Wild for You

by Cheyenne McCray

  His dark hair caressed the insides of her thighs as he licked and sucked. The gentler he was, the more he set her on fire.

  She’d never imagined that such big hands could be so gentle and could be more erotic than anything she could begin to think of.

  An orgasm built inside her. It felt like it coiled tighter and tighter ready to spring free. He continued until she thought she was going to lose it. Then he backed off a moment before driving her closer to the edge again.

  “I’m not going to survive this with my sanity intact,” she whispered. “If you don’t let me climax.”

  “I’m enjoying myself.” He gave a low chuckle. “I hope you’re loving it, too.”

  “There’s no question,” she said and groaned again as he continued paying the kind of attention that really was going to drive her crazy.

  Closer and closer now. She was on the tip of the precipice. Before she could beg him to take her all the way, he pressed his mouth hard against her folds and sucked her.

  “Jack,” Dara cried out. The force of her orgasm sent her mind somewhere else, outside the room.

  She felt out of control, flying away, like she could never find her way back.

  At the same time, he tethered her in some amazing way.

  He continued tasting her as her entire body shook. She started to drop from the heights as he reeled her in, then took her away all over again.

  Finally, he let her come down to earth.

  “Jack.” This time she managed not to scream his name. “That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt in my life.”

  He grinned as he met her gaze. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

  She felt woozy from her orgasms, but couldn’t help but smile in return.

  * * *

  Jack helped Dara so that she was sitting up. Warmth filled him as he took in her flushed features and her gorgeous body. Her new necklace sparkled at her throat, and the earrings glittered at her ears.

  His heart filled with Dara. Having her in his arms tonight was beautiful, but his love for her was even more so.

  Love for her.

  I love Dara.

  He smiled as the thought came naturally to him. He didn’t question it, just held on to the warm feelings pouring into his heart.

  She reached for him. “Come here, baby.”

  “Damn.” His words came out rough. “I’ll bet you don’t even realize how beautiful you are to me.”

  She smiled, her amber eyes alluring, yet mischievous, too.

  When he started to toe off his boots, she went to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “If you’re not coming to me, then I’m coming to you.”

  She pressed her naked body against his and he stopped at the feel of her close to him.

  Dara was soft and warm, and she smelled so sweet. He wanted to go back to making her climax over and over. He loved doing that for her.

  “Toe off your boots.” She pointed down.

  He couldn’t help a smile as he obeyed her. “Your wish is my command.”

  “You bet it is.” She looked almost serious. “Let’s get rid of those socks.”

  He stripped those off, too.

  “Now watch me.” She started to unbutton his shirt. Their eyes met and then he did as she instructed as she attended to one button at a time.

  She reached his jeans and paused where his shirt was tucked, before grasping the material and pulling it out of his jeans.

  “We need to get rid of this.” With a devilish smile, she pushed his shirt over his shoulders and down his arms.

  He let it drop to the floor, a smile twisting his lips. “You’re enjoying yourself.”

  She flashed a grin as she grazed his chest with her fingers. “Oh, yeah.”

  “You make me so damned hard,” he growled.

  “I know.” She smiled as she skimmed her fingers over his bare skin, like a conquering explorer.

  “I need this off.” Dara tackled his belt, unfastening the buckle before tugging the leather and sliding it through the belt loops.

  After she dropped the belt, she moved her hand inside his jeans and brushed his erection.

  Jack sucked air in through his teeth. He speared her auburn hair, letting the mass of silk glide through his fingers.

  She eased her hand out of his Wranglers and grasped the metal button. She unfastened it before slowly unzipping his jeans.

  With a smile, she knelt and pulled his Wranglers and his boxer briefs to his feet. He stepped out of both and kicked them aside.

  She traced her fingers over his skin, moving up his thighs to his hips. He let his breath out in a rush as she skimmed them over his erection. a feather-like touch.

  “Too damned slow,” he said.

  She gave a wicked laugh. “Oh, I think it’s just right.”

  He groaned. “You would.”

  “Ha.” She grinned before flicking her tongue over the tip.

  “Well, hell.” He gritted his teeth, trying to control the desire to drop to his knees and lay her back, on the floor.

  She slipped him into her mouth and sighed, like she had just come home.

  As far as he was concerned, she had.

  He was her home, and she was his.

  Those thoughts bolted from his mind when she sucked hard.

  Holy shit.

  She moved her head, sliding him in and out of her mouth. Taking him deep before easing back. Slow, too damned slow.

  Damn did it feel good—like nothing he’d ever felt before. More intense, more pleasurable.

  All because it was this beautiful woman who attracted him in ways he couldn’t begin to count off.

  The intensity of her movements drove him toward climax. Closer and closer.

  Pressure built inside him. His breath came harsher and faster.

  He was so close. Almost to the tip. Almost spilling over onto the other side.

  “I’m going to come,” he managed to get out, to let her know he was about to climax in her mouth.

  She sucked harder.

  Jack shouted as every bit of him seemed to spill into her. She drew him on, pushing him farther over the edge with ever taste and every swallow.

