Hot Prairie Nights

by Anita Philmar

  She set him on fire. One look, he turned hard. A wicked wink, he melted. A kiss, he had to have her. She constantly amazed him with new ways to pleasure him and he loved every minute of it.

  Now, though, he wanted more, a commitment. The question as to whether or not he should have come to Kansas had been put to bed days ago. Yes, she was his best friend’s wife, but Daniel more than anyone else, would be pleased by them getting together.

  But how could he broach the subject of them getting married? She’d said she wanted time. Should he wait for some indication from her as to when the timing for them to get married should occur?

  Sound of hooves hitting the ground drew him out of his musing.

  Instantly, he recognized the rider and his pulse increased.

  On her favorite mount, Lizzy rode toward him. Wild strands played over the smooth complexion of her face, the wisp of hair having broken loose of the braid running down her back. The heat of her gaze met his, telling him without words she wasn’t having a problem with something on the ranch. No, she had a more personal problem one that only he could satisfy.

  She tugged on the reins as she drew closer.

  He stepped up beside the horse and noticed for the first time the long coat she wore and that her legs were bare. Why had she come out here dress like this? What did the lady have in mind? Because he’d learned she had an active imagination, and when it came to sex, she’d try anything.

  Wrapping one hand around her leg, he laid the other one on the back of her saddle. “So what brings you out here?”

  She shrugged and swung her other leg over the saddle horn. Her foot hit his shoulder and she slid her other foot out of the stirrup, spreading her legs wide.

  With her position above him, he had an unrestricted view of what she had on underneath her coat. The lack of apparel ratcheted up his blood pressure.

  He stepped closer and slid his hands along her inner thighs, staring at her cunt. Her sweet scent rode over his senses. His taste buds tingled. “Unbutton your coat so I can have a good look at you.”

  “Don’t you think you better tie up my horse first? We don’t want any sudden movement to unseat me.” She offered him the reins.

  Ignoring the leather strips, he leaned into her thigh, running a long stroke of his tongue against her smooth skin. “No, you concentrate on keeping the horse steady while I have a taste of you.”

  “But I came out here so we could...”

  He nibbled along her leg and dove under her coat to find her moist center. The sweet taste of her told him, she been anticipating this moment for most of her trip. The gentle rocking of the horse only adding to her excitement and now, she need some major attention.

  Not willing to disappoint her, he licked her smooth folds. The soft skin exciting him more as he remembered cutting the intimate hair away last night before he’d bathed her. He groaned with delight and lapped at her slit, using his tongue to gather the dewy moisture.

  The sweet button of her clit tempted him and he bit down lightly on the treat. Tiny spasms played against his mouth.

  Darn, he couldn’t hold out much longer, not with his cock harder than a rock. He shifted back, his gaze following the flat plains of her stomach to her full breasts.

  The brown cotton coat she wore framed her naked body, highlighting her milky white skin and intensifying the hunger in his loins. “Lizzy, do you know how beautiful you look? So sexy, so hot...”

  He knocked her feet from his shoulders and wrapped his hands around her hips, drawing her off her horse. “I can’t wait another minute to get inside you.”

  The sudden drop from the back of her horse had Lizzy scrambling for something to hold onto. She clutched at Heath’s arms and wrapped her legs around his waist before her horse side-stepped and left her without any support.

  Heath slid his hands over her ass and drew her closer, saving her from a fall to the ground. “I got you, and I don’t plan to let you go.”

  The sudden contact with the crisp hair on his chest had her breasts tingling. She rubbed seductively against him and wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. For what seem like an eternity she’d long to be near him, touching, tasting, having him deep inside. She hadn’t been able to work and had finally given up and rode out here to see if she could relieve the hunger in her soul.

  Yes, she’d missed Daniel when he left to go on his little trips, but it didn’t compare to this. Heath was an addiction, if she didn’t see him every few hours, she felt lost and alone, afraid that he wouldn’t return.

  Then when they were together, all she could think about was touching him, loving him, doing naughty and wild things to excite him. Whatever he wanted she couldn’t deny him? Why did she feel this way? Was it love or lust?

  Heath carried her into the field and set her down. “Here let me have your coat and we’ll spread it out on the ground so you can lay on it.”

  Waiting impatiently for him to finished the task, she stared at the muscles in his back, the round curve of his butt, the thick strength of his thighs. She edged forward when he stood and ran a hand along the waistband of his pants. “Shouldn’t you remove these?”

  He captured her around the waist, swung her up into his arms, and then laid her on her coat. His heated gaze slid over her, warming her more than the sun. He squatted beside her and stroked a finger along the lined of her jaw. “No, first I have a few things to say.”

  She searched his face looking for answers. “What do...”

  He stopped her words by putting a finger over her lips. “No, listen. I know we haven’t known each other very long, but I can’t imagine making love to anyone other than you.”

  The hand on her lips shifted and he drew a line down the center of her body. He stared silently.

