Southern Sass (Southern Desires Series Book 6)

by Jeannette Winters

  He looked shocked at her words. They weren’t meant to hurt him, but to express how she was feeling. Ever since things started going haywire in Honeywell, she didn’t feel anyone heard what she was saying. Everyone only told her what she needed to do.

  “That’s not what I was trying to do.”

  He sounded sincere, which was comforting. But that didn’t mean he was off the hook. Not till he opened up. She gave him a small smile. “I know, but it’s how you made me feel. I’m not one of your employees. I’m . . .” She wasn’t sure how she should describe herself. Not wanting to overstate anything, she said the simplest of words, “I’m your friend.”

  Ryan didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there looking down at her. Even friend might have been too much.

  “Why don’t we sit down and start over?”

  She nodded. “I’d like that.”

  He sat first, and when she went to sit, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his lap. She slammed against his hard body and struggled to pull herself back up. He wasn’t releasing her as his other hand came around and held her snuggly to him.

  “Ryan. What are you doing?”

  “Clarifying something,” he said.

  “What exactly are you clarifying? That I’m so weak, I can’t protect myself?” she asked while trying to untangle herself from his grip.

  He let go of her wrist and brought it up to cup her chin instead. “To show you we’re more than friends.”

  Tipping her head gently, he turned her to face him. Her heart raced as his lips approached hers. Please. She battled within herself. This wasn’t what she wanted, yet it was all she wanted. As their eyes met, she saw the reflection of her own desires in his. It was as though everything else has faded into the background. Kiss me, Ryan.

  Her silent pleas were heard, and his lips claimed hers. He kissed her so gently it was almost painful. She wanted to pull herself roughly into his embrace. She yearned for his tongue to tease her lips apart. Instead, his lips were warm and sweet. Don’t you need me? Because I need you. Sissie wanted to rip his clothes off and kiss every inch of the muscular body that was teasing the heck out of her.

  She ran her hand up his chest and onto his shoulder. Pulling him closer, she wrapped her arms around his neck. His mouth opened, and his tongue traced her lips, causing a shudder to ripple through her. “Please,” she murmured into his mouth.

  His arms tightened around her, drawing her closer. Her breasts now pressed firmly against his chest. Ryan’s tongue darted into her mouth and their tongues danced, entwining with each other. A chill rumbled through her, and Ryan broke their embrace.

  “Are you cold?”

  There was enough heat flowing through her that air conditioning wouldn’t do a darn thing to cool her. She was far from being a child who needed to pretend or deny herself. She’d told herself when she turned fifty it was time to stop playing safe. Life was about risk, and if she didn’t take this one, she’d regret it always. What’s the worst thing that can happen? I fall for him, and he breaks my heart?

  Sissie needed his touch, and it was time to show Ryan exactly what she wanted. She’d never been so bold or suggestive. But Ryan had a strong personality, and she was going to step out of her comfort zone. She always had a flirtatious side and lived a carefree life, but with Ryan things were different. How she felt around him was unlike her. She was . . . shy. That’s about to change.

  “Do I feel cold?” she asked as she took the hand that was on her hip and placed it on one of her breasts. He never took his eyes from her, but she felt his body tense beneath her. His body wasn’t the only thing reacting to the contact. Definitely not cold.

  “Hot and spicy,” Ryan’s husky voice filled the air as his large hand massaged her breast through her T-shirt.

  You’re about to see just how spicy I can be. Pulling herself away from Ryan, she stood, grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt, pulled it over her head, and tossed it onto an empty chair. She could feel Ryan’s eyes on her every movement. On the inside, she was shaking like a leaf. Sissie had his full attention, and she didn’t want to stop. I can do this.

  Still only a few feet away, she unbuttoned her shorts, slowly pulled the zipper, and shook her hips till they slipped down. And this is when I hate cowboy boots. Stepping out of them gracefully wasn’t going to happen.

