Daye, Rainey - An Unconventional Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (20 page)

Alex got them packed up and back on the fastest trail leading to the stables in record time. He turned over the horses and claimed their receipt before he rushed her back to the office so they could settle up their bill. He threw their picnic supplies in the backseat and then gathered her into his arms for another hungry kiss and grope before they finally got in the car, and he placed the key in the ignition with slightly shaking hands and headed out of the lot. Once on the road, he pushed the car past the speed limit as he headed for the motel he had seen on their way to the stable.

Maggie leaned back in her seat as she turned to face him, blatantly ogling him and the fierce look on his face caused by sexual hunger. She ran her hand over his leg and squeezed his heavy erection through his jeans for the first time as she ran her eyes over his body, trying to decide what part of him she would taste first once she was alone in a motel with him. She then gave herself over to her fantasies of the many different ways and positions she wanted him to take her in. And then she cursed foully.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, turning his head to her with a concerned look on his face.

“I just realized that we can’t do this,” Maggie whimpered.

“Your first-date rule. Yeah. I know,” Alex said with a defeated tone in his voice.

“No, not that. After everything that has happened so far, I don’t give a rat’s ass about that ridiculous rule,” she admitted.

“Then what’s the problem?” he asked, raising his brow.

“The problem is that I just realized we don’t have any condoms on us, and there’s not a convenient pharmacy anywhere along these country roads.”

“Oh. Not a problem. I have a condom on me,” he stated matter-of-factly, suddenly igniting her temper.

“
You what
?” she all but screeched. “You knew my first-date rule and even said you were fine with it, and you
still
brought a condom with you? How could you?”

Alex looked at her in confusion. “Why are you pissed? So I have a condom with me? You all but raped me back at the picnic area. You’re the one who originally climbed into my lap back there and then drug me into the trees to have sex. You wouldn’t have complained then if I’d whipped out the condom in my wallet.”

“Well, that was then, when I wasn’t thinking straight,” Maggie responded hotly. “And I would have been even more pissed afterwards when I realized that you had come on this date with every intention of getting laid and had brought a condom with you!”

Alex’s own temper ignited at her words. “Typical female rant! They curse and complain if you’re not prepared, and they curse and complain if you are,” he muttered angrily. “I’m a guy, for God’s sake! I
always
have a condom in my wallet. Hell, there’s even a box of them in the glove compartment that I completely forgot about until just now. I was a scout, for Christ’s sake. I’m
always
prepared for
anything
, not just sex!” he practically shouted at her.

Maggie only half listened to his own rant while her anger boiled until the words about his being prepared registered in her mind, and she remembered. She remembered his complaints that high-school girls had reacted the same way she had over the fact that he had brought condoms along on his dates,
not
because he was planning anything, but because he wanted to be
prepared
just in case. It was just the Boy Scout way.

“Pull over,” Maggie ordered him, and Alex was so pissed that he complied without comment. As he parked the car and turned to her with an angry glower, she grasped his face in her hands and pulled his mouth to hers in a passionate yet conciliatory kiss before he could say anything.

He jerked his head out of her grasp with an angry growl. “What the fuck is with you?” he wanted to know, clearly confused by her turnaround yet still quite angry over her harsh condemnation just before.

“I’m sorry. I really am. I treated you just like your high-school girlfriends did whenever you whipped out a condom during your make-out sessions with them. I even promised myself when you told me about it that I would
never
act that way. And at the first opportunity, I did just that. I reacted without thinking. I forgot that you live by the scout motto. I’m so sorry,” she repeated.

“Maggie,” he groaned, squeezing his forehead in his hand. “I can’t handle these mood swings of yours. I don’t want to have to walk on eggshells around you, scared shitless that I’m going to say or do something to piss you off.”

“I know. I’m sorry. Maybe it’s PMS. I don’t know. Call me on it in the future,
please
. Just remind me that you were a scout or something to get me to pull my head out of my ass. I don’t know why I got so irrational just now. I really don’t. But I really, really do want to make love with you.”

Alex groaned at her words as they seemed to further diffuse his anger at her. Not that his anger had diffused his raging hard-on, if that bulge in his jeans was any indication. If anything, he seemed to be even harder, and still upset enough that he looked perfectly fine with having angry sex right now. He reached out to her, and Maggie happily tried to scramble across the driving console and climb into his lap. But the steering wheel was in the way, so Maggie latched on to him and tried to yank him into her seat instead while she twined her tongue desperately with his.

Alex suddenly let out a yelp and broke away from their kiss.

“What?” Maggie cried, desperately trying to reclaim his lips.

“I banged my hip on the parking brake,” he replied as he leaned back toward her and gave her breast an almost painful squeeze. She groaned and thrust her chest out toward him, and he yanked open her shirt before he once again freed her breast from her bra and raised it to his mouth. She whimpered as he sucked it hungrily, pressing her nipple against the roof of his mouth and scraping his teeth along her flesh while he cupped her with his other hand.

He then pulled away with a growl and moved to open his car door so that he could come around to her side without bruising himself, when a passing car on the two-lane road had him quickly jerking his door shut with a muttered oath. Looking back at her, he said, “Look, I have no problem having sex with you in a car, but I don’t think this is the time or place for that. So I’m just going to go ahead and get us to that motel, now.”