  “Oh, damn.” He ground his teeth. “Hell, woman. I can’t take anymore.”

  She eased back onto her haunches and licked her lips before she smiled up at him.

  “Enjoy yourself?” Her smile turned into a wicked grin. “I sure did.”

  “You have no idea.” He took her down to the floor in a swift motion.

  * * *

  “Oh, I bet I do.” Dara laughed as he laid her on her back.

  Jack covered her mouth with his and she sighed as she enjoyed his kiss. He kissed her slow and deliciously as he braced his arms to either side of her.

  She’d fallen for him not long after they had started seeing each other—maybe from the beginning. This moment already seemed as if it had been a long time coming.

  Yeah, this was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

  Jack gave her a look so sexy it caused her to sigh and melt, then sigh again.

  The man leaned back and reached for his Wranglers that weren’t too far from him. She waited as he pulled something out of his wallet. In the next moment he slid a condom down his length.

  When he came back to her, she sighed as she grasped his upper arms. Such hard, unyielding biceps beneath her palms.

  She let her gaze travel down the muscled expanse of his chest to his narrow hips. His powerful thighs rested between hers. And his thickness—so near her entrance that she could almost imagine what it would be like to have him inside her.

  Imagining wasn’t enough.

  She wanted to real thing.

  Dara wriggled beneath him before she hooked her legs around his hips. “Come-on, Jack. I need you.”

  “Mmmm…” He ignored her and nuzzled her neck. “You smell so good.”

  A sigh escaped Dara. “Pretty please?”

  He raised his head and smil
ed down at her. “Since you asked so nicely.”

  His teasing expression filled her with warmth at the same time he was driving her crazy.

  “Put your money where your mouth is.” She raised her hips and his hard length pressed into her belly. “Where your mouth was.”

  He gave a low laugh. “And where it will be many more times.”

  “Promises…” She ached between her thighs as the heat of desire expanded in her belly.

  Jack dipped his head and sucked her nipple instead of sliding into her.

  Dara groaned.

  He sucked her other nipple, drawing it between his teeth and lightly nipping.

  “Jack…” She let his name out on a sigh. “I want you.”

  “I could listen to you ask for me all night long.” He smiled down at her as her eyes widened. “But I won’t make you wait like that.” His look became even sexier. “Hell, I can’t wait much longer.”

  “Good thing.” She shivered as he trailed his finger over her collarbone to her throat. “If you did hold back, I wouldn’t be responsible for my actions.”

  “I have a feeling…” He kissed her long and hard as he guided himself to the entrance to her core. “A feeling that I’ll never get enough of this. Of you.”

  Time seemed to hold still as she waited for him to enter her.

  He sank deep inside, like he was coming home.

  Pleasure rippled through Dara. The way he filled her made her feel whole. Whole in a way she’d never felt before.

  Coming home.

  I’m home.

  “Dara.” His breath seemed to catch. “I—damn.” It was like he couldn’t form a thought.

  Much like her.

  “I know.” She gripped his shoulders and raised her hips to meet his thrusts. “I know.”

  He moved with such painstaking slowness that she enjoyed more than she could begin to express.

  She didn’t want to rush this moment. This was their first time. A time she would treasure forever.

  And she hoped there would be countless moments ahead of them. Moments just like this one.

  Too soon, she told herself. Just enjoy now.

  Now is precious.

  Now is forever.

  He continued to move slow and easy. “I could be here forever,” he said softly. “I can never get enough of you.”

  “I feel the same way,” she whispered.

  Her skin grew damp with perspiration, and she felt it on his skin, too.

  Her orgasm started out as heat in her belly. It grew, the warmth expanding through her chest, arms, legs. All the way to the roots of her hair.

  It happened at such an easy pace. She wanted to reach climax, yet didn’t want it to rush by.

  She couldn’t wait any longer. She couldn’t wait for him anymore.

  “Jack.” She swallowed. “I can’t hold on much longer.”

  “Then don’t.” He brushed hair from her forehead with his fingertips. “Don’t wait.”

  She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. Feeling every movement he made. Reveling in every sensation. Loving every moment.

  “Jack.” Her orgasm whooshed through her like a comet. It carried her away, letting her sail across the sky.

  She saw sparkles, as if she was dust in the comet’s tail.

  How could it be possible to feel like this?

  She tumbled forward then dropped.

  Dropped.

  Dropped back to reality.

  She opened her eyes, her breathing heavy, and saw Jack smiling down at her.

  He watched her as he picked up his pace and thrust a little harder.

  His intensity lit his eyes like fire.

  Her orgasm went on as he moved closer to his own completion.

  The complete focus on her as he moved took her breath away. She felt herself sailing closer to another climax.

  “Dara,” he said in a harsh whisper, then shouted, “Dara.”

  Her name on his tongue as he groaned his release set her own climax free. Her core gripped him and spasmed, and caused her to shudder to another completion.

  He groaned as he came to a halt, his groin pressed tightly to hers. His chest rose and fell, his skin glistening with sweat.

