by Peyton Banks
“Are you ready to meet Sammy?” he rasped.
She reached up and pulled him to her, closing the gap between him. His cock pushed forward, demanding to be let out.
Realization dawned on him that he wanted Jada Dalton and he didn’t know if he could keep his promise.
He didn’t want to be a gentleman.
He wanted to haul her over his shoulder and toss her in the nearest bed and plunge his cock deep within her. He wanted to see her lose control when she climaxed on his cock. He wanted to lock them away for days so that he could take his time learning what made her tick.
Her eyes darkened as if she knew what he was thinking. She smiled at him, her sassiness coming forward.
“Well, of course, sugar,” she drawled in a fake southern accent.
He let loose a growl and swooped in, crushing his lips to hers, no longer able to resist from taking a taste of her again. She gasped, allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. He slid his hands to her jean-encased ass, loving how she fit nicely in his large hands.
The kiss was hot, wet, and symbolized what was in store for them once they got behind closed doors.
The sound of a plane flying low off in the distance broke the spell. He pulled back, his chest rising fast trying to catch his breath. Jada’s eyes remained closed as she leaned her forehead on him.
“I can’t seem to keep my hands off you,” he growled, tipping her head up to him.
She opened her desire-filled eyes.
“But I didn’t fly you to Texas just to take advantage of you.”
“Maybe I want you to,” she breathed.
He tightened his grip on her ass and pushed his hardened length on her belly to let her see what she did to him.
“Don’t tempt me, Jada. I promised you I would be a gentleman and I always keep my promises.” He reached up with his thumb and ran it along her plump bottom lip, swollen from his kisses. The image of her lips around his cock flashed before his eyes, and he held back a groan.
Later, he promised himself. Later, he would forget about being a gentleman.
“Well, cowboy. Why don’t you introduce me to Sammy?” She smiled and ran her hand along his chest.
He grabbed her hand in his and entwined their fingers and pulled her behind him.
“Come on. Let’s go meet Sammy and the gang,” he said. He had to put a little distance between them, before he ended up taking her right here in the grass.
He refused to have their first time be on the ground near the stable.
“Okay. Anything I should know about meeting a horse for the first time?” she asked with a nervous chuckle.
“Just be yourself,” he encouraged, looking down at her. Her face was full of excitement, and he knew she’d be fine. He guided her into the stables and was greeted with a few snorts from the horses as they came to their openings to see who had entered the building.
“Wow, this is larger than I imagined,” Jada breathed, looking around.
“Not only do we keep our horses here, but sometimes we board neighbors’ horses if they are going to be out of town for a while.”
He led her to the stall where Sammy was patiently waiting.
“Oh, my. She’s beautiful.”
Jada leaned against his arm, and he couldn’t help bringing her underneath the crook of it. He loved the feeling of her softer body against his hardened one. He laid a kiss on the top of her head as she cooed to Sammy.
The filly’s ears flickered while she took in Jada with her intelligent eyes.
“Here. I think she should have some treats over there somewhere.” He moved away and found where his mother kept the stash of apples and carrots for the horses. He handed Jada a long carrot.
“You want me to feed her?” Her eyes widened, and she glanced back at the horse.
“Yes. Let her get to know you. She’s as gentle as a calm breeze.” He moved Jada in front of him and kept his hands on her waist. He bit back a groan at the feeling of her perky ass pressed against the front of his jeans. He tried to will his cock down, but it had a mind of its own. “Just hold it out and let her come to you.”
Jada released a giggle following his commands. Just as he’d said, Sammy took a few steps forward, breathing in Jada’s scent before she gently took the carrot from her.
“Did you see that? She’s amazing!” Jada hopped around, spinning to him with a wide grin plastered on her face.
“Yes, amazing,” he murmured. Only he wasn’t talking about the horse. His thoughts were on how amazing this woman in front of him was.
“She’s so beautiful,” Jada squeaked. Sammy butted her head from behind, demanding more carrots.
Reiner laughed, watching Jada giggle and rub Sammy’s head, and he could see they would be fast friends.
He jogged away and grabbed his wide-brimmed hat and a smaller one that belonged to his sister. He knew she wouldn’t mind if someone borrowed it. He walked back to Jada and placed the hat on her head. He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face as she spun, playfully modeling the hat.
“Is it me?” she asked, giving him a wink.
“It’s perfect. Let’s go for our ride. We’ll make a cowgirl of you yet.”
* * *
“How can you live in the city if you grew up here?” Jada gushed, looking around the beautiful landscape. She had been afraid that she would fall off Sammy, but the horse was just as Reiner had described. She was a saint. She was calm where Jada was a nervous wreck. Sammy followed Reiner on his horse. After a while, Jada had finally calmed down when they entered a tree-lined lake with a magnificent view. She could see a few docks along the water.
“I can come back whenever I want. Especially on the off season,” Reiner said over his shoulder. He slowed his horse to allow Sammy to come to his side. “I’m glad you like it here. Texas is a part of me. Sometimes, I need to come home and breathe in the fresh air.”
