Give Me More

by Kortny Alexander

  When the hell had his brothers become so observant?

  “Look at you, man. Even as we speak, you can’t take your eyes off of her,” Cade said as he took a swig of his beer.

  Denying it would be useless. His brothers were right. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Bo watched as one of Spring’s sisters helped her onto the mechanical bull. She secured one hand around the rope and raised the other to signal she was ready. Her thighs tightened as she braced herself. Spring was doing good so far. But it did not stop the urge to stomp across the wooden floor into the bull pen and yank her off the mechanical bull as it started up with a slow buck and spin.

  “How often will we meet a woman who is not fascinated with our money? And in Las Vegas of all places. Hell, Bo, she’s gorgeous. And look at her damn sisters. They’re hot! She didn’t even blink when she found out about our family. From what Cade had learned earlier, all the women have successful careers.”

  Oh boy, Vance was going for a casual intervention. Bo should have stopped them right there, but all he could do was focus on Spring as he half-heartedly listened to his brothers. He watched as she yelled for them to speed it up.

  The women continued to cheer her on as her thighs tightened a little more on the mechanical bull. From the way she held on to the mechanical bull, this was not her first time. She looked sexy as hell, and he was beginning to get pissed off. Every time she bucked, that damn vest tugged at her breasts. A woman couldn’t help but look mouthwatering on a mechanical bull.

  “What do you want me to say?” Bo asked his brothers, never taking his eyes off of Spring.

  “Admit what we already see. Admit what Sloane’s already telling the family.” That got Bo’s attention. Cade grinned when he turned to face him.

  “Damn, am I that transparent?”

  “Hell yes!” Cade and Vance answered in unison.

  “I love her.” Bo took the longest swallow of liquid courage when both of his brothers stared at him. He was not sure if it was the quiet admission or the fact that it came out of his mouth so easily. Bo ignored their stares and continued. “Only a few hours in her presence and I fell in love.”

  “So what’s the problem?” Cade asked.

  It took a moment for Bo to answer Cade. At that exact moment, Spring yelled for them to speed it up again, and all the women cheered louder. What the hell was that all about? Was she out of her mind? Did she want to get thrown from the mechanical bull? He didn’t know what he would do if she got hurt.

  “For one thing, I’ve never been in love before. And second, I don’t think you’re supposed to try and turn one-night stands into something more. That defeats the point of calling it a one-night stand.” Bo huffed as he watched Spring smiling ear to ear as she bucked on the mechanical bull. Her long, dark hair was tousled, and her face was flushed. She looked as if she was having the time of her life.

  “Well, bro, if that was the case, you and Spring already broke that rule by the actions you took after your one night together.” Cade, the ever-so-clever one, made a good point.

  “Don’t forget the big-ass hickeys you two plastered on each other. If that’s not putting your claim on each other, I don’t know what is. But, you know what is truly interesting? Not once since we have seen her today has she tried to cover it up. Look around, Bo. This place is crawling with eager beaver, horny ass men, and not a one will step near Spring. Nor has she shown even a flicker of interest in anyone, but you. Even back at the arena. The opposite sex was invisible to her, until you came up to see her.”

  When did Vance become so fucking smart?

  “And let me add just a little more insight. I hate to burst your little self-doubting bubble, Bo, but back at the arena, whenever Dalton and April told her about some of your bull-riding days, her face simply lit up. She hung on to every word. I am talking about genuine interest. I can’t say for sure if it is love, but she is not far from it. I could see it in those beautiful star-shaped eyes of hers.”

  Bo grinned. He listened to his brothers, but he watched his minx ride the hell out of that mechanical bull. That damned vest of hers looked as if it would pop a button at any moment. She looked as if she were enjoying herself. The speed was safe, and she was yelling her head off. He fought the urge to rush the ring and take Spring back to his bed. He needed to control the possessive side of him. It was time to leave the saloon and let her enjoy her night out with her sisters. He had to remember that this was her vacation.