  They held each other’s gaze as their breathing slowed in time.

  Jack eased to one knee. He effortlessly swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed.

  He somehow managed to push the covers aside and settle her onto the bed. He slid onto the mattress beside her and pulled the covers over them.

  Jack gathered Dara into his arms so that her back was to him and he was spooning her. She loved the way it felt to be so close to him and feel his heat as he held her.

  His breath feathered across her neck as he rained soft kisses down to her shoulder. She shivered with sensations of security and fulfillment that she never would have expected or believed.

  “You are so beautiful, Dara.” His voice was filled with so much genuine conviction that she knew he believed it. He truly felt that way about her. “I hope you know you are precious to me.”

  “You make me feel that way, Jack.” She sighed, embraced in both pleasure and security unlike anything she could have vocalized to him.

  He pressed his lips to her hair and she heard him draw in a breath as if scenting her again. “I don’t think I could ever let you go. I know I can’t let you go.”

  “I don’t want you to release me.” She smiled as she spoke. “I want you to hold me forever.”

  “I will.” Jack brought her back more firmly against him as he wrapped his arms around her. “I will always hold you.”

  She smiled and snuggled back against him, secure in the knowledge that she’d just made love with the man of her dreams.

  Chapter Twelve

  Early Saturday morning, Jack reached the barn from the north pasture, riding his big black gelding, Sparrow. The horse made his way along the familiar path to the cool shadows inside the barn.

  The entire ride, Jack couldn’t seem to pull his thoughts away from Dara. He pictured her the way she’d looked, her hair spread out on the pillow, wearing only the jewelry sparkling at her throat and ears.

  She had sparkled even more than her new necklace and earrings.

  Jack swung down and patted Sparrow on the neck. “Good ride, boy. Keep this up and you’ll get a raise.”

  Sparrow snorted and tossed his head, as if in agreement and asking for a treat or two as an advance on payment.

  “Sparrow, you’ve got to watch your girlish figure.” Jack removed the big horse’s tack and put the saddle and other equipment away. “As much as you like them, once a day is good enough.” Jack talked as he brushed down the horse before giving him a little more attention and scratching his withers.

  After putting up Sparrow, Jack took care of his daily chores. It wouldn’t be long before he’d head off to pick up Dara to take her to the county fair.

  Why did thoughts of her make him want to smile so much? He couldn’t have helped it if he’d wanted to. He found himself looking forward to every moment he’d spend with her today.

  They hadn’t been able to spend much time together since their trip to Sedona last weekend, thanks to her work and his. They’d managed to squeeze what time they could in.

  And precious time together it had been.

  Jack finished up chores and figured it was about time to get ready to go.

  Max had left earlier with a friend and both young men would already be at the fair with their livestock.

  “Hi, Dad.” Leslie came into the barn. She seemed reserved, but at least she was acting mostly like her usual self.

  If she’d known about Jack being in Sedona with Dara last weekend, she definitely wouldn’t be in a decent mood.

  Putting it mildly.

  “I’ve got to get to the fairgrounds,” Leslie said.

  “I’ll see you there.” Jack walked with her out of the barn to her truck. “Looking forward to the competition?”

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��Yeah.” She shrugged. “But I don’t know if I want to do the fair again.” She slipped her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. “Showing livestock and barrel racing.”

  Jack considered her expression and body language. Maybe she wasn’t acting like herself. “I’m curious what brought this on.”

  She glanced away before looking back at him. “I just don’t want to anymore.”

  “You know whatever you choose to do, I’ll support.” He studied her. “I do have to say I’m surprised. You’ve loved it since you were knee-high.”

  She shrugged and kicked the dirt with her boot. “I’m not as interested anymore.”

  “All right,” Jack said quietly. “Still planning on chasing the cans tonight?”

  “Sandwich always wants to race.” The spark in her eyes told him how much Leslie loved the sport and her horse, Sammy. Something really bothered her to make her think about leaving the sport of barrel racing.

  He wasn’t sure how to approach it. Probably better to give her some time to think it over. Tonight’s competition would likely remind her just how much it meant to her.

  Leslie stopped and focused on her dad. “Are you going to the fair with Dara?” The words came out with an edge.

  Jack mentally sighed. “Yes.”

  Tears glittered in Leslie’s eyes. She bit her lip, as if trying to keep from crying. She straightened her shoulders. “I have to go.”

  Jack watched his daughter, not knowing what to do. He thought about stopping her and refusing to let her leave angry, but he didn’t think that was possible right now.

  She needs time.

  Leslie climbed into her truck and started the engine. Jack stepped back and watched his daughter. She looked like she was on the verge of racing down the road in anger, but she slowly backed up the truck and left.

  If she had reacted in any way that compromised her driving the vehicle, he’d have taken away her keys.

  He watched the truck a long moment as Leslie drove down the road, until he couldn’t see the vehicle any longer.

  Jack braced one arm against a stall. He hadn’t been hiding that he’d planned to take Dara. He’d just figured they’d see Leslie at the fair and maybe some of her tension would ease. Leslie needed things slow.