She turned her head and took in Reiner on his horse with his hat pulled low on his head. He was the epitome of cowboy. She never knew she had a thing for cowboys. Maybe it was him. She bit her lip as their eyes met.
“What?” he asked, his lips tilted up in the corner.
“Nothing.” She smiled shyly, embarrassed at being caught staring at him. Just watching him in this element, she forgot that he was a football legend. Here, she could see that he was just Reiner.
“Come on. Let’s feed you. I packed us a small lunch.”
She watched him gracefully dismount his horse. She looked around and knew that she didn’t know the first thing about getting down off Sammy without ungracefully diving facefirst onto the ground. Reiner walked over to her and held his hands up for her.
“Come on. I got you,” he murmured.
She tossed her leg over as he pulled her from the saddle. He picked her up as if she weighed no more than a feather.
She bit back a groan when her body slid down his. Her breasts were achingly aware of his hard muscular chest. His length pressed into her stomach, causing her to release a gasp.
Her eyes flew to his, and she could see the flame of desire in his eyes. She swallowed hard for she was sure the same was reflected in hers.
“Thanks,” she whispered.
He jerked his head in a nod. He grabbed her hand and led her over to his horse. He snagged the bags before guiding over to a grassy knoll underneath a large tree that gave them shade away from the sun.
“Don’t you need to secure them or something?” she asked.
“No. They won’t go anywhere. They’ll go down and get a drink from the lake and graze.”
She watched him unfold a plaid blanket and spread it out beneath the tree. It gave them a nice amount of shade from the high sun. She turned, and as he’d said, both horses had ambled down to the lake.
“Do you need help?” she asked, turning back to him.
“Nope. Lunch is served.” He waved his hand for her to take a seat on the blanket.
She laughed watching him whip out a cou
ple of sandwiches, fruit, and a few bottles of cold water.
“Thank you.” She kicked her sandals off and took her place on the blanket next to him. Her stomach growled, announcing it was time to eat.
They ate their lunch while making idle conversation. It was hard for Jada to concentrate on anything but the man beside her. By the time they’d finished their lunch, he had put away their trash and stretched out on the blanket beside her.
“This is so relaxing. I see why you escape here when you get the chance,” she said, taking off her borrowed hat and setting it on the ground on top of her sandals.
“Here I can get away from the media, the limelight, and just be me.” He created a makeshift pillow from his bags. His hat was long gone from his head.
Her fingers ached to run themselves through his hair.
“I’m glad you like it here. Most city girls wouldn’t be caught dead coming to the country.”
“I’m not most city girls,” she said, tilting her head to the side as she looked at him.
His eyes flashed to hers.
“I know,” he agreed. He reached up and tugged her to him.
She fell across his chest with a laugh lodged in her throat. Her eyes met his, and she could see the stark need in his. She shifted her body to lay next to his.
He propped up on his elbow, his face above hers. He moved in and covered her lips with his. She gasped, his lips coaxing hers open to allow his tongue to enter.
His tongue gently caressed her as he swept inside her mouth. Her fingers made their way to his thick hair, finding it to be as soft and silky as she knew it to be.
He leaned farther over her, a growl escaping from his chest. Her legs automatically opened, allowing him to settle between them. Her heart pounded with the knowledge of what was to happen. If he asked for her body, she was going to give it to him.
Reiner’s complete focus was on Jada. Her moans drove him crazy. He left a hot trail of kisses along her jawline as he made his way to her neck. Her shirt had been driving him crazy all day. That bare shoulder of hers was downright sexy. He had ached to run his tongue along the creamy bronze skin since the moment he’d laid eyes on her this morning.
He reached down and snagged the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head.
“Yes,” she hissed. He lowered his head and nipped her breast through her bra.
He caught sight of the clasp nestled between her large mounds.
“Are you sure, Jada?” he asked, pausing his finger at the clasp.
“I’m sure,” she whispered, her eyes locking on him.
He slowly opened the clasp, mesmerized by the sight of her bountiful breasts as he peeled her bra back. Her dark areolas called to him. He swooped down and took one of the beaded nipples in between his lips.
He took his fill of her breasts in his mouth and other hand, causing his cock to strain against his jeans. The feel of her fingers in his hair produced a rumble deep within his chest. He trailed his tongue over to the other breast, wanting to get a taste of that one, too. Her small gasp drove him to nip her breast before soothing it with his tongue.
“Reiner,” she moaned.
“I’m here, baby,” he assured her, trailing hot kisses down her soft belly. He smiled, taking notice of her small navel ring. He hadn’t been attracted to them before, but on Jada it was perfect. He loved the softness of her body. It drove him crazy. He preferred a woman with curves any day over the stick-figured women who constantly threw themselves at him.
He sat back and hooked his fingers beneath her jeans and slowly dragged them from her. Her small scrap of panties that covered her was fairly useless. He could see her mons through the sheer material.
Jada’s legs spread for him when he reached a hand to caress her panty-clad pussy. He laid a gentle kiss above her panty line. His cock jumped from the way that she responded to him. Everything was genuine about Jada. Her smile, her laugh, and even her throaty moans of ecstasy. He craved more. He wanted to be the one to cause her to scream and fall apart in his arms.