  Ryan must’ve anticipated her problem and was off his chair and dropped to one knee in front of her. She watched as he reached out and held the back of one boot and gently pulled it off. Her skin tingled on the back of her calf as he supported her. Before he went to the second one, he ran his hand up the back of her leg, over her backside. He pulled her closer to him, his mouth only inches away from her baby-blue bikini panties, and he kissed her through the fabric. Her stomach quivered with anticipation.

  I never liked these boots so darn much. Sissie wanted to reach out and pull his head closer, but he moved away before she could. Ryan ran his hand down her other leg and removed the second boot. Then he helped her step out of her shorts.

  Ryan looked up at her, clothed only in her bra and panties, and she met his smoldering gaze. “Is there anything else I can help you with?”

  She couldn’t believe he could dress in so many layers in this heat. She’d never worn a business suit, never mind in a casual environment. Although she wanted to touch him badly, she wanted a view of what he looked like too. “Actually, I think you can help by removin’ your clothes as well,” Sissie said seductively.

  Ryan stood up, shot her a dashing grin, took off his jacket, and tossed it on the chair with her clothing. She could feel her pulse quickening as his hands moved from one button to the next. It took a heck of a lot of self-control not to reach out and help him. Are you taking this long on purpose? By the slight curl of his lips, she could tell he was enjoying the sweet torture he was putting her through. Oh, I plan on making you pay for this. Of course, I’m going to enjoy delivering that punishment as much as you will receiving it.

  He kept his opened shirt on, and she was mesmerized by the sprinkle of hair across his pecs. Her sweet stare was broken when he undid his belt buckle. Oh lawd.

  All her willpower disappeared. She needed to touch him, feel him. That’s it! She stepped forward and brushed his large hands away. One way or another, that belt was coming off. Ryan didn’t try to stop her as her trembling hands struggled with it. What the heck? Do you need a key? It obviously was customized for him as it had his initials on it. Right now she wished it was a cheap one that came off easily. This is not the foreplay I’m looking for.

  Giving up and removing her hands she looked into his eyes and pleaded, “Please.”

  Ryan quickly undid the buckle and removed the rest of his clothing, including his boots. He was standing totally naked in front of her. She bit her bottom lip as she took in the sight of him. That buckle isn’t the only large thing you have. She felt her cheeks burn with a combination of embarrassment and desire. Oh, God. What’s wrong with me?

  “I think you’re still overdressed.” His voice was deep and filled with need. “Do you mind if I finish what I started?”

  Sissie shook her head. I thought you’d never ask. She turned around and felt his warm hands against her back as he unhooked her bra. Then he brushed the straps off her shoulders, and it fell to the floor. It had been a few years since she’d been intimate with a man, and she found herself blushing with both desire and nervousness. She couldn’t bring herself to turn around, but she felt him closer as his thumbs hooked into the sides of her panties, and he inched them downward. Still with her back to him, she felt his lips touch the curve of her back and then one cheek of her bottom then the other.

  His hands stroked her legs as he removed the last article before coming to stand up behind her. She could feel his hard manhood pressed against her back. Heat radiated throughout her body. This wasn’t a want, but a raw need that was quickly becoming out of control.

  “You’re so damn beautiful,” Ryan said as he kissed he
r right shoulder.

  “Thank you,” she said breathlessly.

  He moved her long blonde hair to one side, and his lips traveled up her neck, and finally he nibbled on her earlobe. I’m going to lose my mind.

  Her pulse raced. “Ryan.” It was the only word she could say.

  “Tell me what you want.”

  She was prepared to show him, but saying the words was something else. Sissie turned around, reached out, and ran her tiny hand up his chest. He brushed it away.

  “Tell me,” Ryan commanded.

  She felt no shame as her eyes roamed over him from head to toe. He didn’t have the body of a man in his mid-fifties. You’re perfect. When her eyes finally reached his again, she replied, “You, now.”

  Ryan groaned as though that’s all he was waiting for. Sweeping her into his arms, he said, “I’m all yours.”

  Being pressed against his naked body broke down all her inhibitions. All she felt was an overwhelming need to touch and be touched.

