9781631051289TemptedbytheCowboySullivan (5 page)

“Listen, Peyt
on. You’re a really
nice girl and I think you’re hot, but I won’t come between the two of you.”

“There isn’t anything between me and Jason, Jonathan. Trust
me. He doesn’t want me.”

“I can’t see why not. You’re beautiful.”

“Thanks, but apparently he doesn’t
think so. I mean he could have had me any time he wanted me, but he won’t. I
don’t know what to think.”

Jason’s voice penetrated the darkness as he came around the
corner. “Jonathan.”

“Jason.”

“Peyton.”

“Jason. What do you want?”

“
Nothin
’.
I wanted to mak
e sure everything was okay.”

“Everything is fine. I’m having a great conversation with
your brother.”

“It’s not what it looks like,
Jase
.”

“It doesn’t matter, Jonathan. There isn’t anything going on
between me and Peyton anyway.”

Just as I thought.

“I
won’t step on toes, Jason, you
know that.”

“No toes
here,
buddy.” Jason clapped
Jonathan on the shoulder. “Go for it.”

Bastard.
“Thanks for giving him permission to pursue me, you
asswipe
!”

“What?”

She stood up, bringing her five-foot-nine-inch frame as
close to Jason as possible. Intimidation wasn’t her strong
point, but rage at his audacity washed through her now. “Just because you don’t
want me, doesn’t mean other men don’t. I can get a guy if I want one whether
you think so or not. I don’t need your f
ucking
permission to date someone. There are plenty of men out there.”

They stood nose to nose.

“I didn’t say you couldn’t. I just didn’t want there to be
any mistake that we were a couple.”

“We aren’t.”

“No, we aren’t.”

“Then leave me the fuck alone. If I
want to date Jonathan, then I will.”

“Go ahead.”

“Fine!”
She turned around only
to find Jonathan had melted into the darkness leaving her alone with
Jason…again.

* * * *

“What an absolutely infuriating female you are!” He took
two steps back and raked
his fingers through his
hair. He’d never understand women at this rate. “Why can’t you leave well
enough alone?”

“I wasn’t doing a damned thing but talking to your
brother.”

“He’s not your type.”

“What the hell do you
know!
”

“I know you.”

“You don’t know
shit about me.”

“You’re independent, hard-headed, impossible, stubborn,”
his voice dropped an octave, “sexy, gorgeous, and hot.”

He watched her breath catch in her throat. What the hell
was he getting at? He didn’t want her, right?

“Leave it be, Jason. Yo
u don’t
want me, remember?”

“I never said that, you did.”

“Then why push me away?”

“Because I don’t want you…”

“See?”

He grabbed her arm, dragging her back until her breasts
brushed his chest. Her nipples puckered at the friction.

“Let me finish.” With he
r lips
pressed together, she tempted him beyond reason. He wanted her in the worst
way. “I want you between my sheets. Me between your legs eating you until you
come all over my face. I want my dick buried so deep in your
pussy,
you scream my name
loud eno
ugh to disturb the cattle. My cock aches for
the warmth of you wrapped around it.”

“Then why?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

“You’re different.”

“Different?”

“I don’t know how to explain it. There is something about
you. I don’t want to just fuck
your brains out and
walk away the next morning like I’ve done so many times before. You aren’t like
all the other women in Bandera. You don’t wear cowboy boots. You have a tongue
ring, which by the way is hot as hell. You have a tat on your breast.” He ski
mmed his index finger over the swell of her breast where
the tattoo sat below her shirt. “I want to explore you way beyond just a quick
fuck.”

She pushed out of his arms, rubbing her skin like she was
cold. “I’m not looking for a relationship, Jason.”

“I k
now you aren’t. I don’t think
I am either, but…”

“But?”

“I wish I knew. I don’t want to hurt you, Peyton. I’m
afraid if we just fuck, then you’ll be hurt by whatever is between us.”

“I’m willing to take the chance.”

“I’m not sure I am.”

“What are you
afraid of?”

“You.”
He’d just bared his
soul to the one woman who might be able to crush him and he didn’t care. Okay,
well a little, but what did it mean? He wasn’t supposed to think of any woman
as much as he thought about her over the last few months. Ev
ery time he’d been at the bar, there she was with her long
hair either back in a braid or cascading down her shoulders like it was now.
The itch to wrap his hand in those strands and tug overwhelmed him at times.
Some other thoughts had him running his fin
gers
through it to feel the silky softness against his palms. She didn’t seem to
take to one type of man over another. He’d never seen her leave with anyone
either. What did she like? What type of man did she go for?
His type?
He didn’t know, but he
wanted
to find out.

“Why are you so afraid of me? I’m just a woman looking for
a good time.”

