My Pinup Girl (My Girl Series Book 1)
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"I got you, honey. God, you almost made me come just watching you." He peppers soft kisses all over my face and down my neck to my breasts. He sits up and brushes a hand through his hair. I promptly follow him up and straddle his lap reaching down to the waistband of his jeans. I’m still shaking from the adrenaline rush, but I need to get to his cock. He covers my hands and kisses me sweetly. "I just want to please you tonight. I don't want you to think I expect you to do anything in return. Let's just take this slow." His tongue sweeps across my lips, sealing his words with a soft kiss.
I rest my forehead against his. "I want to touch you."
"You will, baby. What are you doing tomorrow night?" He gives me an infectious smile.
Wow. I'm going to get in too deep here. Hunter's probably going to get sick of me. I live right next door for heaven's sake. He's right. We need to slow this down. Can't blame me for getting swept up in him, though. That orgasm left me scatter-brained. Hunter played me like I was his favorite instrument. This has been a bit of a whirlwind. I need to calm down and regroup.
As if sensing my uncertain thoughts Hunter rubs my back and kisses me once more. "Come on, let me show you the house." He opens his door and carries me out with him. He sets me down gently after he closes his door. My legs are a bit unsteady. Taking my hand, like it's something we've been doing for years, he leads me up to the house.
God, she felt amazing beneath me. I want to be inside her so bad. I don't want to rush this though. I don't want our first time to be in my truck. This girl is amazing and it already feels pretty intense. I've never loved the sound of my name escaping someone's lips more than when she came. And her skin tastes like honey. I can't stop thinking about what her pussy will taste like. I was stunned when she straddled me. I wanted to take my cock out and pound her pussy until she screamed my name again. I'm going to have the worst case of blue balls I've ever had. She's worth the wait. I want to do this right.
I want her in my king-size bed. We’re going to be all over that bed. There will be no sheets left when we're done. We'll probably end up on the floor drenched with sweat. I'm getting ahead of myself. I need to think of baseball. False teeth. Ugh.
"Welcome to Sleepy Hollow, Miss Danan." The whole house is down to the studs and we are starting the sheetrock this week. I had to refigure a couple of walls, but everything is just how I want it.
"Wow, I love the open floor plan. It's going to be amazing, Hunter." Lee looks around in awe. Just her facial expressions alone make me excited to finish this project. I can't wait to show it to her when it's complete.
We get to the second floor and she heads straight to the master. If there were a bed in this room, I'd be totally fucked. Strike that. She'd be fucked, thoroughly. Lenora's looking out the bedroom window. All I can think about is kissing her. I stalk over. Her back is facing me. Running my hands down her shoulders to her wrists, I hold her hands as I kiss the nook of her neck. Mmm, my nook. She tilts her head giving me easier access. She grasps my hands harder and moans when I lick her throat. Then I nibble on her little ear.
I exhale and press my nose in her hair to calm my anxious heart. Her hair smells like honeysuckle. She turns around and hugs my waist resting her head against my chest. "Tomorrow night can't come soon enough," she says. I feel like I'll never have enough time with Lenora. I'm not looking forward to dropping her off at her house tonight. After I describe to her all my plans and materials I intend to use, we make it back out to the front porch.
"Come on, honey, let's get you home." I sigh.
She sits right next to me on the ride back to Rose Cottage. Lenora asks me questions about the farmhouse and Grandpa. It's the best date I've ever had. Everything is so easy with her. I don't have to work a conversation out of her, or put much effort into getting to know her. Everything is so fluid and natural.
I can't stop touching her, holding her hand, caressing her thighs. Every time I touch her, I can feel her body hum. We are so attuned to each other already. It doesn't help that my truck smells like her essence. I want to lay her down again and thrust into her until we both climax, but I want to be able to take my time with her, worship her body like she deserves.
I walk her to her door, kissing her against it. I have to tell her to open the door and close it in my face, because I wouldn't be able to walk away from her if she didn’t. She closes the door as I lean against the frame. I bang my head against the door.
"Are you okay, Hunter?"
I push off the door and adjust myself. "Yeah. Goodnight, Lenora." I sigh. "I'll see you tomorrow." With that, I turn around and head to my truck with the worst pain in my jeans.