  “Look, I don’t plan on making any life-changing declarations tonight, so let’s just get the hell out of here before I make a fool of myself.” Bo placed his empty bottle on a nearby ledge. “I’ve got one more day to figure out how to spend time with her before she leaves. Let’s get out of here.”

  * * * *

  It had been a hard day and an ass-kicking night. Saturday had been the busiest day for the bull-riding competition, and Bo never had a chance to run into Spring. He had to arrive at the arena early and had only just set foot in his hotel room thirty minutes before the hotel phone rang. His sister, Sloane, called to tell him, remind him, it was his last night to spend with Spring, and if he wanted just a moment with her, he’d better get his butt in gear. She was with her sisters in their dance club.

  Bo was dressed and downstairs in record time. He was hard pressed to contain his excitement. He didn’t have a game plan. He just knew he wanted Spring all to himself. His brothers said they would occupy the sisters, so they could leave together. It wasn’t as if spending time with any of the sisters would be a great burden for them, the women were beautiful. Bo could only grin and thank them all. He just hoped a plan would form in his mind. And fast.

  Luckily for Bo, he did not have to do this on his own. His brothers and cousin had gotten together and come up with a plan. His cousin Dalton decided to go with them to the dance club. It gave them an even advantage. Four men, four women. Sneaking off with Spring would be a lot easier if all of her sisters were distracted. Even though Dalton and Summer seemed to want to do battle whenever they were near each other. Bo couldn’t let that worry him. This was his last opportunity, and he would not let it slip by.

  The music was pounding when they stepped through the soundproof doors. The entire place was a dance floor, and they had fashioned a path that led straight towards the outdoor patio. There was an abundant amount of seating, which was difficult to find because it was packed shoulder to shoulder in the dance club. The lights were dim, but somehow Dalton had found the women out on the patio in record time. Damn. And Bo thought he was on a mission.

  Bo literally ran into the back of Cade when he caught sight of Spring. No other woman mattered to him. He had tunnel vision. Her skin had that familiar glow. She glistened. Fuck! He wanted to lick every inch of her. He’d bet it was salty and sweet. Her hair framed her face, and her cheeks were flushed from the heat. That’s probably why they were on the patio with water bottles in hand.

  She wore a blue top that barely covered her breasts and a matching low-rise flowing skirt that stopped right above her knees. Her pink diamond belly ring was hard to miss even by his brothers, but they quickly averted their eyes when they saw Bo watching them. The silver flat sandals blended in well with what she wore. Every time he saw her, she managed to take his breath away.

  “Hey, fellas!” Summer was the first to speak. Then quickly rolled her eyes at Dalton.

  “Ladies, you’re looking sexy tonight.” Cade stepped in before Summer clawed Dalton.

  “Drinks, dances, and maybe even a late-night meal all on our dime if Summer promises not to harm Dalton,” Vance prodded. He knew getting the other two women to gang up on her would help them on their quest to get Bo alone with Spring.

  April and May flanked Summer and looped an arm through hers.

  “Oh, Summer will behave. This is our last night.” May answered first, not giving Summer a choice in the matter.

  “Let’s head to the bar, ladies,” Cade said as he walked ahead, and Dalton and Vance follo
wed behind the three sisters. Leaving Spring behind with Bo.

  “You look beautiful,” Bo said to Spring as he pulled her closer to an empty spot on the balcony. He left nothing to chance. There was no point in holding back now. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. Her lips instantly parted on impact. The kiss was sensual, deep, passionate, and straight to the point. She belonged to him, and he was hers. There was no doubt about it.

  Bo broke the kiss with a barrel of reluctance. “Come with me.” He watched Spring as her eyes floated over to the direction of where her sisters stood at the bar with his brothers and cousin. “They are in good hands, Spring. I just want an hour or two with you on your last night.” He kissed her gently on her lips. “Please.”

  “Huh. You sure can scheme.” She smirked at him and placed a hand on her hip.

