Whiskey Girl (8 page)

The only movement he made was to lift his
body up and off hers. Their positions only allowed Ausha to push up onto her
elbows and scoot her butt back on the bed. She wanted to say something about
needing to fold down the comforter but wanted to feel his body on hers so
remained quiet.

“Ahh, much better,” he said as he once again
settled his weight upon her.

Ausha loved the length of him pressed
against her belly. Knowing he was so close and so hard only added fuel to her
already burning, out-of-control fire. “I think one of us has on too many
clothes.”

“Well, since you’ve only got this lovely
piece of lace on,” Doug said as he fingered the cup of her bra. “Then I must be
the one who needs to undress.”

If he didn’t sink deep inside her very
soon, Ausha thought she might explode. “Could you hurry?”

Doug levered himself off her then tugged on
her hand until she was once again sitting. “I’ve got an even better idea. How
about if you help me.”

Help him undress? Freaking gladly. Without
much thought to how it might look, Ausha climbed down from the bed and dropped
to her knees in front of Doug in order to unlace his work boots. Once finished,
she very carefully unbuckled his belt then loosened the button of his jeans
from its mooring. Next came his zipper. He hissed as tooth by tooth she lowered
it over the hard ridge of his engorged cock.

She wanted to taste him, to feel the
silky-soft hardness of him in her mouth and had finally talked herself into
taking the initiative when he stopped her. “Not right now, darlin’. I’m too
damn close to losing it already just watching you stare at me like a cat after
a bowl of cream.”

Good
, Ausha thought
to herself. She wasn’t the only one dangling over the ledge, waiting for a much
needed nudge in the right direction.

Doug took lowering his pants into his own
hands and then sat on the edge of the bed so she could finish pulling them off
after his boots and socks. All that was left between them were a snug pair of
black boxer briefs and the button-front shirt covering his hard chest from her
sight.

Making quick work of removing his shirt,
Ausha stood back to get a good look at him. He was tall and broad. His
shoulders seemed to stretch on forever and he had just enough hair on his chest
to keep her fingers from getting bored. His nipples were tightened into fine
points the same color as the rest of his work-tanned chest.

She followed the line of hair from his
navel to where it disappeared into his underwear and swallowed. He was
evidently large in every way possible. When he growled, Ausha looked up to find
him staring at her every bit as intently as she’d been looking at him.

“My turn now.”

When he came at her, his large hands aiming
for her bra, Ausha scooted back. “Oh no, I’m not done yet.” There was still a
large part of him covered and it just so happened she really wanted to see it
as well.

Doug groaned then. “Make it fast, baby, and
only touch what you need to or we’re going to be done before we’ve even
started.”

Ausha couldn’t remember ever having such an
effect on a man before. It was a heady sensation, making her tingle all the way
to her toes. Instead of pondering why, she reached for the cotton waistband and
inched it lower, taking care to miss the distended length of his thick cock.
The instant he was free of the underwear, Ausha knew she was in for it and that
it was going to be one hell of a ride.

“My turn now.”

Doug didn’t wait before moving in on her.
In the blink of an eye he’d divested her of her bra, leaving her completely
nude for his perusal. Being looked at so closely made her uncomfortable. It was
disconcerting to be the object of such scrutiny. She could feel a blush rise
over her chest all the way up to her cheeks. The only thing to save her was the
way his eyes smoldered as his gaze crept over every inch of her.

“You’re fucking beautiful.”

“Thank you. You are too.” It was the truth.
Doug was everything a woman should want, probably more if she took the time to
really see him, to allow herself to care.

“Are you on the Pill or anything?”

When she looked at him, he went on. “I want
to feel you without anything between us. I get tested twice a year and can
assure you I’m clean, but I’ll understand if you aren’t okay with it.”

She trusted him. As it had before, the
knowledge came from deep within. “I’m on the Pill, it helps regulate my
period.” Then as if she’d forgotten something, Ausha blurted. “I haven’t been
with anyone since Brian so there’s no worry about catching anything.”

“Aww, darlin’. You shouldn’t have been
alone all this time.” He pushed her hair back from her face in a way that was
too nice and made her want to ask him not to do so, not to care. “But I’m very
glad you waited for me.”

Ausha thought the sentiment an odd one.
She’d been married and even borne a child. It wasn’t as if she were a virgin or
anything. The look on his face kept her from verbally expressing as much. His expression
told her he meant every word he said. It was a strange sensation to trust what
he said and struggle not to run because she knew they were getting closer.

“You’re okay forgoing condoms then?”

He placed his forehead against hers and
sighed. It was then Ausha felt the trembling in his arms and noticed the way he
held his body rigid above hers.

“Come to me, Doug. Please fuck me. Hard.”

She needed it more than she cared to admit.
Until meeting Doug, she hadn’t realized how much she had missed the intimacy of
sex. Something told Ausha it was because no other man could accomplish the same
feeling in her and she wasn’t sure she liked the thought at all.

Doug groaned then lifted his head to stare
right into her eyes. He had a wild look about him. White lines bracketed the
corners of his mouth. Ausha wanted to see those lines gone. She wanted him to
relax and let things happen.

“Don’t talk like that, darlin’. I’m barely
holding on here as it is.”

The smooth tip of his cock nudged the
inside of her thigh, causing her to shiver in anticipation. “Don’t hold on,
please, Doug. I’m not going to break.”

Ausha was surprised to find she spoke the
truth. She felt a little more balanced, strength from the inside and not only a
façade for all to see, for the first time since Lauren’s death. Maybe Doug was
right. Maybe at some point in time she would begin to live again.

