by Jaycee Ford
“Tom, you told me you weren’t ready for a girlfriend, and I’m fine with that. But you were dancing with another girl. You’re obviously trying to make me jealous, and it worked. Why don’t we leave here and go back to my place so you can make it up to me?”
“Hey, Tom, do you need help with those beers?”
I turned around to see Jordan standing about two feet from me. Her fingers were interlocked, hanging down in front of her, and a timid smile invaded her cheeks. My heart broke seeing her questioning eyes. The air became tense and quiet. Jordan took a step forward and raised her hand out toward Angela.
“Hi, I’m Jordan.”
Angela looked daggers at Jordan and ignored her hand by putting hers on her hips. Angela’s lip curled like a rabid beast. I shook my head and handed Jordan a beer.
“Here, darlin’.”
“Darlin’? You call her darlin’?” Angela’s voice rose a little bit higher than I would have preferred. I gazed at Jordan as she nervously bit her lip.
“Yes, she’s my girl.” Jordan’s eyes lit up as Angela rambled in the background.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” An added groan confirmed her departure and I moved to stand in front of Jordan.
“Am I your girl?” Jordan asked as her eyes searched mine.
“I would like you to be.” I chuckled. I hadn’t officially been exclusive with someone since high school, and it wasn’t like I really knew then what I was doing. “Is that what guys do? Do they ask?”
She laughed at my question and shrugged her shoulders. I took a step closer and caressed her face with my free hand. Her laughter stopped, but the smile never left her eyes. She tilted her face into my hand. I loved how she responded to my touch. She amazed me ever since I had literally walked into her life. It scared me that I wanted to be with her so much. Maybe the reason why I never put much into women before was because I knew they weren’t right for me. Other girls didn’t complete me the way Jordan had. I wanted that every day… for the rest of my life.
“I may sound like a sixteen-year-old when I ask this, but since I’m not sure of the right way of doing these things, I’m just going to put myself out there.” I took a deep breath, wanting to remember this moment. “Jordan, will you be my girl?”
My breath stopped as I stared into her eyes, waiting for an answer. She bit her lip as her cheeks reddened. I couldn’t help but smile at how absolutely gorgeous she was. She nodded and my heart filled with hope.
“Is that a yes?”
She laughed and grazed her hand down my chest.
“Yes, Tom. I would love to be your girl.”
“Ms. Hawthorne, you’re making me a very happy man right now.”
“Am I?”
I took the beer from her hand and set our drinks on the counter of a nearby booth. I caressed both of her cheeks, and as I leaned in toward her, I gazed at her eyes and mouth.
“Yes, I’m a very happy man right now.” I dove to her lips to taste the only form of heaven I ever wanted to know. Every time I was with her, it seemed as if the world abandoned us, and it was just Jordan and me. I broke the kiss and smirked. “Well, girlfriend, I don’t think I’m done dancing with you yet.”
The people dancing now were the regulars that frequented Dixie’s on a typical Friday night. The crowd was a little rowdier and the dancing was a little more suggestive. My arms wrapped around Jordan, and her hips slowly started to grind against me. She glanced over at Ellie, who was dancing with Paul, and with a wink, the girls pushed us away. They turned toward each other and started to dance together. They weren’t exactly holding back either. Paul grabbed my shoulder to hold himself up as he and I could not break away from the sexiest thing I had ever seen. The girls started laughing at our gawking, and Ellie ran back to Paul. It looked like those two were progressing.
Jordan stood a few feet away from me and curled her finger, beckoning me to come to her. As I approached her, she turned around and started grinding that perfect ass against me. I placed my hands on her hips to hold her against me as I responded to the beat of the music. Thankfully, the crowd around us was dancing the same way. Her ass swayed against me, awakening a powerful craving. My hands gripped her hips tight as her ass bounced to the beat of the music. I hissed as my eyes almost crossed. The things this woman did to me. She bent over at her hips, pressing harder against me, and scratched the tips of her fingers up my legs. I wrapped my arm across her chest, pulling her against me, and I whispered in her ear. “If you keep doing that to me, I’m going to go back on what I said about our first time being outside.”