  “Not so much a schemer as I’ve got great relatives. They knew I wanted to see you, be with you. There was no way in hell that would happen if your sisters were constantly worrying about you. So, can we leave now?” He could see the tension leaving her body as her nipples pebbled at his caress. He let his fingertips dance along her nape and shoulders, down her arms until he reached her hands. What he would give to taste those right now.

  “Okay. Let me tell my sisters I’m leaving for a bit, and we can go wherever you want.” Spring leaned in and nipped his lip. She tugged him by the hand and led the way toward her sisters.

  The sisters did exactly what Bo expected. They threatened his life and his balls if Spring wasn’t returned in one piece by the next morning. The last part was unexpected, but he smiled and thanked them nonetheless. He didn’t linger; he wasn’t a complete idiot. He grabbed Spring by the hand and skirted out of the club. He had no idea where they were going or what they were about to do, but somehow they found their way into an empty elevator. Again.

  When the doors to the elevator shut behind them, Spring slammed Bo against the back wall and kissed him. It caught him totally by surprise and was a complete turn-on. When they finally pulled away to gulp in air, Bo looked up into the camera and made a cut-off motion. Almost immediately, they felt and heard the elevator shut down and the beep from the camera indicating it was shutting off.

  “Spring, where in hell did you get that top?” he asked as he flipped it down past her breasts and immediately dipped his head to suck in a nipple.

  “Ahhh.” She tossed her head back. “I take it you approve?” Her body instantly went up in flames. She couldn’t ignore the way he made her body feel even if she wanted to.

  Bo wrapped an arm around her waist and another splayed out along her back for better balance. They were not going to make it any farther than the elevator. He unlatched from her nipple only to turn her around until her back pressed up against the wall. He unveiled the other nipple, pushing both nipples together, and sucked them over and over until she squirmed and begged. When Spring began pulling at his hair, he knew it was time.

  He reluctantly calmed his assault on her nipples and skimmed her thighs until he reached the hem of her skirt and yanked it completely off her body in one strong tug. Her surprised smile and immediate fixation on his mouth only encouraged him. As Spring unabashedly kissed him, Bo thumbed her panties and pulled them down her legs. He didn’t want to ruin them just yet.

  Bo’s hands went to his sides as he felt Spring’s fingers fumbling then successfully unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. He stood stock-still when she broke their kiss to push his jeans over his taut hips and ass and followed them down his legs until she stopped at his calves. On her way back up his body, she held eye contact with him as she licked the tip of his cock, taking in the pearly substance resting at his slit.

  Bo sucked in a breath as his hips jerked at the flick of her tongue. He threaded his fingers through her hair and stared down at her. “No, minx. I won’t be able to hold on. Not even for a moment. Get up here. Let me fuck you, baby.”

  Chapter 10

  Without another word, but with added torture, Spring flicked her tongue one more time for good measure and then stood back up with a silly pout on her face.

  “I’ll never get enough of that pout, minx,” Bo said as he slid his fingers between her thighs and first teased her clit. Her hips jerked as she widened her stance, wanting more. He tugged gently at her clit and then moved on to her slit to see if she was ready for him. He should have already known the answer to that question. Spring was soaking wet. “Dammit, minx, look how wet you get for me.”

  He could not control the words that flowed from his mouth. He saw how they made her eyes water. He felt the same way. Bo picked her up, and she instantly locked her legs around his waist. He was unable to move. Damn. When did he become so emotional? He laid his head on her shoulder and felt Spring thread her fingers through his hair as she placed soft kisses along his temple.

  He heard her sniffle. It was soft and low, even for the elevator. “Bo.” Spring didn’t try to disguise her tear-laden voice. She pulled his hair tighter, pressing his face into her shoulder. He could hear the hiccups in her throat and felt the first tear drop on his temple.

  Bo slowly lifted his head and stared into a pair of wet, golden star-flecked eyes. She was beautiful even when she cried. This was it. This was their last night together, and there was no way around it. What happened after this? Was there an after? He held the cards. And it was time to put them on the table.