Maggie moaned, not knowing if she could wait that long. She squeezed her breast in her hand and reached down to fiercely grip her loins in her other hand, digging her fingers in harshly to relieve the ache as she whimpered because she was being forced to wait for her desperately needed release. Alex had turned his head to look over his shoulder before pulling back out onto the road, and as he turned back to face front, he caught a glimpse of her out of his peripheral vision. Groaning, he licked his lips and said hungrily, “Masturbate yourself for me, baby.”

She froze and shot him a startled look. Reaching over, he unzipped her jeans and pushed her hand down the front. He placed his hand over hers and gave a squeeze before repeating, “Masturbate for me, baby.”

Maggie whimpered as she felt herself complying. Alex swallowed hard and then pulled back onto the road. Maggie was in such sexual turmoil that only hard and rough would ease her tension. She squeezed herself fiercely, digging her fingers almost painfully into the flesh of her loins as if trying to scratch a particularly troubling itch deep under her skin. She scooted her hips farther down the seat so she could dig even deeper and arched her back as she writhed and moaned next to him, while Alex offered throaty sounds of encouragement and appreciation. Her eyes closed, and her head whipped back and forth as her back arched.

“Give me a taste,” Alex grated, and she removed her hand from her jeans and offered it to him as she dropped her other hand from her breast and thrust it between her legs so that she could continue with her self-ministration. Alex groaned in bliss as he took her wet hand in his and suckled her fingers before releasing it. “Use both hands now,” he encouraged her, and she slipped it back between her legs.

Maggie screamed as her body suddenly locked with her orgasm before she started to shake and writhe uncontrollably in the seat next to him. Alex bit out a harsh curse in reaction and whipped the car into the motel lot just ahead. He pulled up in front of the office and jumped out of the car, leaving the ignition running and his door open as he rushed inside to get them a room while Maggie lay sprawled in her seat, her hands still kneading her loins while being wracked with aftershocks.

Alex hurried back out to the car and drove them to the end of the long one-floor building. He parked in front of a door and shut off the ignition before getting out of the car and racing around it to open her door. He reached in and pulled her out into his arms. As soon as she was on her feet, her legs buckled, and Alex supported her weight as he half walked, half carried her to the motel-room door where he put the old-fashioned key in the lock and turned the knob.

Once inside the room, he slammed the door behind them. Not bothering to turn on the lights or pull shut the curtains, he pushed her toward the bed as he pulled out his wallet and fished out the condom. Gripping her arm and turning her at the last moment so she landed on her back, he placed the condom in his teeth and ripped open the foil packet as he dropped his wallet on the floor. He then reached down and gripped her jeans and panties, pulling them off her with one yank, her shoes coming off with them. He undid his own jeans and pushed them down to his knees as he quickly unrolled the condom over his cock before he fell down between her legs and entered her to the hilt in a single thrust. His own roar of pleasure matched her scream as she orgasmed again from that very first penetration.

Alex began to thrust hard inside her, rough with his possession of her. She dug her nails into his ass as he pounded inside her, and her body continuously spasmed. His back finally arched, and his body stiffened as he found his release with a loud shout. His hips then began to slowly, almost languidly, thrust inside her as he finished while she wrapped her limbs around him.

He finally collapsed heavily on top of her while Maggie’s arms fell out to her sides, and she tried to control the shivers that were occasionally still rushing over her body. Whether she fainted or fell asleep or even died for a moment, she didn’t know or care. Nor did the suffocating weight of Alex lying atop her as he gasped for breath do anything to dispel her lust.

She moaned in loss as Alex’s cock finally softened and he slipped out of her. He rolled off her and over onto his back then, still breathing raggedly. “Let me catch my breath, Mags,” he finally said, “and then I’ll go out to the car to get that box of condoms, because I fully intend to take you thoroughly and slowly next time.”

And Maggie found herself impatient for him to fully deliver on that promise.

Chapter 11

Jess paced impatiently, waiting for Alex to get Maggie back to the house.
Bastard.
Jess cursed Alex for keeping her out all day. He had finally called home around 5:00 p.m. to let him know they were
finally
on their way. Not that he could really blame Alex for taking advantage of the fact that his first date with Maggie lent itself to being an all-day activity. Especially when he fully intended to do the same thing himself on some of his future dates with her.

Still, how about a little consideration?
After all, by Maggie’s own admission, it had been years since she had ridden a horse. What if she were too sore from her activities with Alex that day and asked to cancel so she could take a long bath in a hot tub to soak her tired and abused muscles that hadn’t been exercised like that for so long? He didn’t know if he could be a gentleman about it as he considered the fact that his first date with her could very well be pushed back even further.

He finally heard Alex pull into the driveway and hurried upstairs as he heard the garage door open so he could reluctantly give them privacy if they decided to continue their date when they came in. But to his surprise, Alex walked into their room almost right away, walking slowly as if in great pain and unbuttoning his shirt with a groan.

“Damn, it took you long enough to get home!” Jess snarled angrily. “I was afraid that I was going to have to cancel our reservation. Where’s Maggie?”

“She said she was going to go soak in her tub, just like I’m planning on doing,” Alex replied.

“I knew it! You wore her out, didn’t you? She’s too sore from all that riding you did today, and now all she’s going to want to do is curl up and go to sleep! You rode her too long and too hard,” Jess ranted.