by Em Petrova
“Bull? How can you say that?” Her tone took on that edge between sass and outrage.
His smile widened. “You liked your perfume. You’re wearing it right now.”
When their gazes connected, his cock hardened. She shifted in her seat, and he’d bet his last dollar that her panties were clinging to her wet pussy too.
She lifted her fingertips to her throat and trailed them downward to linger around her collarbone. His mouth watered at the thought of tasting her.
As he drove off the property, he didn’t mention the things about the ranch he’d picked out as needing work. He didn’t want to talk about the ranch, the barn, baling hay in the morning or anything to do with this place.
“You’re really not telling me where we’re headed?” She settled into the seat in that cozy way of hers, bringing her leg up and tucking it beneath her so that he had trouble keeping his eyes on the road.
The urge to reach out and wrap his fingers around her thigh like in the past burned through him like a comet streaking through the sky.
When he took a right, she glanced his way. “Are we going to the lookout?”
He chuckled. “The lookout’s for amateur sunset chasers. You think I’d take you someplace so boring?”
Lights twinkled in her eyes, and she ducked her head to hide her grin. He couldn’t resist stroking the pad of his finger over the corner of her mouth. Tenderness washed over him.
“Where then?” she tried to pull the answer from him.
He shook his head. “You can’t get it from me, no matter what you do.”
The look she threw him told her she remembered a way, but they both knew it surpassed their tenuous boundaries. Even though they’d slept together recently, planning it and having an impromptu romp were two very different things.
She folded her arms in a pout, and he chuckled to himself. They rolled across the bridge and headed across a flat where the new Crossroads winery was located. He considered stopping on the return trip if they were open. Getting her drunk on wine could be fun.
The daylight faded faster than he anticipated. If they were going to reach the place he had in mind in time to catch the sunset, he better get a move on. He depressed the gas pedal and took on speed. They hit a rise and started to climb.
“I’ve been here before,” she said smugly.
“How do you know where I’m taking you?”
“Because this land is on the same elevation as the lookout.” He cranked the wheel to the left, taking them away from the destination she thought she already guessed.
A peek at her face showed him that her lips had fallen open in surprise. Good—he liked keeping her off balance.
The road branched off, and he took the line to the right.
She sat forward and gripped the dash. “Wait—this is posted property. No trespassing.”
He shrugged. “That rule only applies if we’re caught. Besides, I’m pretty sure that spot of land you visited the other day was also posted.” He raised his brows at her.
Saying nothing, she folded her arms.
They bumped along the isolated lane leading deep into the Georgia backwoods.
Several minutes later, the tree canopy began to thin. They turned a bend and all of a sudden, they burst into a clearing.
Brielle shot out a hand and clutched his. “Oh my God. It’s…”
He was looking at her when he whispered, “Beautiful.”
She nodded, not noticing his meaning. Before he cut the engine, she jumped out of the truck and slammed the door. Through the passenger window their gazes locked. A grin broke over her face, and she waved at him to hurry and follow.
His throat burned with the sudden lump swelling it. Even if they were thrown in the Crossroads jail for a month for trespassing, it would all be worth it to see that excitement on her beautiful face and know that Brielle wanted him to share it with her.
* * * * *
Brielle slowly spun in a circle, taking it all in. In every direction, as far as the eye could see, the colors of sunset surrounded them. Peachy gold and pink decorated the universe, surrounding them in a cocoon of glowing light. The ground lay drenched in shadow. The occasional firefly blinked, and she knew if they stayed very long, soon they’d see hundreds of them.
When she turned a bit more in her circle, she let out a gasp to find Kaoz stood so near. He slipped a hand around her waist, tugged her close and kissed her. The rough touch of his beard against her skin had her instantly on edge, aching for more of his taste, feel and so much more.
She leaned into the kiss, parting her lips for him. With a moan, he swept his tongue inside. A dark groan rumbled through his chest, and she went on tiptoe to get closer to him.
