Wild Wyoming Nights (23 page)

“What about Cole?”

She could feel the heat climb up her body as her anger built.
Damn him!
“How many times do I have to tell you, I don’t want Cole. I want you.”

If he didn’t still have her pinned to the bed, his hard cock filling her completely, she would have kicked his ass.

“But I thought because he looked like Josh…”

“Been there, done that. He’s not Joshua, he’s Cole. I don’t want to go back there, Chase. My heart is healing from losing him, and I don’t want to revisit the pain. I’m ready to move on with my life. Are you ready to move on with yours?”

She waited on bated breath.

He pressed his forehead against hers and their eyes locked. “I want you in my life, in my bed.”

She wiggled beneath him, flexing the muscles of her vagina around the hard cock resting deep inside her, squeezing him until he moaned.

“Yes—oh God yes.”

She gasped when he rotated his hips. “Can we finish this conversation after you’re done making love to me?”

His chuckle turned to a tortured groan when he started to move, filling her to the brim with each stroke.

After several minutes, he flipped them both over so she was on top, straddling his hips, and she whimpered.

“Too deep?”

“No—perfect.” She was surprised at the purr in her voice when the words left her mouth.

Her lips met his chest, and she smiled as she heard a growl rattle deep beneath her mouth. She flicked her tongue over his muscles, awed by the power he held in check while his hands gripped her hips softly, letting her take control of their love making, at least for the moment. She raised her hips until he was almost completely unsheathed before she slowly slid down him again. Opening her eyes at the sounds coming from his lips as she continued her ride, she was taken by surprise when she heard what sounded like a whimper. The concentration that pulled at his brows made her feel powerful, in control. He opened his eyes to stare into hers, the stormy grey of his gaze, holding her hostage.

“Now who is torturing whom?”

“But you feel so good inside me. I want it to last forever.”

“Mmm…me, too, but there is no way in hell I’ll last that long. I’m dying here.”

She let out a soft giggle as she moved, riding his hips, letting his cock slid in and out, rocking against him. The pleasure bordered on pain. The sensations ricocheting through her drove her to the brink of insanity, but she knew he was right there with her and it should have been a sin to continue.

“That’s it.” He lifted her and flipped her over onto her back. Bracing himself on his arms, he brought her calves up to his shoulders and slid inside her until his balls slapped against her and he pounded his hips into hers.

“Oh God, Chase.” Her head thrashed on the bed as he filled her until she could swear he touched her heart.

“Come with me, Abby. Ride the wave with me,” he whispered, and she climaxed, screaming his name. He groaned his pleasure when he spilled hot cum inside her, filling her until she felt it seep between them.

When their breathing finally returned to normal, he slipped from insider her and pulled her to his side as he softly caressed her arm. They fell asleep in each other’s arms, her head resting on his chest.

* * * *

Chase awoke two hours later, surprised he’d even slept. He wasn’t one to take naps during the day, but making love with Abby had a way of draining his energy until they both lay sedated on the bed. He rolled over and watched her sleep, her long lashes resting peacefully against her cheeks while her chest rose and fell in peaceful slumber. The sheet had slipped down off her chest, the swell of her breast showing above it, one nipple peeking out, begging for his mouth. Almost giving into the temptation, he rolled out of the bed on the other side, careful not to wake her.

He reached over, slipped on his jeans and quietly left the room. It was almost lunchtime and he was starving. He hadn’t eaten breakfast and he figured Abby was probably hungry, too, with all the activity. A silly grin rippled across his mouth, and his heart swelled in his chest when he thought about the last several hours of lovemaking.

God, she’s perfect.

She met him thrust for thrust, kiss for kiss, and touch for touch, and he couldn’t ask for a better compliment to himself.

He headed for the kitchen, whistling softly as he grabbed sandwich makings from the refrigerator. Peering out the kitchen window, he could see the daffodils blooming along the fence outside. With a smile, he pushed open the kitchen door and quickly hurried out, picked a couple and rushed back inside. “Damn, it’s still cold out there.” He found a vase on the top shelf of one of the cabinets, poured in some water and set the flowers inside. He grabbed a tray and set two plates with the sandwiches and some chips on it, along with a couple of glasses of milk. Once he was finished, he took the tray and headed back for his room. It wasn’t breakfast in bed, but it would have to do. He pushed the door open with his foot and the sight that met his eyes made him drop both plates to the floor with a crash.

* * * *

Abby was sound asleep when she felt hands on her arm. Smiling in her half slumber, her eyes opened sleepily, expecting to find Chase running his hands up her arm before he took her mouth with his again.

What she saw terrified her.

Hovering over her was the figure of Krista Wilder, her enraged eyes glowed bright, and Abby felt cold hands slip around her neck. Her throat closed as if someone choked her. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, and couldn’t yell. Then she heard the crash of plates on the floor. Unable to turn her head to see, she tried to remove the feeling of someone strangling her.

“Krista, no!”

Chase’s terror filled voice distracted the apparition above her long enough for her to take a deep breath and cough.

Abby grabbed the sheet and pulled it with her as she crouched against the headboard, watching the other woman’s figure move away from her and slide closer to Chase. Krista’s face softened when she looked at him, and by his look of astonishment, Abby knew he could see her, too.

I love you Chase.

A tear slid down Abby’s face. She could hear the words clearly, just like Krista stood there in body as well as spirit. The words vibrated throughout the room, filling every corner and crevice, sending goose bumps along her arms.

“Krista, you can’t do this. You can’t hurt her. I won’t let you.”

