deep neckline and embroidered beading throughout the dress, but no train, just a sexy slit up the side—which was perfect for an intimate night wedding. Tess would look so yummy in it, Rusty knew Vincent would have a hard time keeping his hands off her. The dress just oozed sexiness.

Then there was the Sottero & Midgley embroidered metallic lace overlaid with beads and crystals down the length and into the train. Half-cap sleeves in the delicate beaded crystals, it was a little more formal and very elegant, with a light hint of rose that a night wedding by candlelight would pick up with sparkles. Another dress that once Vincent saw her in it, he would be thinking of bed instead of weddings. Which was exactly what they were going for, Rusty thought.

But Tess was back in the stunning Sottero & Midgley for the second time, only this time the assistants had decked her out in a veil. Rusty felt tears in her eyes as Tess came up to stand beside her.

“You look so beautiful,” Rusty warbled. She thought that Tess putting the dress back on again showed which one she liked the best.

“Look at us,” Tess murmured. “We look beautiful, like princesses.”

They bought both dresses and even had their first fittings, then Tess exclaimed, “Shoes next!”

After lunch at a seafood restaurant that was fabulous, they went wedding-shoe shopping. Rusty found hers first, and she swore she was never wearing another pair of high heels again. The entire shoe was embellished with black crystals with a peep toe and an over-five-inch heel. The very handsome man with an English accent at the exclusive shoe store said they were covered in Swarovski Crystals and had duchess silk underlay. They felt so good on her feet, they even
felt
expensive.

Tess was debating over two pairs: one with an all-over crystal sparkle, like Rusty’s but in silvery gems, and the other made of ivory silk with the Swarovski Crystals coating the five-inch heel and in another layer in the one-inch platform. Rusty was all for the platform ones that looked as if they had an inch layer of diamonds in the platform. Those heels were fairy princess, gone carnal, gone rich.

“Okay, Rusty. I’m going to trust you on this one and go with your pick.” Tess told the assistant to wrap them and bag them, then she said to Rusty, “Do you have one more stop in you? I want to get Vincent’s wedding present.”