  “I love you, Spring.” As much as he wanted to hear her response, he wouldn’t wait for one.

  Bo gently covered her mouth with his and entered her sheath in one slow, smooth stroke. She was tight and fit him like a glove every time. It was like the first time every time with her. He would never get enough of her. He loved the way she smelled, her scent was so intoxicating. How was he supposed to go on with his life like he had never met her? It just was not possible. No woman would ever be able to replace her, his Spring.

  He couldn’t take much more. He had to feel every inch of her pussy, memorize it. He wanted to feel her milking his cock within an inch of his life. If this had to be the last time he saw Spring, touch her, make love to her, be inside of her, then he would memorize every inch of her. The elevator was just a start.

  Bo had never told a woman he loved her. Never. He was afraid for her to reciprocate, if that’s what she intended to do. What if she didn’t? He could feel her tears falling on his face as he kissed her. They seeped into his mouth. Salty and Spring. He felt the exact moment his gut sunk to his feet. He was absolutely in love with her. Spring already owned his heart. She’d owned it the moment they stepped on the dance floor Thursday night. And now, now she had his soul. He would never be the same.

  When she came, she broke their kiss. She wanted to climb the walls. He held her tight as her body convulsed from the impact. Bo stared into her eyes as he watched her cry and come.

  It was sexy, and it twisted his heart. “Dammit, Spring,” he said as he watched her come.

  Spring gripped Bo’s shoulders so hard she was afraid she may have broken his skin. She couldn’t believe he told her he loved her. This was their last night together, and he said he loved her. She thought she was crazy for harboring those exact same feelings. But now she knew she wasn’t alone.

  She cried because she was happy. She cried because she’d just had another off the charts orgasm with this man. She cried because their night would eventually have to end. She cried because she didn’t know what she was going to do.

  “I love you, too, Bo.”

  He gripped her so tight he made her gasp. He thrust hard. His thrusts became rough. He couldn’t be gentle. They shook the elevator, and yet he couldn’t stop. He couldn’t control himself. Spring had that type of effect on him. He had never experienced anything on this level in his life. He wanted this every day. Unfortunately, Spring interrupted any further thoughts after he came down from his orgasm. She finally unlocked her legs, and he placed her on her feet. He held her for a few moments until they were both more stable.

/>   “I don’t know if you had anything planned for our last night, but how about, instead of ending the night feeling melancholy, let’s go someplace where we can talk and laugh without yelling over the extremely loud music. Get to know each other better. Maybe we could plan to visit each other. Anything, Bo. Please. I don’t want to cry anymore.” She talked into his chest. “I know we are doing this backwards, but I’m not ready to part ways just yet.”

  He lifted her chin and traced her lips with the pad of his thumb. Bo leaned down to give her a quick kiss. “Stay just like that, minx.” He pressed her back up against the wall. Bo quickly pulled up his jeans and buttoned and buckled them. Then he reached down and found Spring’s panties on the floor and smiled. He was glad he didn’t rip them. He found another use for them instead. He gently cleaned her up with her panties and then placed them in his front pocket.

  “Pervert,” Spring said as she smiled down at him.

  “This pervert belongs to you.” He let out a small chuckle as he placed her skirt in front of her feet to step into. Once he pulled it up to her waist, he let her finish adjusting it. When Bo straightened, standing to his full height once again, he smiled down at Spring and helped her with her top.

  “I have an idea. I know a fun place we can go where the atmosphere is guaranteed to be happy, there’s impromptu dancing, drinks are overflowing, and we can talk all night long.”

  “Oooh, I’m game.”

  Bo pulled out his cell phone and dialed Sloane. “Can you turn the elevator back on?” He didn’t wait for Sloane to respond. There wouldn’t be much to discuss at this moment, and she knew Spring was with him. She could drill him later. After a few moments, the elevator was up and running and the camera light turned back on.

  “So, Bo, where are we going?” Spring asked as she watched him press the button for the third floor.