She can’t have you. You’re mine.
The figure moved back toward Abby, but Chase got between them.

“I loved you, Krista, but you have to listen to me. You died, two years ago. The car accident—the interstate.”

A frown appeared on Krista’s face as if she was trying to remember. Her whispered words rippled on the air around them. “I don’t remember.”

“It’s true.”

Abby peeked at the figure from behind Chase’s shoulder. “Don’t you want me to find someone to love again? Don’t you want me to be happy?”

But you’re mine, Chase.

“You will always have a place in my heart, but I don’t want to be alone anymore, and we can’t be together, you know that. She makes me happy again.”

Abby’s heart thumped loudly at his words.

“I need to move on. You need to move on.”

Why? I want to stay here with you.

“You can’t. You need to go and be at peace. My life is with Abby now. I love her.”

Abby heard his words and her heart opened wide at the thought. She couldn’t have stopped what happened between them if she tried. Fate brought them together, brought her to Wyoming so she could heal and find love again.

The figure moved closer.

No, Chase. Please, don’t send me away.

“I’m sorry, Krista, but you aren’t welcome here anymore. I loved you. You were my everything, but you can’t stay here anymore. You tried to hurt Abby, and I can’t have that.”

Please.

“This is my home and you need to go.”

It’s ours…our home.

“Not anymore.”

He turned to look at Abby with love shining in his gaze as he bent his head and took her lips with his. When their mouths fused, all thoughts of Krista were gone. Desire curled in her belly, radiating up from her toes, as she moaned and leaned into the kiss. He traced the crease of her lips with his tongue, wanting permission to deepen the kiss. Opening her mouth, she accepted everything from him, his heart, his soul and his love.

When he finally lifted his head, his eyes were bright with love when he stared into hers. “I love you, Abby.”

Choking back a sob, she murmured, “I love you, too.”

A howl reached their ears, almost like there was a wounded animal in the room. Chase turned to face the tortured apparition of Krista as Abby peeked over his shoulder.

They watched, as she stepped back and tears slid down her cheeks.

I love you, Chase, but I’ll go now. Your happiness means more to me than you’ll ever know. I’m happy you found someone to love.

Her figure began to fade in the afternoon sunlight that streamed through the window.

The room was quiet. Not even their breathing could be heard in the dim silence while they waited.

Chase turned back around to face her. “Do you think she’s gone for good?”

“It doesn’t matter.” He ran his fingers over her cheek, and she snuggled into his palm.

“Did you mean it?” she asked, hoping he hadn’t said ‘I love you’ only to keep Krista from hurting her.

“Every word—all three. Did you?”

She could see the uncertainty on his face. “I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it. I told you before, there was room for you if you wanted there to be.”

He smiled, flashing his dimples, and she reached up, running her tongue along the ridge of one as he groaned. “I’ve wanted to do that since I first saw you. Do you have idea how sexy dimples are?”

“Any dimples? I mean, Justin and Cole both have them, too.” He moaned softly.

“Mmm…nope—just yours.” Her words whispered against his cheek and she moved toward his ear. “Make love to me, Chase.”

“Your pleasure is my command.”

She sat propped against the headboard of the bed, as he slipped the sheet down her chest to reveal her dark nipple to his mouth. She grasped his head when he licked her nipple, swirling it with his tongue before he pulled it deep into his mouth.

“We really should eat, you know,” he murmured, running his tongue across her chest.

“Mmm. You can eat all you want to.”

He chuckled while his mouth continued its journey down her belly. “Is that a request, ma’am?”

“Oh yeah, you have no idea what your tongue…Oh God!” He slid his wet mouth across her clit, sucking it between his lips, and she squealed her delight above him before her whole body shuttered in release. She felt him lap up the juices running from her pussy until she ceased to quiver.

 
He kissed his way back up her stomach, until he stopped at her belly button. She giggled as his tongue twirled the dangling bellybutton ring. “What are doing?”

“It’s like a cat toy. I’m playing. Let me be.” Laughter rumbled in his chest resting against her thigh. “You have no idea how sexy this is.”

“Mmm…” she purred. “I never thought of it that way.”

He continued up her stomach until he reached her nipple, nipping it with his teeth and she moaned.

“Open for me, baby.”

She spread her thighs and he settled between them, slipping inside her warmth with a tortured groan.

“God, you have no idea how good this feels.”

“Oh, yes, I do.” she murmured. She wiggled her butt and he moaned as he started to move.

He rode her hips, murmuring, “I love you” in her ear as he caressed her shoulder with his tongue. When another climax hit her, she surged against him, lifting her buttocks off the bed, feeling him coat her inside while he growled above her.

“Chase?”

They heard Cole’s voice yell from the front room before he burst into the bedroom and stopped dead in his tracks.

“I…uh…sorry.” He backed out of the bedroom, pulling it closed behind him.

“Shit.” He groaned before he slipped from inside her, rolled off and picked up his pants from the floor. “Let me find out what’s going on.”

As Chase slipped on his jeans, she flipped the sheet off and grabbed her own clothes. He shot her a glance over his shoulder and nodded before he opened the door and headed for the living room.

She quickly finished buttoning her shirt and followed Chase as their conversation reached her ears.

“Sorry, Chase. I didn’t realize…” Cole’s voice drifted away and embarrassment flushed his cheeks when their eyes met across the room.

“It’s fine.”

The ashen color of Cole’s complexion sent bells ringing in her head.
Something’s wrong.

“What’s wrong, what’s happened?”

Chapter Sixteen