She turned around in my arms, nipped my ear, and whispered, “The sooner, the better.”
When she added a sexy wink, I stared into her eyes and said, “Hey, Paul?”
“Yeah?”
Still looking into her eyes, I replied to Paul, “I think we’re heading out.”
Jordan’s eyes began to smolder as mine were. She grabbed my hand, leading me off the dance floor, and Ellie laughed.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”
With our arms around each other, we grabbed her purse from Ellie’s booth and then slowly made the journey down the street. I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I wrapped my arms from behind her and started kissing down her neck. Jordan stopped walking as her head tilted back, giving me greater access. My hands grazed across her stomach and cupped her breasts. As her breathing deepened, she twisted around in my arms, gripped the front of my shirt and pushed me up against the brick wall next to Ellie’s shop. I held her tight as she kissed up my neck and nibbled my ear. I twitched against her, needing to be buried deep inside of her. She grabbed my jaw and slanted her mouth over mine. I grabbed her hips and turned us around, pressing her back against the wall. She let out a little yelp, but that didn’t stop either of us. My hands glided up her sides as I possessed her. She pulled me close, and I slid my hand down her leg, relishing in the silkiness of her skin. I wrapped one arm around her waist and hooked her leg around my hip. I pressed against her core, and she released a whimper of need. My jeans were now unbearably tight. My tongue danced with hers as the blood roared in my ears. I needed her, and I needed her now. I broke our kiss and attempted to calm down for at least the rest of the walk down to The Inn.
“Come on, cowboy. Show me how you ride.” Her seduction purred in my ear.
I wrapped my hand around hers as we walked one step less than a jog back to The Inn. The foyer was quiet as we went in, and I followed her up the stairs. Not holding back any more, I cupped her ass, skimmed over her hips around to her front, and gave her a gentle squeeze, knowing she was wet and ready. She stopped climbing as she let out a pleasing whimper and almost fell backward, and I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight. I spun her around; the electricity sparked in her eyes. I hoisted her legs around my waist, throbbing against her. My mouth found hers while I kept my hands firmly grasping her ass.
My lips found her neck as I carried her up the last few steps and down the hall to her room. I released my hold of her and her body slid down against mine. Using the master key, I opened the door for her, keeping my arm hung around her hip. The door clicked shut behind us, and I spun her around. The wanton stare in her eyes almost brought me to my knees. I rested my hands on her hips as I leaned in close to her, her breath shaking with need. I pressed her against the wall and brushed my lips against her neck. Her breath changed from a trembling need to holding a pant. I started to thrust against the heat of her core. She moaned my name, and my body quaked.
“Go sit on the bed,” she whispered in my ear. Her lust-filled eyes made me agree to her command, so I unwillingly put her down, and while holding her hand, I walked backward to the bed.
As I sat down, she pulled away from me. I started to protest, reaching for her as her dress slipped out of my grasp, but she stuck her finger in the air, asking me to wait. She pulled out a few pins from her hair and her beautiful locks flowed freely, cascading down around her. She reached around t
o ever so slowly unzip her dress. The agony of her ease was nearly unbearable. I could rip that thing off her in two seconds flat.
The dress fell to the floor in one swoop, allowing my eyes to feast on my water goddess. My chest ached with an unfamiliar feeling, one that I wanted to feel again and again. She stood before me wearing nothing but brown lace panties and cowboy boots. Every man’s fantasy stood two feet away from me, and I couldn’t believe I was lucky enough to have her.
I thought I had hyped up the memory of her body, but they didn’t do her justice. Her hair lay over her chest, her nipples pebbling between the strands. Her waist tucked in before the curves of her hips. My fingers twitched in yearning to grab on. Her legs… a mile long. She was perfect in every way. Her eyes smoldered as I couldn’t break my stare.
“My darlin’, you are beautiful.”