Crack.
His resolve split wide
open. He had a conversation with his reflection this morning about how he would
stop using women for his own pleasure and here this one jus
t threw a noodle into the soup. He exhaled sharply,
recalling the conversation he had with his mother about this very thing. Nina
was all over him about his playboy ways.
But, I’m only in my twenties. I shouldn’t be thinking of
settling down with one woman
, right?

Peyton laughed, drawing him out of his reverence. “Don’t
sound so relieved, Jason. I told you before I’m not in for a relationship right
now, just to relieve a little pressure between the thighs if you’re
willin
’.”

“I’m
willin
’.”

“Then shall we go
back to your
place to heat up some sheets?” she asked, running her tongue around the shell
of his ear.

His cock jumped behind the fly of his jeans. It seemed like
he’d been forever horny around her, but tonight would see the end of his
self-induced tortur
e…he hoped.

Chapter Four

The truck no more stopped at the front of the house and
they were both out of the vehicle locked in an embrace. They stumbled together
toward the front door, his mouth on hers, doing his best to get her clothes off
in the process.
A shirt here,
another the
re.
Nothing mattered but getting him naked and between her
thighs.

She ached for this man.

The calluses on his palm abraded her nipple into a tortured
point as Jason walked her backward down the hall from the front room to his
bedroom. His mouth never left
hers. Their tongues
tangled as they explored in a way she hadn’t before.
I think he plans to devour me.

He lifted his head when they reached the door to his room
and he backed her against the expanse. “I hope you plan on spending the entire
night because
it’s going to take me that long to find
all your hot spots.”

“If you want me to.”

“Oh yeah.
I plan on fucking you
every which way but up.”

“I can’t wait.”

He turned the knob on the door as his mouth dove for hers
again. He flipped the light on only seconds
before he
scooped her up and deposited her onto the bed, then followed her to the
mattress. Somewhere along the path to the bedroom, he’d lost his shirt. The
hair on his chest tickled against her breasts as she moaned into his mouth. She
wanted him so
bad
ly,
she could feel the
wetness between her legs. This kind of thing didn’t happen with a man or hadn’t
before. It normally took her a bit to get going, but not with Jason.
Figures.

“I can smell you,” he whispered against her neck before
raking his teeth al
ong the curve of her throat.

Shivers danced along her arms and legs. The weight of his
body on hers felt right, so right. The warmth of his skin singed her body with
a delicious heat all its own. She wrapped her jean clad legs around his hips,
urging him o
n with a raise of her pelvis. Need had
her in its claws, ripping at her sanity a little at a time.

His lips skimmed over the slope of her shoulder on their
journey to her breast. A gasp escaped her mouth the moment he closed over the
tip. Desire exploded
through her, soaking her panties
in preparation for him.

He lifted his head momentarily as the soft whisper of
breath pulled the taut bud into an achy point. “Can you come from nipple play?”

“I don’t know. “

“Let’s try, shall we?”

For a solid ten minutes, he sucked, pulled, pinched, bit
and tortured her nipples until she thought she would go mad. They were
sensitive, yes, but she’d never had a man focus solely on tormenting them until
she thought she would lose her mind. Jason did.
Her
belly clenched as he nipped at the tip with his teeth.
God, I might actually be able to orgasm from this
.

He released her breast much to her dismay, but when his
hands worked at the button near her waist, she lifted her hips so he could get
her jeans o
ff. A wicked grin spread across his mouth
as he tossed one boot, then the other before he whipped the pants down and off
in one tug.

When his lips returned to nip at the achy peak of her left
breast, his finger did a slow crawl from her knee, up her thigh,
across the mound of pubic hair to glance off her clit. She
exploded into a body numbing orgasmic kaleidoscope of colors behind her closed
eyelids. “Jason!”

He lifted his head, revealing the smug grin on his face.
“There it is. I knew you could do it.”

Her
breath came out in a halting
seesaw of air as she tried to bring her heart rate back to normal. “That was…”

“Awesome?”

“Amazing.
Do it again.”

One eyebrow rose over his eye like he couldn’t believe she
asked that. Honestly, she couldn’t believe she asked
it
of him. She wasn’t a demanding lover. Normally things were all about pleasing
the guy, right? Wasn’t it supposed to be all about the guy? Half the time,
she’d be lucky to even orgasm once when she had sex. “I mean, if you want to
that is.”

“Oh, I want a
nd you’ll get, babe.
No doubt. It turns me on
somethin
’ fierce to watch you
come.”

“Really?”

“What the hell kind of men have you been with?”

She shrugged as she tried to close her legs, but his body
had her trapped open and ready for him. “I don’t know. I
don’t get a lot out of it sometimes.”

His hand moved between her legs, scooping up her cum on his
fingers before he spread it around her clit. “Not with me, darlin’. I take care
of my women.”

Women.
That’s not
what I want to hear.
“I’m sure you do, cowboy.
”

“You’ll see. You’ll be
walkin
’ funny tomorrow if I have anything to
say about it and in my house, I do.” He slid down her body, kissing his way
from her breasts, across her belly, and down between her thighs.

