Unbridled (23 page)

Connor’s inner caveman beat his chest in victory. She was missing him, and if he had his way, she wouldn’t miss him anymore because he intended on seeing her every day. In bed or out.

“That’s ’cause I’m near you.” He shook with arousal, wondering how he’d made it three days without being with her.

He never felt so out of control, and rather than running from it, which he had been doing, he ran toward it.

She chuckled and then inhaled deeply. “You smell good. You always do.”

Connor sniffed. “You smell like you need a shower.”

She gasped and smacked his chest. “Connor!”

He captured her mouth, ceasing the reprimand he knew was coming. Her lips softened immediately beneath his, and her tongue lapped at the seam of his lips before he had a chance to reciprocate. Alex was passion and fire all inside one petite, buxom package.

God, how he loved her.

Connor’s heart skipped a beat as his mind absorbed what his heart had just told him.
He loved her
. What the hell? That kind of shit happened only in movies, didn’t it? Shaking off all thought completely until he had time to think about all of it, he allowed his body to take control. To feel, to taste, to enjoy.

His tongue danced with hers, the gentle rasp echoing through his body as he pressed his aching cock against her mound. He felt the heat of her pussy through his jeans and her sweats.

“Talk about hot, woman; you’re about scorching me.”

She reached down and cupped his dick, then squeezed. His eyes rolled back in his head. “I’m going to do more than that, I think.”

Connor bit her nipples through the shirt and she arched up into him. He’d already discovered she liked a little pain with her pleasure, and apparently so did he.

“Let’s take a shower together and I’ll clean you up.” He bit the other nipple and she moaned.

“Now, that sounds good to me.” She returned the favor and pinched his nipples through his shirt.

His dick twitched at the sensation. Connor was no prude and had plenty of experience with women, but it had all been vanilla. Easy on the tongue but sweet.

Alex was more like an exotic flavor filled with hidden treasures to discover with each bite. He could hardly wait to taste her again.

After helping her up from the chaise, he led her to the bedroom and to the huge shower he’d had installed in the cabin. Grant had complained about the cost initially, but it fit the space perfectly, and there was room enough for two.

He turned on the water, and within moments, the room warmed up nicely, gentle puffs of steam filling the air. Alex was docile, unlike herself, but perhaps she needed to be. He wouldn’t complain; he’d simply do what he needed to.

Connor pulled off her T-shirt and bra, followed by her sweatpants, tsking when he discovered she wasn’t wearing panties. “Waiting for me?”

She grinned and shrugged. “You won’t hear me confess that particular sin.”

He shed his clothes quickly, then opened the shower door and bowed to her. “After you, m’lady.”

Naked, Alex curtsied. “Why, thank you, kind sir.”

The shower had two heads with alternating jets on three sides. Warm water doused them as they came together in an embrace. Heat rose from between their bodies and around them from the steam and water.

Connor’s dick was already aching, hard as a damn stone against her soft belly. She obviously couldn’t miss it, considering it was nearly fucking her belly button. He wanted her badly, but this wasn’t the time to have a fierce mating. It was a time to make love.

He guided her back until her hair was under the spray. With a soft touch, he wet it thoroughly, then put shampoo in his hands.

“Turn around, baby.”

She turned and sighed when his hands landed on her head. With a technique worthy of washing an infant, he shampooed her beautiful hair, paying careful attention to the injury at the back of her head. He pulled her back under the water and rinsed the locks until they squeaked beneath his touch.

Ignoring his own body’s hunger, he soaped up a body sponge and began washing her. She finally met his gaze and he saw gratitude, affection and pleasure there.

He lathered in circles down her back, massaging her ass, dipping his fingers between her cheeks until she made a soft mewl. Then he meandered down her legs with the sponge, big circles, small circles, until he reached her feet.

“Now turn.”

Alex complied, and he was pleased to see her nipples were like pink diamonds again, winking in the light with drops of water hanging from their tips. Against his will, he got to his knees and pulled one into his mouth and sucked.