She was left no time to wonder about the
future when he knelt up, took her knees in his hands, spreading her wide, then
powered home all in one deep, long, pleasurable lunge.

Chapter Seven

It was a good thing Ausha wasn’t looking
for him to be gentle with her because, frankly, Doug wasn’t sure the simple
task would have been within his power to accomplish. Her warm, wet pussy was
overpowering, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. He couldn’t seem to stay
away from what she so freely offered.

The heat of her core against the head of
his cock made the rest of the world cease to exist. The only thing he could
think about was powering home and pleasing his woman as she’d never been
pleased before.

When he spread her legs wide, the view was
more beautiful than anything he’d ever seen. The pink glistening flesh of her
pussy flowered open in greeting. Angling his cock to penetrate her, Doug slid
deep in with one fluid motion. Ausha grunted at the force of his thrust. Her
eyes were closed, her head tilted back arching her throat to him. He would mark
her there before the night was over, but for right now, his concentration was
spent on not coming before she did.

The tightness of her inner muscles
squeezing him made the job nearly impossible. Doug held her knees wide as he
moved in and out of her. When he felt the need to change the pace from frenzied
to something different, he dropped her legs to the bed and settled his weight
on top of her. The warmth of her flesh pressed against his was amazing.

She thrust her hips toward him, grinding
against him in need. “Please. Almost there.” Her voice was throaty, a panting
plea he longed to answer.

Doug slowed his pace, matching the motion
of her hips, driving deep with each and every thrust until Ausha trembled in
his arms.

“That’s it, darlin’. Come on my cock.”

His skin seemed too tight as he fought the
need to mindlessly pound into her until he found his own pleasure. Right now he
wanted it to be about Ausha. Only Ausha.

Doug nipped and nibbled his way along her
throat. Over muscle and warm flesh he went until he found the right spot. With
his teeth, he clamped down tight.

“Doug! Oh God. Please.” She cried out his
name the way he’d dreamed of since first fantasizing about her tiny, pale body
beneath his.

Letting go, he licked the spot soothingly.
“I’m right here, baby. Come for me.”

He could tell she was struggling with the
need to do so. So close and yet so far. Her body shivered beneath him, her hips
bucking, nails clawing. He only prayed she could make it over the edge and take
him with her.

As if the thought made it so, her body
convulsed. Every muscle tightened beneath him, the ones surrounding her tight
sheath milked him for every ounce of fluid he had to offer. She was completely
silent as she rode out the waves, tears streaming down her cheeks. Had she been
any other woman he would have worried. Doug, however, took it as a positive
sign. Sooner or later she would allow him inside in a way having nothing to do
with sex.

Doug followed close behind. His balls
tightened against the base of his cock as he arched over her. He called her
name in a grunted groan as spurt after spurt he released himself within the
warm confines of her body.

Time seemed to stand still. It was as if he
couldn’t quite get his bearings. Ausha squirming beneath him is what finally
brought Doug back to reality.

“Sorry, darlin’,” he muttered, levering his
body off hers.

The feel of him sliding free from her body
caused his cock to partially come back to life. Doug couldn’t help but smile as
he settled in behind Ausha, pulling her close enough to spoon up to her back
with her head tucked beneath his chin.

When she shivered slightly, he pulled the
covers over the top of them, cocooning them in warmth. He wanted to talk about
her tears, to delve into every emotion making love to him might have stirred
up, but decided against it. As long as she didn’t try to block him out, she was
entitled to the privacy of her thoughts and emotions. For now at least.

Just now Doug was entirely happy enough to
have her warm flesh pressed snugly up against his as they spooned. Her
breathing was deep and even, telling him she’d fallen asleep. He would imagine
it wasn’t something she did very often or for very long. It made him feel on
top of the world that she either trusted him enough to do so or he’d worn her
out enough to do so. Both thoughts made him smile.

Doug cupped a hand over her breast and
closed his eyes on a content sigh. He wasn’t able to sleep just yet though.
Instead, his mind wandered to the changes he planned to make in her utilitarian
apartment. He imagined she’d be bristling at any change when she saw it as
unnecessary and bothersome, but Doug didn’t really care. She deserved much more
than what she’d been giving herself and he meant to see it happen.

He must have dozed off was the second
thought to enter his mind as he awoke to the best fucking sensation ever. His
first thought once the sleep fog lifted was Ausha had the most talented mouth
on Earth.

She peeked up at him from below her lashes.
She released his cock from the moist confines of her mouth. “Well, hello there.
Glad you could join me.” The smile curving her lips was pure wickedness.

“Do it again and I’ll think I’ve died and
gone to heaven.”

She smiled like a Cheshire cat as she
lowered her head to flick the tip of her tongue along the engorged vein running
the length of his shaft. His imaginations of heaven didn’t even come close to
the sensations she bestowed upon him as her lips closed tightly around his
cock.

Ausha lingered there, flicking and swirling
her tongue around and up and down his cock. He was about to lose it and take
control when she did exactly as he wanted, she took him all the way in. The
feel of the back of her throat against the tip of his shaft was silky soft. She
worked the muscles there seemingly in an attempt to swallow him whole. It was
an incredible sensation.

“Suck me deep, baby. Oh God yeah.”

She gagged then and pulled back a little.
The prettiest pink color stained her cheeks. Doug wasn’t sure why she might be
embarrassed when every sound, every move she made acted like fuel to a fire.

The next time she gagged, Ausha pulled back
with what sounded like a frustrated sigh leaving her lips.

“Something wrong, darlin’?”

She looked at him as if he’d grown a third
eye. “I’ve never been good at doing this. Sorry.”

Not good? What the fuck!