Her breath caught in her throat as his mouth
hovered over her pussy. The first swipe of his tongue had
her hips coming off the bed as a groan escaped her lips. There wasn’t anything
better than a starving man feasting on her pussy. Not that she’d had it very
often, but she loved it when they did this
. “Oh God,
please, Jason, don’t stop.”

“I don’t plan to until you come all over my face.”

The rough pad of his tongue drove her desire higher. Each
swipe and each lick had her hips meeting his face as she lifted her pelvis. He
laid one arm across her hips
to keep her down. With
her fingers tangled in his hair, she rode out the sensations to the peak of
fulfillment as she screamed his name again at the top of her lungs.

“We can try for a little louder, darlin’. I don’t think
they heard you at the main lodge.
”

“Bastard,” she gasped, panting hard. The nerves down there
jumped in an erratic rhythm as she came down from her high.
“Now you.”

“I’m good. I’ll be nice and snug in your warm place here in
a minute.”

“But I should give you head or something.”

“You don’t
have to.”

“Seriously?
I thought all guys
liked getting head?”

“I’m not saying I don’t like it or I don’t want it, but
tonight is about you and your needs. I want to make sure you never forget
tonight.”

“Oh I won’t,” she whispered, taking his face between
her hands to bring his mouth to hers. “I’ve been waiting
for this for a long time.”

He kissed her slow, long and deep, meshing their mouths
together like they’d done this a thousand times before. Maybe they had in
another life. The thought of it made her m
ind spin
out of control.

“
Mmm
. Hang on. I need to
get a condom out of my wallet.”

“Okay.”

He moved off her to remove his boot and pants. When his
cock sprang free, she sighed in appreciation. He really was built in all the
right places, long, heavily muscl
ed legs, trim hips,
flat, washboard abs, muscular chest with just a bit of dark chest hair, and
kissable lips. When he bent over to retrieve his wallet from the back pocket of
his pants, she got a nice view of his taut ass.
Holy shit! No wonder it looks so
nice in Wranglers.

“
Appreciatin
’ the view?”

“Oh yeah.
You have a nice ass.”

“Why thank you, ma’am.”

“Don’t call me ma’am. You’re older than I am.”

“Why? It’s a term of endearment.”

“For your mother or
grandmother maybe.”

“No. It’s a sign of respect from
any
cowboy to a woman. Haven’t you had anyone call you ma’am before?”

“Yeah, but it’s usually at work when they open the door for
me.”

“Well then, there you go.”

“Call me darlin’.”

“You like that do you?” he asked, his eyes glittering in
the lamplight as h
e cocked his head to the side.

“Yes. There is
somethin
’ about a cowboy
calling me darlin’.”

“I’ll do it any time you want, darlin’.”

She shivered as he rolled the condom over his erection
before he slowly came toward her in a deliberate, almost panther lik
e saunter.
Damn, he is
what wet dreams are made of, at least mine anyway.
“Fuck me, Jason.”

“My pleasure, darlin’.”

He moved between her thighs, settling
himself
in the cradle of her pelvis. The moment
he slid his cock slowly between her pussy lips, she thought she’d died and gone
to heaven. With his cock slowly being pushed inside her, she gasped at the
first moment of penetration. A soft moan escaped with each i
nch. He fit perfectly.

When he was completely inside her, she sighed with the
fullness and rightness of having him there. “You feel good.”

“Oh, babe, you have no idea how good you feel.
Warm, wet, just right.”

As he started to move his hips, she wound her
legs around behind him. He slowly moved inside her, driving
her mad with want as he painstakingly brought her to the brink of insanity
again before he would let her fall over. She’d fool him though. She doubted she
could come again after having two orgasms
already,
but he could try—and lord help her, she wanted him to with everything inside
her.

“You’ll have another before I’m through.”

“I can’t.”

His hand slid down between them. “You will.”

“Jason.”

“Peyton.”

“Do it hard.”

“Oh yeah.”
With a snap of his hip
s, he drove his cock deep inside her.

Her stomach clenched as he hit her G spot with each thrust.
She didn’t think she’d ever had a G spot orgasm, but she just might tonight.

His pace increased until he was slamming his cock inside
her so hard, she had to
brace herself on his
headboard to keep from banging her head. “Yes, yes, yes.”

She felt his finger on her clit, rubbing first one side and
then the other before he took the wetness seeping between them and spread it
around the tip. She thought her head wo
uld blow off
as her body exploded in a mind-numbing orgasm that left her shaking each time
he shoved his cock inside her again.

“Oh God,” he whispered as he came to a shuddering halt.
“Fuck yeah.”

He collapsed on top of her with his face resting in the cro
ok of her neck. She smoothed her hands down his sweaty back
as their bodies pulsed and shivered together until their hearts stopped
galloping out of their chests. He’d just given her the best sex of her life.