  He bent toward her and claimed her lips. She leaned into him as though she wanted their flesh to be one. That was all the encouragement he needed, and his lips took hers hungrily. Sissie moaned as his tongue traced her lips, begging her to open to him. She felt more alive than she’d ever felt. Every cell of her body ached for him.

  He lifted her off the floor and asked against her lips, “Where?”

  Sissie pointed toward her bedroom door. As he carried her to the room, she’d never felt so fragile, so tiny. So wanted.

  Ryan kicked the door shut before he laid her gently on the center of her full-size bed. It seemed smaller than normal with him in it with her. He didn’t release her. Instead, he held himself up over her, his large biceps and shoulder muscles fully flexed. She reached up and let her hands run over him as his eyes swept over her hungrily.

  He was so darn delicious to look at, and she wanted to kiss every inch of him. She was having a difficult time deciding where to start. She spotted something that shocked her. How was it she hadn’t noticed it before? There was a small tattoo of a phoenix slightly covered by his chest hair. A good place to start.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself up to place a kiss on the tattoo. Her body ignited as she inhaled his masculine scent. He dropped to rest on one elbow as his other hand gently ran up the outside of her leg, over her hip, finally resting on her bare breast. She leaned into his touch with more yearning than she’d thought possible.

  She also ran her hand up his rock-hard body, but he brushed it away. “I want to take this slow and enjoy every inch of you.”

  “We can enjoy each other,” Sissie whispered. I’m aching for your touch.

  “If you keep touching me like that it will be over before it starts.”

  Knowing he wanted her as desperately as she did him only fueled her desire. Sissie looked him over hungrily and felt his manhood move against her. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, trying to maintain the slightest control. “You asked me what I wanted.”

  He looked into her eyes and said, “I did.”

  “Then I want you to . . .” Her pulse was racing out of control. The raw need within her made it impossible to voice her wants.

  Ryan kissed the tip of her nose, trailed kisses down her cheekbone, over her, and to her neck. Slow wasn’t going to work for her. Not this time. When Ryan lips came and nipped and sucked at her taut nipple, a shiver ran through her body. She needed him now.

  “Ryan, I need to feel you.”

  “Patience.” His kisses continued to trail down her body, and his fingers followed. Her voice trembled with need.

  “Ryan, please.” She gripped his arms, trying to pull him to her lips. He ignored her pleas and continued to flick with his tongue or nip with his teeth. His mouth crossed over her abdomen and then lower. Oh, God, I can’t wait. I need him now.

  “Trust me. You’ll have me, all of me.” His words were muffled by her flesh.

  Sissie’s moans echoed through the room as the need between her legs was unbearable. Although her pleas may have fallen on deaf ears, she was going to make her point in other ways. She wiggled her hips and parted her legs. “Please, I need . . .”

  He didn’t deny her. He reached between her legs, his fingers finding her swollen clit. She felt the heat from her core spread, and she opened farther for him.

  “Is this what you want?” he asked as he slowly circled it, bringing her even higher.

  “No . . .” She responded so softly she wasn’t sure it was even spoken out loud. Her body trembled as he repositioned himself, so his mouth was now only inches from her core. It was daylight, and he was looking at her so intimately. If the need in her wasn’t so great, she’d have asked him to close the curtains. Instead, she offered him all of her, spreading farther until he had full access.

  Ryan slipped one finger inside her and pulled it back out. Then again and again. Sissie gripped the sheets as the building rhythm continued. His finger entered her again, and his thumb continued to circle her clit. “Ryan.”

  “I want to taste you.”

  She moaned, unable to respond.

  Then she felt his thumb replaced with his lips and her body ignited. Oh, yes. She moaned and opened her legs wider. His tongue darted out and licked her so intimately she melted. He circled her clit, teasing her beyond belief, then he sucked, causing her legs to tremble. It was as though he knew what she wanted and how to please her. Entering her deeply, he fingered her G-spot while continuing to lick and suck her clit.

  She cried out his name in pleasure.