Come on six o'clock. I've been a mess all day. I can't tell you how many paintings I've started and haven't been able to finish. My mind is all over the place. I finally had to put the paint brushes down and get in the shower. Something happened in that truck. The whole date was a slow progression coming to a head in his truck, no pun intended. Damn, I could feel his cock beneath me when I straddled him. I look forward to getting up-close and personal with that appendage. I've never been this horny in my entire life. It doesn’t help that he's been sending me naughty texts all day.
Hunter: I can still taste your mouth.
Hunter: If I didn't have to be at the farmhouse to oversee the sheetrock install, I would be at your door right now.
Hunter: Be ready for me. I'll be knocking on your door in an hour.
I sigh at his last text, drumming my fingers on the kitchen counter. I make myself a cup of tea to calm my nerves. Then I hear a knock on the door. I jump up from my chair and almost squeal out loud. Hunter must have ducked out early. I take a deep breath and open the door.
"Hi, honey." My face falls flat, but I try to recover it quickly.
"Mom! What are you doing here?" I ask, completely surprised. She steps in and sets her purse down. She leans in to hug me.
"I wanted to see my daughter. I haven't visited you in a while. If I told you I was coming over, you'd just rebuff me. So here I am. You look lovely." She smiles brightly. Of course, I would rebuff her. I have a hot as hell date! Oh my, how am I going to go on a date with Hunter now? I worry my lip while I debate what to do with this fiasco. I should just text Hunter and tell him my mother is over. What the hell? I’m being vagina blocked by my mother.
"Make yourself at home, Mom. I have some iced tea in the fridge if you're thirsty." I sneak off to my living room to text Hunter.
Lee: My mother just arrived for a surprise visit. ☹ I'm so sorry, Hunter. Can we reschedule?
Hunter: Please say you're joking.
I sigh and run my hands through my hair. I wish!
Lee: I swear I had no idea. She surprised me. I would say we could meet later, but her visits are usually pretty long. I was looking forward to our date.
Hunter: Okay, how about lunch tomorrow? We could have a picnic.
Lee: Perfect! I'll make you my peach cobbler. ☺
Hunter: You're perfect. See you tomorrow at noon.
Lee: I can't wait.
I am swooning right now. The man makes me swoon. I'm almost tempted to kick my mother out of my house and march on over and demand sex from the man. I take a couple of deep breaths before I head to the kitchen.
"We're making peach cobbler," I tell her as I get my handwritten recipe card out of my recipe box.
"Oh, fun. I haven't made that in forever. I'm so excited. The two of us together in the kitchen again. I'm so glad you moved here, Lee." My mother grabs an apron off the hook and rolls her sleeves up. Then, she's suddenly a foot away staring up into my face.
"Mom?" I pause and look at her confused.
"Lee, you're glowing," she opens her mouth and slaps her hand on the side of her face. "Lee, have you met someone?"
"Oh God, Mom, please." I roll my eyes, feeling fourteen again. I start to get out the ingredients from the pantry. I set down the flour, trying to ignore her question. I'm sure my cheeks are beet red.
"Is it that cowboy you
spoke of on the phone a few days ago?" She's hovering over me. I brace my hands against the counter. She isn't going to stop until I give her something, anything.
"Yes, his name is Hunter and I had a date with him tonight before you arrived," I said delicately. I start to put the flour and milk into a bowl.
"Oh Lee, I'm so sorry. I had no idea. I could go. Call that cowboy and get him over here." She starts to take off her apron. I feel guilty that I even mentioned it. My mother and I haven't seen much of each other in the past few years with me being in Austin going to college. I missed her a lot. I know now that it was hard on her as well. We're very close. I called her frequently when I was in school, but it's not the same. I missed being in the kitchen with her, drinking iced tea and gossiping about boys.
I put my hand on her shoulder halting her actions. "No, it's okay, Mom. We've already rescheduled for lunch tomorrow. I want you to stay. You're right, we haven't been in the kitchen together in a long time. This is nice. I'm glad you came over." I smile at her and she hugs me.