She held his head in place and made sexy little moans deep in her throat. Connor kept his mouth on her nipple, licking, sucking and nibbling even as the sponge traveled up her legs, until he stopped at her pussy.

Alex spread her legs to give him access, and he pressed the sponge against her shaven lips. The rough sponge must have felt good because she clutched his head with her nails when he swiped her with it.

“Feel good, baby?”

“Mmmm, more.”

He made circles on her pussy, then pulled it back and forth again. Then, when he could hardly wait another second, he dropped the sponge and replaced it with his hand. He rinsed the soap away, exposing a clean, pink cunt dripping wet.

“Back against the wall.” He guided her until she was right in front of the side jets, then turned her until she faced them. “Now, don’t move.”

Connor reached up and pushed the button until the spray was an alternating sweep. It hit her sensitive nipples and she sucked in a breath.

“Holy shit.”

As the water pleasured her upstairs, Connor pushed her legs apart and knelt between them. The pink flesh glistened, begging him to touch her, taste her. He wasn’t about to resist. As his throbbing erection screamed to plunge into her beautiful pussy, he leaned forward and licked her instead.

This time she groaned. “Holy fuck.”

“Make up your mind, baby. I prefer the fuck.”

She chuckled. “Me too. Now, let me feel that tongue again, cowboy.”

“Your wish is my command, m’lady.”

Spreading her lips wider, he lapped at the hood protecting her clit until the plump nubbin grew larger. Her juices coated his tongue as he sucked at it. He could feel her tightening as the jets pleasured her nipples and his mouth pleasured her pussy.

He thrust two fingers inside her tight channel, groaning when he felt her clench around them. God, he needed to fuck her so badly.

As if she’d read his mind, she shook her head. “No, not fingers. I need your cock, now. Fuck.”

Connor got to his feet as quickly as he could, then flipped her around until she faced him.

“C’mere, woman.” He picked her up and she opened her legs to wrap them around his back. His dick brushed against her wet mound and he shivered at the touch.

Connor backed her into the shower wall until she was braced against it; then he eased into her hot, wet cunt. He closed his eyes as she closed around him like a hot fist. Damn, but it felt so good he almost came immediately.

“I won’t last,” he confessed against her neck as he plunged deep within her.

“Good, neither will I. Let’s ride, cowboy.” She kissed him, then thrust her tongue into his mouth, just as he was doing to her.

Sweet wet heat surrounded them, the steam and water making their bodies slick. Faster, harder, he pumped into her, pleasure catapulting him into a realm of ecstasy he’d never experienced.

He came so hard, so fast, he roared with it as he drove into her so deeply he touched her soul. She scratched at his back, her breath gusting past his ear as she shook in his arms. Connor’s pleasure overwhelmed him, making his eyes sting with tears as he rode the waves crashing over him.

Then he started to remember where he was and the fact his legs were nearly crumpling. He let her down as slowly as he could. Her heart thumped as heavily as his, the heat in the shower making it hard to focus. He pushed the door open and cool air washed over them.

He washed them both again with only his hands, this time without arousal, without urgency or need. By the time he was done, she was nearly asleep in his arms. Connor wrapped her in a towel, then carried her to the bed to dry her off, then himself. They slid under the covers and spooned together.

Connor couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so at peace.

A
nother few days passed before Alex finally ventured out into the world. Connor walked her to the main building without fussing, for which she was grateful. After she settled in her office, she got to work on the receipts from the last week, and within a few hours she felt fantastic. Working with numbers had always calmed her, made her feel grounded in a world of chaos.

By midmorning, she realized that although she was content in her little niche, she missed Connor. That thought made her rock back in the chair. It was odd that she was apparently so infatuated with him, had gotten so used to his presence, that she missed him after only a few hours.

As if she’d conjured him, he poked his head in the door. “How are you doing?”

She almost blurted that she was missing him, but caught it just in time. “Good, just catching up on the mess you left for me.”

