The Country Doctor's Bride (Historical West - The Cowboys of Naked Bluff, Texas series Book 6)
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Unable to find the answers at the moment with Salzar possibility listening, Nick stifled his inquisitive nature and struggled to stay in the moment.
“My name is Rane.” She stepped forward and laid her hand on the counter. “Can I still have a drink?”
“Sure.” He couldn’t draw his eyes away from her face.
She licked her lips.
The simple act hypnotized him. Need raced down his body and pooled in his groin.
“It’s okay for you to kiss me,” Rane whispered and brushed her breasts against the thin material covering his chest.
He gripped her waist with both hands. How could he not take advantage of the pleasures offered? She had to know if sent here as his companion exactly what would happen next.
She eased closer and her mouth shifted within a breath of his. “I believe we both want the same things.”
Logical reasons for why the organization might have sent her slipped from his mind. Desire ruled.
“Rane.” He stared into her green eyes and judged her reaction. “Once I’ve tasted you, I won’t be able to stop until I’ve licked, sucked, and touched every part of you.”
A small glint sparkled in her eyes. “That’s why I’m here.”
“Fuck,” he grumbled and dove for her lips.
An ally in the war and his partner on this mission, she was first and foremost a woman. The warm, wet flavor of her mouth rode against his tongue. His hands caressed velvet skin on their trip over her ass. The rough texture of her lace panties interfered with his pleasure, and he tore them from her hips.
She groaned, and the light suction of her mouth pulled need up from his toes.
His cock ached, and he shoved all the reasons why he should or shouldn’t be doing this from his mind. Pure male instinct kicked in, and he drove into the soft crevice of her hips.
Her mouth broke from his. “Nick, please, it’s been so long.”
Confusion registered, but he didn’t take time to question her. Instead, he bent his knees and scooped her up into his arms. Some of the barbarians on this planet might fuck their companions without thought of their partner’s enjoyment, but he wasn’t one of them.
On his way to the bedroom, he held Rane tight against his chest. The soft shell of her ear lay so close to his mouth, he whispered a brief warning. “Others are listening.”
She nodded, and her arms tightened around his neck.
He laid her in the center of his bed and stepped back to remove his clothes. The incredible sight of her lying across his burgundy comforter froze his movements.
Should they go through with this? As an agent, she was here to help him with his mission, but was sex between them just part of the assignment?
His gaze fell to the light-red curls covering her mound. She shifted her legs farther apart and caressed her hands over her thighs. Long black nails scraped the inside of her legs and stopped at the entrance to her pussy.
“Nick, as your companion, I want to please you.” She spread the moist sexual lips and dipped one finger inside her luscious heat.
He lifted his gaze to her face. Did she know what she was doing to him? Did the organization train her in the art of seduction the same way they trained him to kill? And what other skills did she have?
He searched for something to say to ease the tension between them. “Rane, why don’t you take off your breast wrap?”
She grinned and lifted her hands to do his bidding. The flimsy lace separated easily with a light tug. Rosy pink nipples burst from the confines and peaked into tight little berries.
He groaned at the sight of her reclining back on his pillow.
In one swift move, she sat upright and shifted to the side of the bed. “Would you like me to undress you?”
The idea of her hands caressing his body had his head nodding in agreement. “Why don’t you start with my boots, then you can move up from there?”
She dropped to her knees in front of him, but he shifted around so that he sat on the bed with her between his legs. Her hands quickly unbuckled his boots, and he slid his feet free. Her impatient hands allowed him only a moment before they slid over his knees to ride along the inside of his thighs. The tips of her fingers toyed with the clip of his pants.
Rock hard, he waited for her to release the levers and set his cock free.
The crotch of his pants parted. One of her small hands slid under the band of his shorts, and she tugged the material down. His hard cock sprang into her hand.
A grin formed on her face.
He shifted his hips and stood. “Why don’t you let me get rid of these pants? Then we’ll...”
A firm grip circled his sex, and her moist tongue traced crimson lips. “I can’t wait to taste you.” She leaned forward and shoved his shirt out of the way before licking his engorged rod.
Once, twice, then her hot breath caressed him.
Fire sped through his blood. Two years without sex, and he wanted to explode after a little fondling. He yanked off his shirt and grabbed her head. Instead of stopping her movement, he found his fingers sinking into the softness of her reddish-golden hair.
A wicked tongue fluttered against the tip. Her mouth then covered his penis in one long stroke.
He groaned as her lips caressed his length. The ache in his groin demanded release. He gritted his teeth and curled his fingers into her soft locks.
Her mouth slid off his cock, and her eyes lifted to his. “Do you want me to give you some relief or do you want to hold off until you’re deep inside my pussy?”
The question reminded him of his part in this game. Salzar would go for his own pleasure first, and then worry about his slave later. Was he expected to do the same?
Be the master and take pleasure without consideration, or...
He stared down at Rane. She stroked her hands back and forth over his cock, milking him for more.
“I’d love to have your cum dripping from my mouth.” She leaned forward and sucked the tip into her mouth.
“Oh, fuck.” His brain cells short-circuited. No power in the universe could stop him from slamming his cock deeper, past those hungry lips to the hot, moist center of her mouth.
She moaned and sucked harder. One hand slid between his legs and cupped his balls. The other held his cock steady while her exquisite mouth set a fast pace.
The added pressure of trying to stay upright forced him to lock his knees and maintain a firm grip on her. The explosive pressure in his loins grew into an unbearable throb. Need sizzled through every nerve ending. He fought the incredible pleasure to prolong the moment.
On the edge, his cock slipped from her mouth. She blew a teasing caress over the tip, and then flicked her wicked tongue along each side of his cock.
Instead of cooling him off, heat sparked in every cell in his body. “Oh, Rane, you’ve got to...”
She didn’t let him finish before her mouth covered him again, taking him deep, swallowing him whole. Her hand worked up and down in a relentless action in opposition and in concert with her mouth.
Insane with desire, he matched the thrust of his hips with her actions. So close to bliss, his body froze. Semen shot through his cock and flooded her mouth. He gasped for breath and enjoyed the ecstasy of a mind-blowing release. Weak and completely sated, he collapsed onto the bed.
She followed him, licking and sucking his cock free of every drop of cum. Once done, she looked up with a seductive grin on her moist lips. “Do you want to rest or go again?”
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