"I love you. You know that? We'll make the best peach cobbler this cowboy has ever tasted." She ties her apron back on and gets to work opening the cans of peaches. Her blond hair has become whiter than it was before I left. She has lovely laugh lines on her face. She seems shorter too, weird. I can tell she's happy though. This afternoon will be good for us. We need some mother-daughter time together.
"I love you too, Mom." We work like a well-oiled machine together. It's just like the old days. We are so in sync. We never bump or crash into one another. Soon we are taking the cobbler out of the oven to cool.
"So, tell me about this Hunter." She leans her back against the counter and sips on her sweet tea.
A big smile graces my face. Since moving up near Dallas, I haven't spoken to my friends all that much. I've become a bit of a hermit. It's nice to talk to someone about a boy, even if that person is my mother. I wipe my hands on my apron and grab my cup of tea.
"Well, as I said earlier, he rescued me when my horse and I ended up on his farm. He also found Buttercup one afternoon on his property and brought him back." I make sure to leave out the see-through T-shirt incident. I move my hands around my cup and take a sip. "I brought him an apple pie to say thank you and he asked if he could commission me to do some paintings for his farmhouse he's renovating. He came over and I showed him my work."
I glance up at the ceiling remembering him in my studio. "He said the sweetest things about my art, Mom. I hugged him and it turned into a kiss and he asked me out." I sigh and peek over at my mother. She has a knowing smile on her face. She walks across the kitchen to me.
"I'm so happy for you, sweetheart." She pats my face with both hands and kisses me my forehead. "Well, I think it's about time I head home. It's getting late." She takes her apron off and leads me to the front door. She turns around and says, "You're glowing, Lee." Mom picks up her purse and walks out the door.
It's been over twenty-four hours since I've seen Lenora. I was disappointed, to say the least, that our date was canceled. She seemed pretty discouraged as well. I smile to myself. She's making me peach cobbler. I rub my jaw and think about her in nothing but an apron. Fuck. If I don't touch her soon, I'm going to go insane. I'm lying here in my bed feeling anxious. After tossing and turning awhile, I'm finally able to go to sleep.
I wake up to the sound of a thunderstorm. I love waking up to rain and thunder, but as I stretch and open my eyes, it occurs to me that I had plans outside today with Lenora. The universe must be against me getting a second date with Lee. Fuck that. I'm going to come up with something. I'm going to eat that peach cobbler.
Since it's raining, we can't do any painting on the house, so I have a day off. All day to spend with Lenora. I eat my breakfast and do some much needed laundry, thinking about an alternative place for a picnic. My phone pings. I have a text from Lenora.
Lee: Raincheck? ☹
Hell no. I'm not going to let a little rain ruin our second date. It's still on and I'm going to make this special for her. She deserves something extraordinary, even if the weather has turned to shit. This is going to happen.
Hunter: I'll pick you up at noon. Have that peach cobbler ready.
Lee: okay. I'll be waiting.
I pull up to her house at twelve o’clock on the dot. It's still raining outside, but I have everything covered. I get out of the truck with my umbrella and rush to her covered porch. Lenora answers the door before I can knock. She pulls me into the house by my shirt and lays the kiss I’ve been waiting for on my lips. I drop the umbrella and place my hands all over her. This is what I want to come home to everyday. After a long day on the farm, I can't think of a better way to be greeted. I have one hand in her hair and the other grabbing her sweet ass. She pecks me on the lips and pulls her face from me. I adjust my Stetson.
"Hi," she breathes, resting her hands on my chest.
"Hi." I hug her close to me for a moment before I let go. "Are you ready to go?" I brush her hair from her face. She nods and grabs her purse.
"Am I dressed okay?" she asks as she twirls. Her little pink dress floats around her gorgeous legs. She's wearing knee-high socks that make me want to grab her legs and wrap them around my waist. Tall rain boots complete her outfit. She's mine for the afternoon and maybe all evening. I reach out and grab her waist to bring her to me.
"Perfect," I whisper in her hair. She shivers. I would be happy with just holding her all day. I kiss her head and open my umbrella. She grabs her peach cobbler from the entry table and follows me out.
"So, where are we going, Cowboy?" she asks as we drive away from her home.