He stepped into the doorway with a frown. “It’s not a mess.” Connor wore a bright green shirt, making his eyes stand out like emeralds in his face. He was so damn sexy, her body stirred to life after a few days of slumber.

“Close the door.”

His gaze widened as he realized her intentions. “We’re going to get caught.”

“No, we’re not. Now, shut up and get undressed.” Alex shut the door to her tiny office and leaned against it, unbuttoning her shirt as fast as she could.

“There’s a new guest tour coming through in five minutes.” Connor was undressing even as he admonished her.

“Too bad they won’t get to have great sex too.” Her body was already heating, her pussy wet with need. Every time she was around Connor, she was instantly aroused. At the moment, she didn’t want to consider why. She just wanted him. “It makes it more exciting if there’s a risk.”

He stripped off his pants and stood there in a spectacular pair of tightie whities. Ye gods, the man was magnificent. That chest covered in whorls of chocolate brown hair, the muscles spanning from one side of his body to the other, six-pack abs earned the hard way through honest labor. Long, muscular legs covered in the same dark hair. Then of course there was the nice package between his legs currently pressing against the restrictive white cotton.

Alex yanked off the rest of her clothes until she was naked. His gaze immediately fell to her breasts, to the hardened pink nipples that were currently aching for attention.

“Tell me what you want.” His voice was husky with need. She hadn’t considered where they’d fuck, just that she needed some right then and there. The office was convenient even if it was in a high-traffic area and it had a door.

“Sit in my chair, cowboy, and take off the damn underwear.”

He turned and pulled them off with his back to her. She knew he was doing it on purpose, teasing her with the view of his dimpled ass, which was a spectacular sight, to be honest. When he sat in the chair, she got an eyeful of the delicious erection he was sporting.

Connor had a very nice cock, not too long, but thick, with a pulsing vein running its length. His balls hung heavy below it, like a pair of kiwifruit ripe for her hands, her tongue and teeth. She dropped to her knees and took him in her hands. Even if the desk was pushing into her hip, she needed to taste him before climbing aboard.

“Alex . . .”

“Shhh, be quiet. I hear the tour group in the lobby.”

She gripped the base of his cock, squeezing as her other hand fondled his balls. His scent, man and the muskiness of his arousal, filled her nose as she bent down. One slow, long lick from base to tip made him jerk in the chair.

“Jeeeesus.”

“If you don’t shut up, I won’t suck your cock.”

He was quiet immediately, his hands gripping the edge of the chair. Alex smiled and bent down to continue. She lapped at the head of his staff, paying careful attention to the sensitive underside. His body tightened with each swipe of her tongue. He was clean with a slightly salty taste, simply scrumptious.

She licked him from top to bottom again and a tiny moan popped from his mouth. Alex stopped and looked up at him as voices were heard about ten feet from the door. The door that didn’t lock.

The moment became so charged, the hairs on her arms stood up. She held his gaze as her mouth closed around him and slid down the entire length of him. His pupils dilated and his breath puffed out in tiny bursts. Alex sucked and licked as her mouth ascended only to lap at the head of his cock again. She could hear people discussing the various places within the main building.

Strangers were six feet away and she was sucking Connor off. It was enough to make her reach down and flick her own clit. She spread her legs for easier access, her hand finding just the right spot and rubbing in slow circles.

Connor realized what she was doing and another tiny moan popped out. Big man with no self-control. She was going to test him even further, to see just how far she could push him, how hot their sex could get.

Alex sucked him in earnest, bobbing her head down his length. She squeezed him as she bit at the soft skin and a squirt of pre-cum landed in the back of her mouth. Her thumb pressed the base of him as she returned to the head again to nibble.

“Alex.” He whispered so softly she barely heard it. “Fuck me.”

Her body clenched so hard, she almost came. She met his gaze, even as the voices grew closer. Yes, it was time. She wanted to come while the crowd was outside the door, when the danger of discovery was the greatest.