“Stop teasing me,” she groaned, thrusting her hips toward his hand.
“Don’t rush me,” he chuckled. He grasped the tiny barrier and pulled her panties free from her, tossing them over his shoulder. He was going to be taking his time with her. He didn’t want the first time between them to be rushed. He lowered himself between her legs, putting him at eye level with her glistening pussy lips. “We have all day.”
She was beautiful. Her brown lips were coated with her juices as they waited for him to part them open. He knew once he spread her swollen labia that he would find her delicious pinkness ready for him.
He leaned forward and swiped his tongue along the length of her. Her body arched from the ground. He reached up and pushed her back down so he could take his fill of her. Her taste exploded on his tongue. It was one that he could only describe as Jada.
Her moans, gasps, and his name on her lips made him to lose his control while he feasted upon her. He was unmerciful on her, taking it all in. His tongue found its way to her buried nub of flesh. Her fingers found their way back to his hair. He loved the feel of her pulling his hair.
He reached up and inserted a finger inside her tight sheath. He swore at how tight she gripped his finger. He latched on to her clit as her body shook.
He wanted her to fall apart.
“Reiner,” she called, her body trembling.
“I’m here,” he growled, inserting another finger to stretch her.
Her body was responding to his assault on her pussy. She arched her hips to him, thrusting herself farther in his mouth. He loved how she rode his face. His fingers and mouth were coated with proof that her body was preparing itself for him. He continued to thrust his fingers while he concentrated on her swollen flesh.
“Oh, God.” He could feel her muscles tightened.
She cried out as she reached her orgasm. He refused to let up on her so he continued to suck on her clit. Her legs shook, and she rode out the waves of her orgasm. Her body collapsed on the ground, with her chest rising and falling fast. He sat up and leaned back on his hunches, taking in the beautiful sight of her nakedness spread out on his blanket with the evidence of her release displayed on her inner thighs.
He snatched his shirt from his body, unable to take his eyes off her. Her eyes finally opened as he kicked his shoes and discarded his jeans and underwear. He was unashamed of his cock that sprang free. Her eyes widened at the sight of him. He covered her body with his, letting loose a deep growl.
He pressed a hard kiss to her lips and settled in the valley of her thighs. His cock brushed against her soaked core. He shifted and spread her labia with the blunt tip of his cock, coating the tip with her wetness.
“Reiner,” she gasped, pulling her head back from him.
He nipped her jaw as he continued to rub himself along her soaked entrance.
“I need to tell you something.”
“What is it?” He ran his tongue along the side of her neck. He wanted to slam his cock home but knew that she was tiny and he’d have to ease into her at first. He was lost to her body, wanting to commit every facet of her to his memory. Her brown skin called to him. He loved the look of his lighter-toned hand running along her hip as he guided her legs open wider.
“I’m a virgin.”
Her words were whispered, but he heard them. He paused, his heart slamming into his chest.
He pulled back, his breaths coming hard and fast. He stared into her eyes and saw the uncertainty in them.
“What?” he asked, not sure if he’d truly heard her.
“I’m a virgin,” she repeated, worry etched on her face.
He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against hers. In all of his years, he had never de-flowered any woman. Most of the groupies or women he’d been in relationships with did not come to the table innocent.
“Please. I don’t want you to stop,” she whispered.
“I don’t want to stop,” he replie
d. He knew it didn’t change that the fact that he wanted her. But the thought that he was the first made his heart do a dance. The alpha male in him was pleased that no one else had come before him.
“Do it, Reiner. Make me yours,” she whispered. Her eyes pleaded with him as she gripped his head. She pulled him down to her, their lips meeting. “Take me, Reiner.”
A growl tore from his chest, and he pushed his cock between her slick folds. He reined in the animalistic need to pound into her.
Be gentle, he tried to remind himself. Make it good for her.
He let loose a hiss and pushed forward. Her walls gripped him tightly. He encountered her barrier and paused to look at her. Her attention was on him.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Reiner,” she groaned.
He kissed her hard at the same time he thrust forward, breaking her barrier. He caught the sound of her cry with a kiss. He settled within her, balls deep. He fought for control, thoroughly kissing her to allow her to get acclimated to his size and the fact that he was buried fully in her.
“Are you okay?” he asked, pulling back. This was virgin territory for him. He’d never been anyone’s first. He wanted to make it perfect for her, satisfy her to where she would never want another.
He paused, thinking about that last notion.
Could he see himself with Jada forever?
Images of them floated around in his mind, and he liked the possibility.
“Yes.” She nodded, running her hands down his back to the curve of his ass. “The pain is gone. Take me.”
Her demand was all he needed.
His body went into autopilot as he pulled back and thrust deep within her. Her pussy gripped him tightly every time he plunged within her core.
“Jada,” he groaned.
She rocked her hips to meet his, digging her nails into his back.
He couldn’t think of anything else but the feel of her wrapped around his length while he thrust home. He gripped her thighs and sat back slightly. The new position gave him a better angle. He was able to watch her breasts sway with each thrust. He reached up to cup her soft mounds and continued to sink deep within her.