Her eyes said that she felt for me the way I did for her. My heart ached when I wasn’t with her, and in this moment, it was so full of… love. I closed my eyes, absorbing what I just realized. How could I be? So soon? But every time I was near her, I now understood those weird feelings. I’m in love with Jordan. It was only a matter of time before I told her I loved her. I didn’t even care that it was too soon. I opened my eyes to hers and I couldn’t help but smile. I was in love with this beautiful woman.
She swayed her hips while walking closer to me, and my body swelled painfully against my jeans. Her fingertips grazed the brim of my hat, yanking it off and tossing it to the ground. She bent over and placed her hands on my knees, her breasts hanging before me. Her sultry eyes penetrated mine, and she purred, “You’ve now seen me naked twice. It’s my turn.”
Jordan’s hands roamed over my chest, gripping my shirt. She unbuttoned every button, leaving kisses behind on my chest. I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I gripped her hips and tossed her behind me on the bed. I took off my shirt and unbuttoned my jeans. Before losing the jeans completely, I reached in my back pocket, dug out a condom, and tossed it at her, making her laugh the most beautiful sound.
I stripped her of her boots and slowly proceeded to take the brown lace away, leaving me almost breathless as I gazed upon her beauty. I pushed down my jeans and my boxer briefs, and as I slowly kneeled over her, she eyed me in near astonishment. She looked up at me with questioning eyes as I lowered myself on top of her.
“Tom, I don’t think it’s going to fit.”
I nibbled her neck up to her ear and whispered, “I’ll make sure it does.”
Her blood pulsed as I slowly kissed down her neck, crawling over her body to have her perfect chest in front of me. Having craved these nipples since the first time I saw them, I savored the moment as I slowly wrapped my lips around one, sucking tenderly while I caressed the other. She released a cry loaded with need, pushing out her chest and making me hungrier than I was before. I left one nipple to devour the other. She squirmed, panting beneath my lips.
Another moan escaped her, and I decided to give her what she really needed, what I really needed. I left her luscious nipples and started kissing down her stomach until I reached the patch of hair pointing my way to glory. As I nuzzled so close to her core, she twitched and said my name breathlessly.
“Tom…”
The mere sound of my name leaving those precious lips drew out my animal instinct. I needed to feed. Hoisting her legs in the air, I slowly flicked my tongue against her, and she shuddered in pleasure. I wrapped my lips around her nub, sucking gently with a need to feel every throb coursing through her. Jordan’s fingers combed my hair, begging me to continue, and I slowly slid one finger inside her. Her breath caught.
“More.”
I slid another finger inside, spreading her deep while flicking her. Her back arched off the bed as I gripped her hips, holding her down. Her breathing hitched with a gasp. She came undone before me, allowing me to taste what I had been thirsty for ever since I saw her in that bathtub. As I crawled back up her body, she grabbed my head and kissed me hard, tasting herself on my tongue. I gazed back into her eyes, but I didn’t see what I expected. She seemed almost worried.
“Jordan, I want you to know I’ll never ever hurt you. You mean so much to me already. I couldn’t stand ever hurting you, but, baby… if we start this, I’ll never want to stop.”
A calming breath passed her lips, and as I rolled on a condom, she bit her lip. God, she’s sexy as hell. Hovering over her, I slid my tongue between her lips, slowly massaging hers as I nudged inside of her. She pulled out of our kiss with a gasp. I locked my eyes with hers as I slowly eased in deeper. When I reached that one spot, her breath caught, and I rocked into her with a gentle beat. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she exhaled her tension. Finding our rhythm, she wrapped her arms around me, scratching her nails down my back.
“My God, woman, you’re beautiful.”
As I raised her hips higher, she cried out, meeting me thrust for thrust. Her breathing became more rapid, her walls clenching against me. Wanting to fulfill her desire, I reached my hand down in between us and started flicking at her mound. I bent over and took one of her nipples in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. She called out my name over and over. I started going faster, and she screamed out, erupting in climax.
As she came down from her high, I continued to thrust slowly inside her. I licked her lips and tasted the beautiful life before me. With her eyes still filled with lust, she flipped me over onto my back. Straddling me, she bent down to my ear and sexily whispered, “I’m not done with you yet, cowboy.”