Placing a hand on her ass, he levered her into him, allowing her to feel the thick length of his erection she’d noted appeared half-hard during the drive. That alone had wound her up, but feeling it now flooded her with urgency.
She dug her fingers into his spine, tracing the layers of carved muscles put there by hard work. He clamped onto her ass harder, dragging her up and into his cock as he rocked his hips. Shivers of want washed through her. She angled her head to deepen the kiss even as she rubbed against the denim-clad edge of his cock.
Long seconds passed with mind-numbing kisses. Her fingers shook as she reached for the hem of his T-shirt and ripped it over his head. Breaking the kiss, she worked over his skin instead, kissing and licking across his hardened pecs.
“Bite me,” he rumbled.
Her pussy clenched and flooded at his request. Lightly, she grazed his nipple with her teeth. Then again. His growl turned into a gasp as she closed her teeth over his nipple.
Suddenly, he pulled away. “My turn.” He stripped off her top in a blink and she forgot all about the sunset as he molded her breasts to his firm hands and kissed her neck until she shook.
In a flurry, they pulled and tugged at each other’s clothes. Her bra came off next, and he showed her how good his love bite could be around her beaded nipple. She sucked in sharply and wrapped her arms around him while he worked down her belly to the waist of her jeans.
She hardly registered his fingers working her jeans and panties down. Then he dropped to his knees in front of her. With his mouth on a level with her pussy, she could hardly breathe. The sight of his burning stare and the way he wet his lips as if he couldn’t wait to taste her proved too much.
With her hand around his jaw, she guided him to where she wanted him most.
A low rumble sounded from his chest as he thumbed apart her outer lips. The cooler kiss of air against flesh that rarely got exposed lasted only seconds, because next his heated breath caressed over her aching nubbin.
He lashed his tongue across it. The sunset colors exploded behind her eyes.
Tightening his hold on her buttocks, he drew her into his tongue. He sank into her pussy and licked from the top to as far down as he could reach without splaying her flat on her back.
Having him love her so intimately in the open brought to mind numerous times they ended up parking along some dirt road, climbing into the bed of his truck and watching the stars pop out of the midnight velvet sky.
Gliding his tongue up, he darted it over her clit again and again until juices ran down her legs and her insides clenched into a knot. Shudders ripped over her, and she had to hold onto his broad shoulders to steady herself.
He worked the hot point of his tongue between her pussy lips again, meeting slick folds and her straining bud. He drew the nerve bundle between his lips and tongued it with slow, deliberate strokes set on blowing her mind.
Legs shaking, she almost lost her balance. He held her upright by clenching her bottom. When she felt his fingertip smooth down the seam between her cheeks, fresh desire broke over her.
“Make me come,” she cried out.
Her plea made him double his efforts. He sucked on her clit for dizzying seconds. She held her breath as she tipped over the edge of the world, and his name exploded f
rom her lips.
Waves battered her. She couldn’t quit rocking her hips. She wanted more of his tongue and he better not dare lift it off her clit. A guttural groan escaped her as he drew her orgasm on and on for what felt like forever. The world might have stopped turning—she didn’t know until she opened her eyes to see the night had begun to fall and some of the vibrant sunset colors had faded.
She couldn’t care less. All she wanted was Kaoz inside her.
Slowly, he stood. Gaze pinned on her, he stroked his thumb across her still quivering pussy. She let her head drop forward on a shuddering sigh of ecstasy.
He slid his hands down her legs to her feet. After helping her step from her boots and then the mass of her clothing, he stood. The wetness coating his lips only turned her on more.
She reached for him. All inhibitions fled as she removed his clothes and they stood totally bare, facing each other in the clearing. As the moon appeared in the sky and a few stars winked down at them, he lay her down on the grass and made love to her.