  Ryan increased his onslaught and entered her faster and deeper with his finger until she felt herself losing control and her body jerking as she lost herself in a powerful release. “Yes! Ryan. Oh, yes!”

  She felt him leave her briefly and heard the bedroom door open. He returned quickly, and she heard him open the foil packet. She wanted to tell him she had condoms in her bedside nightstand but that would be for another time. Maybe round two. She was still tingling from her release, and right now she needed him inside her. As he climbed back on top of her, she wrapped her legs around his hips.

  “I’ve been patient enough,” Sissie said as she lifted her hips toward him. Ryan didn’t enter her right away. He gripped himself and stroked between her wet folds with the head of his shaft. Her body trembled with need. Tightening her grip with her legs, she pulled herself up and cradled him slowly through her folds until he entered her. With her body still tingling from the first climax, it didn’t take much to bring her to the brink of another. Quivering she begged, “Ryan I need . . .”

  Ryan plunged deep into her, and her body clenched tightly around his large shaft.

  “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked her sweetly. She could hear the concern in his voice, and it warmed her heart.

  She was overcome with emotion at his tenderness. Sissie needed him on more levels than she’d ever thought possible. What are you doing to me? This was so much more than a physical connection they were sharing. More than just sex.

  Sissie shook her head. “You couldn’t ever hurt me.” Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him to her. Claiming his lips, she opened her mouth and traced his lips with her tongue. It was all the answer he needed, and he began to enter her again and again. Each thrust deeper and harder than the prior.

  She raked her fingernails down his back, and he drove into her. He was large, yet it was painfully sweet. He stroked her perfect spot as though they were a perfect fit. There wasn’t going to be any holding back.

  “Sissie, I can’t—”

  “Please, Ryan, give me all of you. I need to . . .”

  He reached beneath her and with one hand cupping her bottom, he pulled her closer. With a fierce thrust, she felt her body on the brink. She clenched around him, and she felt his body tense with hers. “Oh baby,” Ryan cried out.

  “Yes. Oh, Ryan, yes!”

  The moans and cries of pleasure filled the room as they both rocke
d with a more powerful release than either expected. She tried to watch him, wanted to see the pleasure in his eyes, but she was lost in her own. Arching against him, clinging to him as though she’d die if he let go, a single tear rolled down her cheek, and their bodies joined for one last time.

  A deep growl escaped his lips before he collapsed into her waiting arms.

  Neither spoke as they both gasped for breath. After a moment he lifted himself off, and he lay beside her without releasing her. His hands gently caressed her, massaging her as though he didn’t want it to end either.

  “Sissie, that was . . . I’m not sure how to explain it.”

  She knew what he meant, or at least she hoped so. That was unexplainable. “Maybe we shouldn’t try.”

  He raised himself up on an elbow and glared at her. “What does that mean?”

  She wanted to say what was going through her mind, but she couldn’t. They had shared something so amazing, but anything she’d say would ruin it. Relationships based on need and distress won’t last.

  “It means the only thing I want you to do right now is hold me.” And never let me go.

  Ryan smiled and pulled her close. “That is something I have no problem doing.” He claimed her lips, and all thoughts of what could be in store for them disappeared. She was where she wanted to be, and for the moment she was happy.

  He hadn’t planned on any of this. All Ryan wanted to do was convince Sissie she needed to go with him. Now she was lying fast asleep, curled up against him. It might feel like heaven at the moment, but once she woke up, the conversation they’d avoided had to take place.

  Ryan could hear a vibrating noise coming from the other room. He knew his SAT phone was still in the pocket of his jacket. Getting up now wasn’t his priority. Whoever it was could leave a message.

  Sissie stirred and snuggled closer. Her skin felt cool against his. He reached down and grabbed the corner of the sheet and reluctantly covered her beautiful naked body. As he did, she moaned, almost a purr, and turned over. Now her slender backside was pressed against him. He turned to his side as well, tucked his knees behind her and pulled her in. There was no hiding the growing need within him. He wanted her again. I don’t think I’ll ever have enough of her sweetness.