Her eyes remained hooded with lust as she slid me inside of her again. I gazed up at this goddess, claiming her as mine. As she took me in, I roamed my hands over her body, molding them over her every curve. Needing my own release, I sat up, wrapping my arms around her as I pumped her from underneath.
Her head fell backward, and I knew she was near coming again. I flipped her over to her back and pumped into her hard. As my own climax came over, I begged her, “Come for me, baby. Come for me, Jordan.”
The rush flowed as we both came together. Her moans turned into screaming pants. It felt like we were in our own world of ecstasy.
As I rested on top of her, pecking her lips, I gazed at her sleepy smiled. I scooted off her to dispose of the condom then quickly pulled her against me. She rested her head on my chest as our legs intertwined. I fingered her long hair, bringing us both into a relaxing state, and when her breathing returned to normal, I knew she had fallen asleep. I kissed the top of her head and drifted off with a breath of sleep.
“I love you, darlin’.”
STRONG ARMS HELD me tight against a muscular chest as the dawn’s light glowed through the lace curtains, and the smell of freshly brewed coffee awoke my senses. My hands slid over a man’s embrace as my legs ached with pleasure. I twisted around in his arms and found the most beautiful eyes smiling at me.
“Good morning, darlin’.” Tom pressed his lips to mine.
“It is a pretty good morning.” I nuzzled into his chest, consumed by his manly scent of sunshine and leather. As I breathed deeply, the hint of something rich and bold perked me up. I lifted my head off his chest, eyeing him, and asked, “Why do I smell coffee?”
A soft smile eased across his cheeks. I sat up, becoming aware of the table in the corner completely dressed with linens and table settings. Silver domes covered what I assumed was breakfast. The daisies he had given me last night were in a vase in the middle of the table.
“I can’t believe you did this.” My hand rested on my sheet-covered chest as my heart fluttered in total awe.
He wrapped his arms around me, and after pecking my shoulder, he whispered, “I’d do anything for you, Jordan.”
He got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom to grab my robe. I noticed he already had put on his jeans. Pity. He came around to my side of the bed, holding the robe open for me. “Would you like to join me for breakfast, Ms. Hawthorne?”
I let the sheet fall off me as I stood up completely naked and o
pen to the bright morning light. His eyes roamed down my body, looking pained with temptation. I turned slightly to ease my arms into the sleeves, and with a glance over my shoulder, I said, “Give me one minute.”
His eyes hungered as I strutted into the bathroom with every ounce of sexiness I could fake. The door shut behind me, and my knees almost buckled; I gripped the edge of the bathroom counter to steady myself. I stared into the mirror in a dreamy daze. Did last night just happen… with a cowboy?
The reality of last night hit me with full force—his thoughtfulness, his caresses, his body, his words of love. His words of love?
Sleep overcame me while he played with my hair, soothing my racing heart. I laid my head upon his chest, his heart drumming a contented beat. My body slowed to a diminutive hum as words echoed into my dreams.
“I love you, darlin’.”
A silent gasp escaped as I stared at my shocked expression in the mirror. He couldn’t have meant that already. Obviously, it had to be just the typical country boy way.
I turned on the faucet, and as the water warmed, I stared at the bathtub; the thing that brought us together. My fingers eased under the stream, and when it was warm enough, I scooped up a handful and splashed it on my face. The water dripped off as I blinked.
It was too soon. It had just come out while he dozed off to sleep. He couldn’t possibly be in love with me. If it were any other man, I would have kicked him out.
So why was he still here?
My face softened. I won’t let this one get away.
As I came out of the bathroom, he was now fully clothed, standing behind one of the chairs at the table, waiting for me. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, slowly kissing him good morning again. I broke away and said, “I can easily get used to this treatment.”
He smiled and said, “Good, because I like treating you this way.”
Oh, my heart was melting again.
“Sit, sit. The biscuits and gravy taste better warm.”