Passion flowed up and over as he sank into her pussy. Each roll of his hips and thrust took her to the next level of sensation. His thorough kisses muffled her cries. As he guided her hair off her neck and kissed up and down her throat, she explored his spine and sank her fingertips into his chiseled ass.
Lifting his head, he pierced her in his stare. “I love you, sweet thing. Always have. Always will.”
Her throat bulged with a lump of emotion. Tenderness rose up inside her, and she leaned upward to kiss him. Their tongues tangled. His plunges drew her to the brink for a second time. When she opened her eyes and saw the love glowing in Kaoz’s eyes and the stars witnessing their love, the words tumbled out a split second before her release.
“I love you, Kaoz. Always have. Always will.”
* * * * *
Hard thigh muscle pressed against her own. Her palm rested on ridged abs. And her cheek pillowed on a steely biceps. Brielle listened to Kaoz’s rhythmic breathing and closed her eyes to the music of it.
She’d missed this…this closeness. Toward the end of their time together, when they had only days left before he left for New Mexico, she’d closed herself off. Now she realized she had only been protecting her heart and that love hadn’t faded.
She opened her eyes again and blinked into the dark bedroom. This space never really felt like hers—it was Beau’s ranch, Beau’s dream. And since she didn’t have anything better to put her time into, helping her brother seemed perfect. Now she felt a restlessness to her spirit, as if something bigger would come and she only had to wait for it to show itself.
Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she made out more of the cowboy she half lay on. He slept naked—always had. When she made out his cock, desire twisted in her belly.
This wanting hadn’t come to her for a long time.
Turning her head, she pressed a kiss to his chest. Then another and another, sprinkling them across his warm flesh. Having her mouth on such a gorgeous man would make any woman ache, but she felt soaking wet with desire.
Softly, she glided her hand down his abs, experiencing a thrill with every hard bump of muscle. He wasn’t awake, but his cock started to harden.
She kissed over his chest and up to the base of his neck. Tasting musk and man made her burn hotter, and she squeezed her thighs together to hold on to the throb in her pussy. Should she wake him?
Sliding her lips down, she shifted her position so she knelt beside him. Her movement caused him to stir but his eyes didn’t flutter open, so she continued to administer kisses down his ribs, abs and finally the bulge of his thigh. Reaching between his legs, she gently stroked his balls. His cock, more than half stiff now, gave her another pang of want.
Cupping his balls in one hand, she circled his erection with her fingers and raised it to her lips. The mushroomed head flared out, a perfect fit for her mouth. She took him slowly, engulfing him in her mouth and sucking gently all the way down his shaft.
A groan escaped him, and he woke with a jerk. Fingers tangling in her hair, he offered her a sleepy grunt of confusion. Then his gaze latched onto her with her mouth full of his cock and he tightened his hold in her strands of hair.
“Christ, sweet thing. What a way to wake up!”
“Mmm.” She drew off his shaft with extreme slowness, hoping to drive him as crazy as she felt upon waking. With her nipples bunched and aching for his touch, she rubbed against his thighs to ease them.
“Hell.” His gritty tone turned her on even more. She sucked him to the base again, still stroking his balls and feeling them draw up tight to his body. His abs sucked in. She swirled her tongue over his veined length until reaching the flared head. Drawing her tongue around the curve and then dipping it into the slit, she watched him fully come alive.
Her man.
If only loving him would always feel this way, she’d marry him in the morning and to hell with fears. But she couldn’t live through another moment of feeling as if she didn’t matter to Kaoz.
He groaned out as she took him into the base of her throat, her mouth hollowing around his girth. While stroking her cheek, his eyes glazed over, shiny in the darkness. Desire gripped at her like a vise, a knot that demanded a release—now.
Not yet. She wanted him out of his head with desire for her, and she wouldn’t stop until she tasted his hot cum.
As she continued to pull on him with insistent strokes of her mouth, his low groans turned to louder rumbles. Each time she did something he liked, his fingers would clench in her hair, tugging on it and sending her into more of a frenzy.