"It's a surprise." Five minutes later we drive up to the farmhouse. She smirks at me. I know we were here just the other day, but I have brought a few things over from my apartment to make this a special date. There's a light drizzle outside and some pretty big puddles by the driveway, so I carry her from the truck to the porch as she holds the umbrella for us. I set her down on the covered porch. I give her a quick kiss on the lips and run back out to the truck to grab the peach cobbler and other food.
"I said we were having a picnic. So, you're going to get a picnic." I hold up the bag of fried chicken I picked up on the way and a tartan blanket. I lead her into the house. She gasps as she enters the living room. The room is aglow with candles and a fire is roaring in the fireplace. I have a sheepskin rug laid out by the fireside. I place the bags of food down on the hardwood floor, then I set the blanket out over the carpet and start taking the food out.
"This is beautiful, Hunter," Lee says as she kicks off her boots and kneels down. She finishes setting out the food. I go to the kitchen to get some champagne and a beer for me. "These refinished wood floors are gorgeous," she yells after me.
"Yeah, I love bringing out the beauty in this house. I'm trying to keep everything original except for a few modern conveniences." I walk back from the kitchen and offer her a paper cup. "I'm sorry this is all I have." She smiles up at me and accepts the cup. I pull off my boots and sit next to her. I stare at Lenora's knee-high socks. I don't know why they’re so sexy. They have these little ruffles that graze her knees. I just want to kiss my way up, starting there. I shake my head and banish my wayward thoughts, setting my hat next to my boots. Maybe eating will take my mind off her body for a moment. Who am I kidding?
Lee talks about the paintings for my farmhouse. I can't wait to see them. She tells me she loves the food and that champagne is her favorite. The candlelight creates a soft glow across Lenora's face. She looks like an angel. There are soft touches during lunch. I graze her knee with my hand. She wipes sauce off the corner of my mouth. I move her hair from her face as she talks.
She tells me about her mother popping in yesterday and how nice it was to cook with her. Lenora's a great baker. She's so sweet about her family. I know they're important to her. She tells me she misses her father in Austin. I know she feels guilty for leaving him there to start her life here in Dallas.
I tell her about my siblings, Andi, Will, and Jake. She thinks it's great I have so many siblings since she has none. She doesn't know what a pain in the ass they are sometimes.
After we finish eating, I clean up all the food and we lay down on the blanket. I hold Lee in my arms, not wanting our time together to end. We're perfectly happy being quiet and listening to the thunder and fire crackling. She feels so good against me. I could imagine many nights like this by the fire. When the blaze starts to dwindle, I get my boots on to go outside to grab some wood for the fire. I was expecting to get a little wet, but instead I find myself caught in a downpour. I rush inside dripping wet with a few logs of wood in my arms.
My white dress shirt is so wet you can see through it. Lee watches me intently as I put the logs on the fire. I’m dripping water onto the floor. When I turn around, she is standing behind me. She’s giving me the same look she did in the truck. I recognize it now as her wanton face. It makes my cock stand to attention and my hands itch to touch her. I think she can tell I want her too. Her hands move to my drenched shirt. She slowly starts to unbutton it. Her eyes ask if her actions are all right. I answer her with a soft kiss to her lips. She continues to unbutton and then moves the shirt off my shoulders to kiss my chest. There are no words spoken. She wants me and I want her. Lenora licks the raindrops running down my chest. I groan deeply and move my hands to her hair, bringing her lips to mine. I want to ravage her, but this is too perfect. God, this woman does things to me. I want to take this moment slow.
Her hands go to my belt and she kisses her way down my stomach. I'm panting heavier and heavier with every touch and kiss she gives me. Lenora kneels before me. My breath hitches with anticipation. She unbuckles my belt and unzips my pants. Fuck. I can’t wait to have her lips around my cock. She’s going to look gorgeous with my dick in her mouth. Lenora begins to play with the band on my boxers. She’s teasing me and I love every second of it. Her hand goes to my cock. She rubs it through the thin cotton fabric. I moan as she pulls my boxers down and holds my cock in her soft hands. Green eyes meet mine as her pink lips kiss the tip. My hands fist at my side. Her tongue runs along my shaft and my cock slides through her sweet lips. Her tongue is so warm. My head falls back as I enjoy the sensation.