  Uncertain what he was trying to say, she guided a hand along his thigh trying her best to offer him encouragement to continue.

  “I love you,” suddenly burst from his mouth. He blinked as if surprise by the statement and cleared his throat. “I want you to marry me, be my wife, and have my children.”

  She slammed her eyelids shut and gasped, “No, you have to know that I can’t conceive. Daniel and I were married for five years and...” The words backed up in her throat the pain almost too much to bear. She covered her face with her hands. Daniel had to have told his best friend the truth about her.

  “Wait,” Heath captured her wrists and held them above her head. “You’re not the reason for the lack of children in your marriage to Daniel. I guess he didn’t bother to tell you he was sterile.”

  Eyes popping open, Lizzy stared into Heath’s face. “What? Why didn’t he tell me?”

  Heath shrugged and leaned over her. “Probably didn’t think it was important.”

  “Why that jackass, I should...”

  The wet lick of his tongue over her nipple sent her mind reeling. She’s used no type of birth control with Heath. Could she already be pregnant with his child?

  Excited by the idea, she struggled against his hold, wanting only to get her hands on him. “Please, Heath, I need...”

  Heath closed his hot mouth over her breast.

  Pleasure sang through her body and she arched her back, silently begging for more. As quickly as the caress started it ended.

  “So what’s your answer?” He kept one hand locked over her and used the other to tease her breasts.

  “What are you talking about?” she gasped.

  “Are you going to marry me?” He pinched her nipple.

  She fought to draw in air and finally managed to say, “Yes, I love you. Now, quit torturing me.”

  He squeezed her wrists and covered her, his body a heavenly weight on hers. “Good, because I don’t plan to let you out of my sight for more than a few hours at a time.”

  She loved the idea but didn’t get a chance to answer.

  He claimed her mouth in a deep, powerful kiss, his tongue searching every available surface while he ran his hands down her arms to her head. He dug his fing
ers into her hair, holding her in place as his tongue drove her into a frenzy.

  She had to touch him, had to get her arms around his shoulders.

  “No,” he whispered. “Keep your hands where they are. I want to play without any distraction.” Heath shifted lower, his mouth burning an erotic trail over her breasts, giving each a minute, an hour, an eternity of attention before he slid lower.

  He licked her navel, and then nibbled over to a hip bone. After a moment, he continued downward. His tongue finally lapped at her heat, sending fire through her blood.

  She arched her hips and pumped against his mouth, riding his tongue as it thrust repeatedly inside her. Strung out on a tight-rope, Lizzy begged for release, “Please, Heath, I’m dying here.”

  A soft bite over her clit send her into another world. Spasms quivered through her center, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body. The rippling effect caused her legs to tremble and her toes to tingle. Stars exploded behind her eyelids.

  How had she managed to stay away from him so long?

  Chapter Eight

  Lifting her legs, Heath draped them over his shoulders and stared down at her sweet cunt. The sight of her pink pussy quivering with release had him rock hard.

  He wrapped his hands around his cock and rubbed the smooth head over her clit, then dipped inside. The pleasure of her hot, wet pussy had him closing his eyes. Quivers of need raced along his spine and his balls tightened. He silently begged for the strength to hold out and not end the fun too soon.

  Finally, she belonged to him.

  He stared at her beautiful face and envisioned their future, her by his side every day, his partner in the ranch and in all types of pleasures. His gaze ran over her chest, and he waited for them both to catch a fortifying breath, before he thrust into her in one long stroke.

  Holy smoke, the woman was hot.

  “Please,” she screamed and locked her ankles around his neck. The sight of her pebble-hard nipples and her slick pussy clutching at his cock had him fighting for control.

  Heaven, he had to be in heaven.

  He cupped his hands around her hips and rocked slowly out, watching the pink lips of her pussy caress his cock. Every inch he withdrew incited a wild craving to plunge back deep. He reversed his movements and again tortured them both with his slow pace.

  In, out, a gentle rhythm that sent a lightning bolt shooting through his body and he lost all control. He hammered into her, driving into her hard and fast. It didn’t take long before an explosion of pleasure shot through him. He shuddered and trembled, his body crumbling down over hers.

  Minutes later, Heath felt her hands in his hair and he lifted his head. A need welled up inside him and he couldn’t hold back the words. “You’re mine, now and until the end of time.”

  She grinned and opened her mouth to speak, but he cut off her reply by holding her close and rolling over. He kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear.

  “Heath,” she muttered and her legs slid down on both sides of his hips. With their bodies still connected, her movements thrust his cock deeper.

  “Yes?” He rubbed his hands over her ass, his palms itching to land a smack over her plush flesh. The stinging caressed turned her skin red and excite her lust.

  She lifted her head and whispered, “So what do you want to do now?”

  He smiled and spent the rest of the day and part of the night showing her a future where she’d find nothing but pleasure in his arms.

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