She sucked him in again and held his stare. Electricity blasted between them as if they both held onto an electric fence. Yes, this was how it should be between them, what it hadn’t taken long to get back to. Relief swept her that they still shared a love like this. In her darkest hours, she believed it dead.
Passion flowed up and over. She lapped at his cock head until his thighs shook. He lifted his hips off the bed and filled her mouth with his arousal again. “God, yeahhhh. So damn hot, sweet thing.” He drew her hair aside to see her mouth better. His cock stiffened even more between her lips.
“I can’t last. You gotta stop,” he rasped out suddenly.
She had no intention of listening to him and worked over him over and over, and his protests fell away as he went ramrod straight, arched up and blew his first jet into her mouth. Swallowing reflexively, she watched the bliss cross his handsome face. He filled her mouth again, and she swallowed on a moan of fulfillment—or at least half fulfillment. The constant throb and slickness between her thighs told her she needed him as much right now.
A final shudder racked his body, and he collapsed to the mattress, fingers still tangled in her hair.
Breathing hard, he growled, “Get up here and sit on my face.”
A hot thrill hit her system. She eased her lips off his cock and trailed them up his body, all the way to his mouth. She kissed him once, but he wasn’t in for the foreplay, because he grasped her hips and lifted her over him.
She dropped her head at the exquisite feel of his heated breaths against her quivering, wet folds. But that only lasted a split second of time—he sank his tongue into her pussy.
With a toss of her head, she swallowed a cry of pleasure. He dipped it in and out of her entrance and then slid it up the seam to her aching bud. The instant his tongue lashed across her clit, she knew it would only take seconds before she came. That knot in her core yanked even tighter. Juices dripped from her, and he licked her clean.
When he applied torturous pressure to her clit, she couldn’t stop her body from rocking into him. He dug his fingers into her hips, guiding her over his tongue. A hard contraction struck, then another. She went rigid, unable to think—only feel. Ecstasy lingered so close, she could reach out and grab the glimmering light.
Kaoz dragged his jaw over her pussy, setting her on fire with the coarse hairs even as he continued to work her clit. She folded
forward on a gasp as her orgasm fully struck. This time when she let go, it was with everything inside her. Her heart and soul followed her body. She gave herself up to his mouth and took everything she deserved.
When she finally rasped out the breath she’d been holding, he gently eased her off him. Instead of drawing her into his arms, he lay her on her belly with her head to the side. He smoothed the hair off her damp cheek.
A smile creased the corners of his eyes as he drank her in. She cooed out a final moan, already getting sleepy.
But he ran his hand down her spine to her buttocks. Using only his thumb, he drew it down the cleft and between her cheeks. They’d tried anal once before, and she didn’t find him a good fit. Though she did like the sensations he roused in her when he touched her there.
The forbidden spot seemed to awaken at the slightest brush of his fingers over her ass. She felt herself rising onto her knees to give him better access.
He reached between her legs, gathered some of her wetness on his fingertip and then stroked it over her pucker. She sucked in harshly, body awake, alive and demanding more right now.
Another rumble escaped him as he realized what he’d done to her. With purpose, he centered himself behind her, and all her inhibitions fell away.
“Take me there, Kaoz. I want you.”
“God, Brielle. I want to so fucking bad.” She felt his hot stare burning into her ass as he strummed his thumb over and over her pucker. Something about him claiming her there—now, at this moment—felt right.
“Please.” Her hot plea came out as a whisper.
Groaning, he slid his still-hard cock through her pussy juices. He soaked himself with her personal lube and then eased up her body to center his head at her pucker.
“I’ll go slow. I’ll stop if you want.”
She shook her head, and hair tumbled into her eye. “Don’t stop—I want to feel you deep in me.”
He growled again in response, unable to speak anymore as he fed her his cock inch by slow inch. When he fully settled inside her, she issued a long sigh of satisfaction. So full, stretched by his thick cock.